The rational Franca

Faced with Franca's "questioning," Lumian raised an eyebrow and said, "I have something very important to tell you."

Franca looked Lumian up and down suspiciously, unsure whether he was playing a prank or had actually discovered something again.

If it's the latter, isn't that frequency too high?

This morning I completed the initial exploration of the "Blue Avenger," obtaining the "Witch of Despair" Potion Formula, the "Sword of Courage" (equivalent to a Level 1 Sealed Artifact), and the Corpse Oil Candle, which has a unique and potentially crucial effect. I gained some very important information. Will I have any other gains this afternoon?

Franca ultimately chose to believe Lumian, after all, this guy had repeatedly demonstrated his jinx-like nature.

She stepped aside, allowing Lumian to enter the living room.

"What exactly happened?" Franca asked gravely as she closed the door.

Lumian stood by the window, his back to the outside, and said with a serious expression, "Do you remember Mr. ' The Hanged Man's ' description of Harrison?"

"I remember, it might appear in places closely associated with forces like darkness, death, Twilight, and Decay." Franca, affected by the somewhat oppressive atmosphere, didn't reply with something like, "I don't have amnesia; I forgot what I said this morning by the afternoon."

Lumian nodded and said, "I happened to have some free time, so I went to the Catacombs and ran into the Catacombs Administrator of the ' Samaritan Woman Spring ' area. He told me that an Outsider had tried to approach the spring but was stopped by him, and that Outsider's appearance was quite different from the people of the Northern Continent's countries..."

Franca was initially confused, then instinctively trembled and blurted out, "Harrison? The East face that Jenna and I met was Harrison?"

She was instantly reminded of her experience exploring the "Chrismona Night Pillar" with Jenna.

In her haste, she used "East face" to replace the more complex description of "looking different from the people of the Northern Continent".

"Very likely." Lumian nodded slowly.

Franca paused for a moment, then said, "Resurrection Island... Resurrection Island!"

Her lake-blue eyes suddenly sparkled, filled with excitement and anticipation.

She asked, seeking validation, "Will Resurrection Island be the point where two worlds meet?"

"Even if it isn't, it should still be closely related to your world." Lumian didn't dampen Franca's enthusiasm.

Franca paced back and forth excitedly a few times, then burst into a wail:

How come I didn't recognize him back then?

Why didn't they catch him?

"Now we don't know where he went, and we can't even find a starting point to look for him!"

"The Church of the Eternal Blazing Sun is so inefficient! There's not a single response!"

After Franca finished wailing and venting her negative emotions, Lumian calmly said, "You can't blame '007' for being inefficient. Harrison might not even be in Trier anymore."

"Hmm," Franca said thoughtfully, "I'll announce this at the Society, so that members from different areas will be on the lookout for anyone resembling Harrison."

Just as Lumian was about to give some advice and reminders, Franca muttered to herself, "I'll tell them not to look for that island until they find Harrison and get detailed information about Resurrection Island. It's too dangerous."

"Yes, if you find Harrison, don't rush to acknowledge him, and don't take action. Pretend you didn't see him, and immediately inform Master Gandalf, Lady Hella, and us, who are capable of handling this matter..."

Lumian listened attentively, then praised in a Provocation tone:

I thought you'd get so excited you'd lose your mind.

"But I didn't expect that you, who usually seem so careless and not very thoughtful, could be so considerate at such a crucial moment."

Undeterred, Franca said with a hint of Provocation, "What do you call that? You call it Lü Duan's clear-headedness in important matters!"

"If I have to use my brain when I need to, and I also have to use my brain when I'm relaxing, then what's the point of relaxing?"

There is some truth in what he said... Lumian asked in confusion, "Who is Lu Duan?"

"No need to know me!" Franca replied decisively.

Lumian roughly knew the reason, so he didn't ask any further questions. He nodded and said, "I'll reveal this at the gathering in a couple of days."

Franca hummed in agreement.

Suddenly, the excitement, joy, and anticipation on her face vanished.

Her body trembled slightly.

"What's wrong?" Lumian asked with concern.

Franca pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "I look forward to the truth and the possibilities of the Future, but I'm also afraid that they won't be what I expect."

"I'm scared, I'm scared that it's an answer I can't face."

After saying that, Franca seemed to lose all her strength and reached out to support herself on the windowsill.

Lumian didn't comfort Franca; his eyes revealed the same emotion the "Magician" Lady had shown him.

mercy.

He was also terrified, afraid that the hope of Resurrection he so desperately sought was just an unattainable Phantom.

After a while, Lumian looked at Franca and said, "Would you like some wine?"

"Okay," Franca replied with a complicated smile, "I'll forget all my troubles once I'm drunk."

"Tsk, sure enough, the best way to comfort a brother is to drink together."

Two days later.

As agreed, Franca found the "Black Witch" Clarisse at a hunting ground on the edge of the East Lonyay Forest.

This Half-God- level Witch no longer wore her black Court Long Dress, but instead changed into a darker Hunting Attire, with a black hat covering her long hair, making her both heroic and clean-cut.

Compared to her previous melancholic beauty, Lady. Clarisse now possesses a different kind of beauty, equally alluring and equally wonderful... Franca gazed at the "Black Witch" with admiration, suppressing her instinctive desires, and recounted in detail the information about the "Person in the Mirror" reported by "007".

Clarisse nodded slightly and, with a bright smile, took a wooden, brownish-red briefcase from the horse's back.

"This is your reward." The "Black Witch" handed the box to Franca.

Franca didn't stand on ceremony. While thanking her, she unlocked the metal clasp and opened the small wooden suitcase.

The suitcase's interior was divided into several sections by crystal-clear ice blocks that showed no signs of melting. Frozen inside were a bat's head with colorful markings, a gallbladder flowing with blood and green juice, a forked tail covered with smooth, Evil scales, and two kinds of dark red blood in Glass Bottle.

"The Main Ingredient and most of the Auxiliary Ingredient for ' Pain ' are here. If you're not ready to advance, don't try to destroy the ice I created. That will only cause the carrier to be infected with different diseases again and again, and gradually die," the "Black Witch" reminded Franca.

"Thank you, Lady." Franca quickly counted what Auxiliary Ingredient were still needed.

The only missing ingredient is the fairly common Blue Zhen Eucalyptus.

"The Black Witch" Clarisse then said, "You are very efficient and productive. Perhaps in another year or two, you will be able to attempt to open the Door of Divinity. However, at that time, we will no longer reward you with the ' Despair ' Potion Formula and its Main Ingredient and Auxiliary Ingredient. We will inform you of the advancement Ritual in advance, and once you are ready and close to completing the Ritual, we will directly give you the ' Despair ' Potion."

"Is this to prevent the formula for High-Sequence Potion from being leaked?" Franca asked, seemingly enlightened.

The "Black Witch" nodded:

"Once you are qualified to have a color prefixed to your title, you will have true access to High-Sequence Potion Formula and some of the Sect's Concealment."

I also wanted to get the "Witch of Unaging" Potion Formula from you, but without becoming an "Witch of Unaging," I probably can't be given the title... No problem, I can find out about the Ritual beforehand and see how evil it is... Franca didn't hide her expectant expression.

She then steered the conversation back to the investigation of "Person in the Mirror":

"Lady, to what extent do we need to investigate the ' Person in the Mirror '? Is it enough to thwart their scheme and eliminate those who escaped the Special Mirror World?"

"We probably won't be able to truly enter that Special Mirror World and destroy their leader and the foundation of their existence without the Fourth Epoch Trier Seal, will we?"

Franca was probing the Witch Sect's true purpose regarding the "Person in the Mirror" incident, hoping to deduce the state and thoughts of the "Primordial Witch."

Clarisse glanced at her and said with a bright smile, "Let's do what we can first."

"Once you advance to ' Pain ', we'll tell you some things."

Only by becoming the "Witch of Pain" can one enter the core of the Witch Sect and be qualified to learn some things. Franca was both happy and somewhat apprehensive about getting closer to the secrets of the Witch Sect and being able to complete her mission.

Late Night, in an underground Quarry Cavern in Underground Trier.

Angoulême de François, wearing a brown wool coat, a gold Brooch, and carrying a Carbide Lamp, entered the area Slumber in darkness.

His right sleeve was rolled up, and a glass syringe with some murky white liquid was inserted into the crook of his arm.

He was followed by four or five "Purifier," all with similar syringes on their arms.

Surrounded by the "Purifier" were four tall Iron Gray Steam Robot, which were responsible for carrying an object that was more than two meters long and one and a half meters wide.

The surface of the item was covered with a layer of red flannel cloth, revealing no details whatsoever.

Angoulême stopped in the middle of the Quarry's Cavern, pressed his hand down, and signaled to his teammates to stop as well.

His teammates then had the four Iron Gray Steam Robot put the items they were carrying down to the ground.

As the flannel cover was lifted, an exquisite, classically styled Bed came into view of Angoulême and the others.

They both felt tired, found the bed very comfortable, and wanted to lie down and get a good night's sleep.

Angoulême quickly looked away, using the hand that held the Carbide Lamp to push the syringe, injecting some more of the liquid into his body.

As the other "Purifier" performed the same actions, a figure dressed in a black Nun's Habit's habit suddenly emerged from the other side of the Quarry Cavern.