Chapter 155

Breeze Cabaret, in front of that white spherical statue composed of countless skulls.

Lu Mian stopped here and looked at the inscription written in Intis for a few seconds—"They sleep here, waiting for the arrival of happiness and hope."

He withdrew his gaze and walked toward the entrance.

Two thugs wearing white shirts and black jackets turned their bodies at the same time and greeted him quite respectfully:

"Good morning, Charles."

They had already heard the rumors of this young man killing Margot and severely injuring Wilson within just a few days, and they also knew he had joined the Savages.

"Good morning, my cabbages." Lu Mian responded with a smile using a "term of endearment" from the Dariège region.

There weren't many people in the Breeze Cabaret yet; the waiters were tidying up the chairs and cleaning the floor, unhurried.

Lu Mian was just about to look for Louis, whom he had met before—after all, such a small matter didn't need to disturb Baron Brignard—when he saw Misiri, who had followed him before, sitting at the bar.

Misiri was still wearing that duckbill cap and was drinking a glass of rye beer.

Lu Mian walked over with a smile.

Misiri sensed someone approaching and habitually swept a glance with the corner of his eye.

Suddenly, his whole body stiffened, as if he had been frozen there.

The next second, he jumped off the high stool, turned to Lu Mian, and piled on an obsequious smile:

"Good morning, Charles."

Misiri had also heard the news of Charles finishing off Margot and throwing Wilson directly down from the fourth floor of the "Golden Rooster Hotel."

This made him extremely glad that after being caught following Charles before, he hadn't stubbornly held out to the end; otherwise, given the other party's style of doing things, he would 100% already be buried in some corner of underground Trier.

This was a truly ruthless person; he killed when he said he would kill, and threw you downstairs when he said he would, without a moment's hesitation!

Lu Mian smiled:

"Just calling me Charles doesn't seem respectful enough, does it?"

Successfully seeing Misiri's complexion turn pale, Lu Mian added:

"I wonder when I will be able to be called Sir Charles."

This was both a joke and a subtle indication that he wanted to "work hard," "strive upward," and become a leader of the Savages as soon as possible.

"Soon, soon." Misiri accompanied him with a smile.

His real thought in his heart was: As long as you are willing, I can call you Sir right now, just like how the Baron isn't a real Baron either; that is more of a nickname and a self-proclaimed title.

Lu Mian sat down in front of the bar and patted the high stool next to him:

"Sit down, there's something I want to ask you."

Misiri sat down quickly and pointed to the rye beer in front of him:

"Would you like a glass?"

"I'll have a 'Ranger'." Lu Mian was not at all polite.

"Ranger" referred to orange-pomegranate flavored beer, which was two full Ricks more expensive than rye beer.

Misiri felt a slight pang of heartache, but he still shouted to the bartender:

"A glass of 'Ranger'."

Then, he turned his head and smiled at Lu Mian:

"What do you want to ask?"

Lu Mian waited until that large glass of orange-colored beer was pushed in front of him before he opened his mouth to ask:

"How did you join our Savages?"

"I am a Savage." Misiri pointed to his face, which had already been stained with a bit of wind and frost. "I came to Trier originally wanting to find a job, but the fellow townsman who provided me with a place to stay had long since joined the Savages."

The Savages were initially established by Savages working as laborers, waiters, and peddlers in the Honest Market District. They had a fierce character, dared to fight and struggle, and did not fear sacrifice, quickly gaining a territory. Later, as the Savages developed and grew, they also recruited people from other provinces and locals of Trier, but the backbone members mostly still came from the Savage Province.

Nodding slightly, Lu Mian continued to ask:

"Is Baron Brignard the boss of the entire Savages?"

"No." Misiri looked at Lu Mian with a stunned gaze.

He chose to join even without understanding the basic situation of our Savages?

And he even killed Margot and severely injured Wilson for our Savages!

Lu Mian took a sip of the orange-pomegranate flavored beer and said with a smile:

"I always thought Baron Brignard was our boss. With his style, his manner, and his strength, how could he not be the boss?"

Misiri listened in terror, only wanting to reach out and cover Charles's mouth.

Can these words be said in such a public place?

If that person heard this, his attitude toward the Baron would definitely change!

Misiri quickly explained:

"The Baron is mainly responsible for the Breeze Cabaret, Market Avenue, and usury matters. Similar to him, there is also 'Rat' Christo, who manages the smuggling business; 'Giant' Simon, who manages those few cabarets on Nightingale Street; 'Red Boots' Franca, who manages White Coat Street; and 'Blood Palm' Black, who manages half of the Honest Market.

"Above them, there is also a real boss, but I don't know who it is, and I haven't seen them."

Speaking of this, Misiri lowered his voice:

"I only heard that he is a proper businessman, a member of the Savage Chamber of Commerce, and his business is quite large."

A member of the Savage Chamber of Commerce? It sounds like the Savage Chamber of Commerce supported such a gang to facilitate handling some unspeakable matters and to guard against attacks from competitors... Lu Mian combined what he had seen and heard while wandering, Aurora's occasional remarks, and the books, magazines, and newspapers at home, and had a certain guess.

At this moment, hearing that Charles had arrived at the Breeze Cabaret, Louis, who had originally been following Baron Brignard, hurried downstairs and headed straight for the bar.

He was truly worried that that extremely bold country boy would cause some trouble again!

Seeing Lu Mian chatting with Misiri, he sat down on the other side and tentatively asked, pretending to be casual:

"Coming to the Breeze Cabaret so early?"

"There's something I want to ask you for help with." Lu Mian revealed a smile.

This smile made Louis, whose forehead still had traces of bruises, tremble in his heart:

"What is it?"

Seeing that they seemed to be talking about serious business, Misiri found an excuse, took his glass of rye beer, left the bar, and turned to a place closer to the dance floor.

Lu Mian withdrew his gaze and said slowly:

"Help me get lizard eyes, stones from an eagle's nest, and a snake's poison sac."

He did not say all the materials needed for the "Art of Prophecy," intending to obtain them from several places.

"What do you want these things for?" Louis felt that those three items were rather evil and bizarre as soon as he heard them.

Lu Mian laughed:

"Do you remember how Margot died?"

Louis's scalp went numb instantly, feeling that the other party was threatening him, and very successfully!

I really didn't mean to scare you this time... Lu Mian muttered to himself with a smile and said:

"I gave him a knife, and the knife was coated with poison."

"Right." Louis remembered the conversation between Charles and Baron Brignard at the time.

Lu Mian saw that this guy still didn't understand the real meaning he wanted to express and couldn't help but curse in his heart:

"How are you even stupider than Charlie?"

He sighed and said:

"Those things are for making another kind of poison."

"What do you want to do?" Louis almost stood up.

He suspected that this guy was going to cause trouble again.

"Self-defense." Lu Mian said concisely.

Louis couldn't find anything to blame him for, so he had to take a breath and say:

"I will have someone help you collect those three things."

He then repeated the names of the materials to avoid any mistakes.

Lu Mian confirmed it, took a sip of the "Ranger," and turned to ask:

"Have you heard of the 'Unique' cabaret?"

Louis looked at Lu Mian with a wary gaze and said:

"You'd better not provoke them. The owner of that cabaret, Timmons, seems to be friends with the police commissioner of the Observatory District, and there seems to be a mysterious organization behind him. Several people who wanted to blackmail them before all encountered very bizarre and terrifying things, and some even disappeared without a trace."

Every district in Trier has a police headquarters, managed by a police commissioner.

The full name of the police commissioner is Commissioner of the Trier Police Affairs Committee, led by the Minister of the Trier Police Department.

No wonder the Poison Sting Gang didn't dare ask Timmons for the debt... Lu Mian nodded thoughtfully.

Seeing that Louis was always worried that he wanted to cause trouble, he deliberately asked another question:

"What other leaders are there in the Poison Sting Gang at the same level as Margot, and who is their boss?"

What do you want to do? Louis almost blurted out.

Could it be that Charles wants to finish off all the powerhouses of the Poison Sting Gang?

Isn't this too delusional?

Louis tried hard to calm his state of mind and said:

"You don't need to know for now."

Lu Mian smiled, didn't ask any more questions, and drank the glass of "Ranger."

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Observatory District, near the catacombs.

Lu Mian found Osta Trul, who was sitting behind a bonfire.

He said with a mocking smile:

"You are the most dedicated person I have ever met."

Seven days a week, coming here every day to swindle people.

"I also want to go to the seaside to take a seawater bath, but I still owe so much money." It wasn't that Osta hadn't considered taking the steam train to leave Trier and not paying back the remaining debt, but before, when he had just arrived at the steam train station, he was blocked by people sent by Baron Brignard and beaten up severely.

This made him quite afraid of Baron Brignard's ability, and he didn't dare to make any similar attempts again.

"Help me collect some things." Lu Mian sat down and said directly, "There is a reward; I'll give you an extra 5 Vergold for each item."

Osta Trul's eyes lit up instantly:

"What do you want?"

"Lynx viscera, hyena tongue, stag bone marrow, any kind of lethal medicinal herb." Lu Mian said, looking at the bonfire.

"These are all quite hard to obtain." Osta tried to bargain.

He had already thought about going to a restaurant in the Observatory District that made game meat to ask.

Lu Mian didn't pay any attention to him at all and changed the subject:

"Where in Trier can one find a water monster?"

Osta thought for a moment and said:

"Near the catacombs toward the Selenzo River, there is an underground river, and from time to time people say they have encountered a water monster.

"They are also occasionally found along the Selenzo River, but they seem to be quickly dealt with by the 'Purifiers' or the 'Mechanical Heart'."

Lu Mian nodded:

"Do you know the 'Unique' cabaret?"

"I know it." Osta pointed upward. "It's on the old street next to Purgatory Square."

"1 Vergold, take me there." Lu Mian stood up.

He intended to go and take a look on-site, understand it, and if it didn't work out, he would just forget it.

Not long after, Osta led Lu Mian back to the surface, turned into the old street near the square, and stopped in front of a building with a strong sense of age.

That building was grayish-blue, retaining the style from before the Roselle era:

Triangular pediments, gabled roofs, and windows with lead-strip frames.

The "Unique" cabaret was located on the ground floor of that building, and the entrance was shaped like a huge mouth.

It was already afternoon, and a carriage stopped by the side of the road, from which three men and one woman stepped down.

They were all wearing dark short suits, approaching the "Unique" cabaret step by step.

When they were about to reach the entrance, the three men and one woman simultaneously took out a monocle and wore it on their right eye.

Seeing this scene, Lu Mian turned his head in confusion and looked at Osta.

Osta explained with a smile:

"This is the rule of the 'Unique' cabaret; those who want to enter must wear a short suit and a monocle."

(End of chapter)