Pointing to the Same Thing

Paint... Paintbrush... After seeing the contents of the Grayish-White Cloth Bag, Jenna froze for a full two seconds.

She then recalled the information provided by the "Purifier" and the various clues she and her companions had gathered during this time:

Pay attention to Painter and people who enjoy painting in their spare time; their works may contain elements of supernatural abilities!

"Is this Monks someone who enjoys painting?"

Or was he delivering Paint and Paintbrush to a Painter?

"It's a very ordinary thing, but he chose to go Depths Underground Trier, which can't be explained by simply rushing around..."

"Either his destination is problematic, or the Painter he's looking for is problematic, or perhaps both are problematic..."

A series of thoughts flashed through Jenna's mind, and she strongly suspected that the Monks had undergone Mechanical Modification was related to the "Hostel" that they were investigating.

Right now, there might be a "Painter" with extraordinary powers creating a mural somewhere Underground, which would require a lot of Paint and tools!

Jenna groped around in the unconscious Monks's Robe and found only a few Coins and a few Banknotes.

She placed these items into Grayish-White Cloth Bag, tied it securely, and gazed at the various mechanical constructs that made up half of the Monks's body. She planned to burn them again with the Witch’s Black Flame, plunging him into a deeper coma, before carrying him back to the ground to "Interrogation" him with Charles, Franca, and Anthony.

Having become a "Witch," she has actually mastered Ritual Magic related to "Spiritism," but firstly, she lacks practical experience and is worried about making mistakes that could lead to a break in the clues; secondly, she lacks safe objects to pray to, so she plans to let the experienced Lumian and Franca handle it.

Just as Jenna had this idea and was about to put it into practice, she saw multiple Gears start to turn on their own on the face of the unconscious Monks.

They clicked and clacked, instantly bringing each Parts to life, as if it had its own existence.

The small half of the body, composed of these mechanical constructs, operated wildly, rapidly drawing in the flesh and blood of the other half of the body, turning it into a pulp.

This looks like Factory accident where an operator has fallen into heavy machinery.

Jenna immediately had a strong Danger Premonition, but before she could react, the Parts that made up her mechanical body, along with flesh and blood, suddenly pounced on her.

Amidst the sounds of cracking and creaking, she became a Mirror, shattering into pieces.

Nearly ten meters away from the Underground River, Jenna's figure was quickly outlined.

Without turning her head, carrying the Grayish-White Cloth Bag in her hand and the "Bloodsucker’s Arrow" stuck in her chest, she sped around the rock wall and fled to the ground.

Behind her, the sounds of metal scraping and colliding continued, but they couldn't catch up, and the noise gradually subsided.

Finally, Jenna heard a series of crisp sounds as a large number of Metal Parts fell to the ground.

She breathed a sigh of relief and slowed her pace slightly.

Only after running all the way to the Underground Trier, where the street names were displayed, did Jenna calm down and quickly remove the "Bloodsucker’s Arrow" from her chest.

She was already showing signs of weakness due to blood loss.

But she was extremely glad that she had been cautious enough not to remove the Obsidian Broken Arrow stuck in the Monks's chest after he Past fallen unconscious, but instead carried it with her during the search.

If it weren't for this, she might not have had time to use the Mystical Item again before being caught up by the seemingly alive mechanical body.

As Jenna tried to orient herself and find the underground Market Avenue, she recalled her recent experience, feeling a sense of dread that the terrifying stories and horrific abilities Franca and Charles had told her were finally becoming reality.

The part of the Monks that had undergone Mechanical Modification actually Mutation, exhibiting a state of coming to life!

And the resurrected machines are devouring human flesh and blood!

This is the true nature of the Mysticism World, where extraordinary abilities are accompanied by unimaginable dangers... Jenna turned into the underground Market Avenue and walked towards the stairs connecting to the surface.

At the same time, she began to suspect that the strange Monks and Evil Hidden Cave she and Franca had seen in the Deep Valley Quarry were connected to the impending Calamity.

Once the stone door closed completely and the dark Tunnel became deathly silent again, Franca left her hiding place, remaining Invisibility, and returned to the surface.

She repeatedly recalled the scene she had just witnessed, searching for the source of the familiarity she felt from the ever- Change, thin white mist.

Just as she was about to give up and use "Magic Mirror Divination" or "Dream Divination" to get the answer, she finally remembered:

When she and Jenna killed the Warlock -dressed man who had given the strange information about the Deep Valley Monastery Underground, and they "Spiritism" him on the spot, a similar mist appeared in the Mirror!

The opponent's exploded Corpse turned into a blood mist, exhibiting the same characteristics, only in a different color!

"As '007' of the book says, when the ' Purifier ' tracked them to Deep Valley Town, the target group had already moved, and even the items on the Altar had been taken away. Only traces of Vocabulary remained on some Paper at the scene..."

"Those Vocabulary are Albert Goncourt, Underground, Riot, and time... Albert Goncourt is one of the leaders of the Carbonari... This... matches the three Oil Lamps I just saw! The Iron and Blood Cross Order is cooperating with the Carbonari, brewing a Riot, and even involving some Monks from the Deep Valley Monastery?"

"Hiss, could that item Gardner Martin had smuggled into Trier through ' Rat ' Christo be something the Carbonari wanted?"

"It's not far behind that stone door, which is why my Ancient Silver Mirror reacted?"

Franca gradually pieced things together.

She felt it was necessary to report this matter, even though it had nothing to do with the most urgent task of finding the "Hostel," but the problem seemed quite serious, and if it were to escalate, it would be another Calamity. She wanted to prevent it as much as possible.

The next second, Franca fell into deep thought:

Should we report to the "Tarot Club," the Witch Sect, or go directly to the authorities through "007"?

She made her decision quickly:

Children make choices; adults want it all!

The only thing to be careful about is that the "report" should not be confused.

After waking from his dream, Lumian slowly sat up and surveyed his surroundings.

There was no sign of the "Magician" Lady making a move, nor did she follow Gabriel to pinpoint the "Hostel" location.

"The ' Magician ' Lady didn't notice that Gabriel was using Dream to warn me to escape Trier? Impossible! This Lady could freely enter and exit my Dream back in Cordou Village, and she's the nemesis of those special Monster. Even though Buwal's Corpse didn't attack and was in an untouchable state, she still dragged it away..." Lumian got out of bed, full of doubt, and paced back and forth in the Curtained Room.

He also didn't think that the "Magician" Lady wasn't watching; she should have been able to observe from a great distance and wouldn't have needed to specifically come to the vicinity of the Breeze Ballroom.

The insight gained from being a "Conspirer" made Lumian increasingly aware that the Dream he had just experienced had a strange quality:

The fact that Gabriel could communicate with her without the "Magician" Lady's knowledge suggests that there's something special about the Gabriel" or the " Hostel "!

Considering that he was only Sequence 6 and that there was much he didn't know or had the right to know about Mysticism knowledge, Lumian didn't waste time speculating on his own. He sat down at his Desk, took out Paper and Pen and pen, and began writing a letter.

Because of the "Doll" Messenger's preferences, he returned to the Golden Rooster Inn before mailing the letter and patiently awaited a reply.

Before long, the "Magician" Lady gave the answer:

I haven't found any evidence that Gabriel is influencing your Dream.

The initial considerations are:

"You have some kind of close connection with the ' Hostel '."

Do I have some kind of close connection with "Hostel"? Upon reaching the end, Lumian felt a jolt of fear, as if someone had poured a bucket of ice water over his head.

How is that possible?

When did I become so closely associated with "Hostel"?

Did Gabriel use this connection to evade Lady "Magician's" gaze and directly influence my Dream?

Lumian found Lady "Magician's" guess absurd, yet he couldn't help but analyze the possibilities.

As he was thinking, he suddenly remembered someone:

Maipe Mayer!

Suzanne Matisse's Lover, a marginalized Core Member of the Bliss Society, and the former manager of the Old Dovecage Theater who claims he wants to return to the Market District to do something!

"What did Maple Meyer do secretly in the Market District that led to my close connection with ' The Hostel '?"

"He wants to prove himself, and I'm definitely one of his targets... Is his plan to build a close connection between me and the ' Hostel ' and then detonate it at a crucial moment?"

"How did he do that? I had no idea I was so closely connected with the ' Hostel '..." Lumian subconsciously looked down at his left chest.

He suspected that Termiboros inside agent, had helped in this matter.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been completely oblivious to anything amiss.

While Lumian was surprised and astonished, he did not panic; instead, he felt a sense of joy.

I wonder if I can use my close connection with the "Hostel" to find that place...

Then I'll be able to meet the Samson Family, and they'll be bringing along several Major Arcana...

Just as Lumian had this thought and was about to write to the "Magician" Lady, he heard two very light footsteps approaching his room.

Knock, knock, knock, there was a gentle knock on the door of room 207.

Lumian opened the door and, unsurprisingly, saw Franca and Jenna.

One of them was wearing a flashy Lady’s shirt, and the other was dressed as Women mercenary; both of them had rather solemn expressions.

"We've made important progress." Franca felt it necessary to discuss this with Lumian before writing the report.

"You also made some important gains?" Lumian paused for a moment, then pointed to the ceiling:

"Call Anthony over too."

Nearly fifteen minutes later, in Room 207, Golden Rooster Inn, Franca and Jenna finished recounting their experiences, omitting the details of the Witch Sect and Will.

Lumian's brows furrowed as he listened.

Some Monks at the Deep Valley Monastery are suspected of being connected to the "Hostel" and the impending Calamity?

That's an important Monastery of the Church of the "God of Steam and Machinery"!

Recalling that the Sacred Heart Monastery of the Church of the Eternal Blazing Sun also seemed to be in trouble, Lumian couldn't help but raise his hand to rub his temple:

Are both major Church no longer reliable?

Can Trier still be saved? Does it even Future?