Chapter 1049

Lu Mian took the paper and pen in front of Franca and said with a smile:

"It won't be too late to add the corresponding description after I truly become the protector of certain people and things. Anyway, every demigod can have many descriptions, just not all of them will be used."

He then wrote the last sentence of his honorific name on the surface of the paper with a pen:

"The Great Lu Mian Lee."

Then, he smiled at Franca and Jenna:

"The first sentence has to rub off on Mr. 'Fool's' rank."

As he spoke, he wrote down his first honorific name:

"Mr. 'Fool's' Chariot."

Without waiting for Jenna and Franca to speak, he joked about himself:

"The second sentence continues to rub off, rubbing off on '0-01's'."

"The proxy of the God of War?" Franca blurted out.

"No." Lu Mian shook his head, "Madam 'Magician' said before that the honorific name 'God of War' points to both '0-01' and the 'Red Angel' Medici. If I say I am the proxy of the God of War, He might laugh until His mouth can't close. Isn't this giving it to Him for nothing?"

"Change it, the proxy of the Master of War? Anyway, these will all point to '0-01'." Jenna offered her suggestion.

"I think it should be more conceptual to exclude the influence of the 'Red Angel' to the greatest extent." Lu Mian thought for a few seconds and wrote on the paper, "The proxy of chaos and war."

Seeing this description, Franca suddenly laughed:

"If you really want to rub off, you can continue to rub off. Let me count:

"'Blood Emperor's' successor, 'Great Mother's' son of god, friend of the 'Netherworld Taoist,' person at the top of the two paths of sacrifice and disaster...

"Tsk, forget these. If you really add them as your own honorific name, you might die on the spot."

"A room can't hold so many people." Lu Mian glanced at Franca and responded to her with an old joke.

Lu Mian, holding the pen, turned to say:

"I thought of the third sentence of my honorific name before I went to sleep."

"What is it?" Franca asked curiously.

Lu Mian didn't answer her and wrote down a description directly:

"The person of dual bodies cast by fire and frost."

"Person of dual bodies..." Jenna read the noun behind it and suddenly understood that this was preparing for Aurore's further resurrection, allowing the corresponding anchor to also point to her.

"Person of dual bodies, referring to both you and Aurore, and also referring to the female 'Witch,' the male 'Hunter,' and the self outside the mirror and the self inside the mirror. Wonderful!" Franca praised sincerely, "Fire and frost correspond to the abilities of 'Hunter' and 'Witch' respectively, and the casting of a person by fire and frost must be accompanied by intense pain. Without enough obsession and a tough will, one cannot support it. This also refers to your experience along the way to becoming your current appearance..."

As she spoke, Franca closed her mouth.

Then, she sighed with feigned vicissitudes, patted Lu Mian on the shoulder, and said:

"It will get better!"

"Yes." Jenna said full of hope.

"After reconciling with myself, my state is actually much better." Lu Mian smiled and looked at the paper on the table, "I want the fourth sentence to reflect the traits of my highest sequence so far and point out where I am different from the vast majority of Beyonders in the 'Witch' and 'Hunter' pathways."

"You have the ability to fuse two pathways, and the most representative one is 'Destructive Fire'." Franca thought for a moment and said, "And the most intuitive trait of the 'Unaging Witch' sequence is being unaging."

Lu Mian nodded slightly and wrote cautiously:

"The unaging Saint holding destruction?"

"'Holding' is better. Although 'holding' makes me think of a beautiful Witch with her hands stretched out, holding destructive black flames, 'The unaging Saint holding destruction' sounds better." Franca imagined the corresponding scene.

"That's fine too." Lu Mian adopted Franca's opinion.

Finally, his honorific name was determined as:

"Mr. 'Fool's' Chariot, the proxy of chaos and war, the person of dual bodies cast by fire and frost, the unaging Saint holding destruction, the Great Lu Mian Lee."

Putting away the pen, Lu Mian mocked himself:

"Suddenly thought of a hell joke, I can also add 'The protector of Cordu Village' to my honorific name."

Jenna and Franca looked at each other and both felt that Lu Mian's mental and spiritual state had indeed improved.

"Alright, I can summon Madam 'Justice's' messenger and tell her our two honorific names, and ask her to contact the Knowledge Church on our behalf, striving for an opportunity to go to the 'City of Exiles' in the near future. Hmm, only after the time is determined can I go borrow the 'Gift of the Land.' That sealed artifact is too dangerous, and I can only use it briefly." Lu Mian's second half of the sentence was said for Jenna to hear.

He knew that Jenna looked calm on the surface, but she was actually quite anxious inside.

Obviously, Jenna hoped to become a "Despair Witch" before Julian returned to Trier, and there was only one week left.

"Okay." Franca didn't delay.

After sending a letter to Madam "Justice" and Madam "Hermit" through the corresponding messengers, the three "Witches" waited for the reply that Madam "Justice" might have.

Franca looked at the window where the lights were coming on and said with some emotion:

"The scenery here is beautiful, and the environment is also very good, but I always feel a bit stuffy living here."

This luxury villa was just given to them by Madam "Justice" yesterday, which could be considered an incidental reward for the task of awakening Mr. "Fool."

Franca also moved her belongings, especially that small analysis machine, over and announced her return in the telegram group last night.

"Stuffy?" Jenna was a bit puzzled.

Franca smacked her lips and said:

"Maybe I'm not a person who likes to live in a villa area.

"I just like that there are many shops downstairs, many vendors gathering in the morning, but I have to sleep in a room far from the street to avoid affecting my sleep.

"If I want to eat something, I can go down and buy it at any time. When I have nothing to do, I can stand by the living room window, watch the children chasing and playing, watch how the vendors do business, watch what kind of stories the pedestrians will stage, and sometimes, I can even vaguely hear some gossip and rumors relying on a Beyonder's hearing..."

Franca's voice gradually lowered, as if she had sunk into such a scene.

After a few seconds, she sighed and smiled self-deprecatingly:

"It's also good to live here, at least I don't have to worry about affecting the innocent when fighting."

"With the ability range of the Saint level, it's difficult." Lu Mian reminded.

To this, Franca could only respond with a short interjection:

"Sigh..."

Not long after, Madam "Justice" sent them a message through the jellyfish-like messenger Ongra:

"At the earliest tomorrow, at the latest the day after tomorrow, there will be results from the communication with the Knowledge Church."

"Tomorrow or the day after..." Lu Mian nodded and smiled, "Then there's nothing to do for the time being, there's some free time."

He then left the bedroom and went down to the first floor.

Then, he walked into the study, took a few popular novels and a pile of recent newspapers and magazines, came to the living room, and flipped through them under the bright crystal gas chandelier, looking very leisurely.

"Why are you reading these?" Franca asked curiously.

Lu Mian didn't hide it and smiled with a slight sigh:

"The conversation with Mr. 'Fool' and the exchange during self-reconciliation made me figure out some things. Since the end of the road is already determined, it might be the apocalypse, or it might be the resurrection of Aurore, so on this journey, if there is indeed nothing urgent, then be good to yourself."

Yes, Lu Mian Lee also has the qualifications to enjoy life! The smile on Jenna's face bloomed bit by bit.

She stretched out her right hand to Lu Mian:

"Can I invite you to watch a play or opera tonight?"

"Okay." Lu Mian reached out and touched Jenna's hand.

Jenna turned to look at Franca:

"Can I invite you too?"

"Of course, I thought I was going by default." Franca wanted to smile, but it was very bright.

Jenna looked at Anthony, who was also reading a newspaper in the living room.

Anthony put down the newspaper, cleared his throat, and said:

"I won't go. I've been in the dream city for more than half a month, and I haven't contacted many of my intelligence channels in reality for a long time. I've already made an appointment with someone tonight."

"Okay." Jenna then said to Ludwig, who was waiting for the stew in the kitchen to be ready, "You must go."

Otherwise, no one would watch him!

Ludwig only raised one question:

"Is there anything to eat at the theater?"

"I can give you food similar to candy, just not the kind that makes noise when eating." Jenna said with a smile.

Franca said to Ludwig:

"You should indeed see more. Life isn't just about eating."

Ludwig looked at her, his eyes full of "I don't think so."

Speaking of eating, Franca suddenly became excited:

"Why don't we have hot pot tomorrow?"

"Does Trier have all the ingredients for hot pot base?" Jenna looked at Ludwig.

Without waiting for Ludwig to respond, Franca said quite happily:

"We can eat another version of hot pot, bone broth, it's not that complicated. Use garlic, Feynapotter chili, salt, and these to adjust the dipping sauce. It's equally delicious. If you want spicy, put spicy, if you don't want it, don't put it. Choose for yourself.

"Hmm, use pork big bones or beef bones to boil the soup base, put in a few common spices, and add mushrooms..."

Hearing this, Lu Mian, Anthony, and Jenna said in unison:

"Forget about the mushrooms!"

After discovering that their "opinions" were very consistent, the three of them suddenly laughed.

"Gurgle." Ludwig, who was made greedy by the talk, swallowed his saliva.

This made Franca laugh too.

Laughter echoed in the living room.

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When they came back from watching the opera, the night was already deep, and Franca walked back to her bedroom with light steps.

In a corner of the bedroom stood the small analysis machine connected to a mechanical typewriter and a radio transceiver.

"Chat for a while before sleeping." Franca walked to the front of the complex machine and whispered silently, "How should I tell '007' and the others that I am already a person with an honorific name without showing off?

"Right, summon Madam 'Hela's' messenger first and request a meeting in reality!"

(End of chapter)