Chapter 270

Hearing Termiboros's rhetorical question, Lu Mian was shocked.

He really hadn't suspected before that there was any problem with Flamant staying at the Golden Rooster Hotel for so long without being killed by the Monsuri ghost.

In Lu Mian's view, Flamant's direct relatives and wife had already been killed, and it was just a matter of time before it was his turn. According to the summary of what he saw when he flipped through the "Old Periodical Library" at the headquarters of "Psychic" magazine last time, there were cases where people were killed ten months after meeting the Monsuri ghost. Flamant's situation was rare, but definitely not unique.

After a moment, Lu Mian remembered an unusual detail in this matter:

Other victims were all killed by the Monsuri ghost within the same year, while Flamant met the Monsuri ghost last year and later spent the New Year under the protection of clergy.

Although it was less than a year from the time he met the Monsuri ghost to the time he left a suicide note and hanged himself, compared to other cases, this appeared to be a cross-year situation that had never happened before.

"Did this 'Earth Blood' ore protect Flamant, making the Monsuri ghost delay its action again and again, breaking its own habits?" Lu Mian pressed his voice and asked Termiboros again.

This was a true angel. Although perfectly sealed and unable to permeate power, just Its vision, knowledge, and status were enough for It to see through the truth of many things.

Termiboros replied with a magnificent, overlapping voice:

"It makes the Monsuri ghost fear and hate it, but it doesn't possess any power."

"For you, this might be a key."

"A key?" Lu Mian instantly had many associations, "A key to open a secret room somewhere in that Trier in the Fourth Epoch?"

Termiboros said with an unusually thick voice:

"You will definitely enter the Trier of the Fourth Epoch. There is your disaster and your opportunity there."

"Instead of waiting passively, it is better to explore actively and make fuller preparations based on the feedback from each exploration."

"Your intention is exposed too quickly, right?" Lu Mian couldn't help laughing, "Are you trying to make me die quickly? Then, with the help of the special underground, block the signal of the seal collapse to ensure that you can safely escape without being besieged?"

Thinking that even the "Shadow Tree" couldn't take root deeper in that Trier of the Fourth Epoch, Lu Mian had no interest in exploring the underground.

After speaking, without waiting for Termiboros to respond, he left the room and went to the nearest restroom to wash off the arcane makeup on his face.

After removing the hidden danger, Lu Mian sat at the wooden table and began to write a letter.

The matter of Flamant and the "Earth Blood" ore was clearly abnormal. He couldn't just believe whatever the evil god angel said. He had to ask the "Magician" lady for advice!

If his brain wasn't enough and he believed the words of the evil god angel completely, he would suffer a big loss sooner or later, and even pay with his own life!

Termiboros's voice rang again:

"Is that 'Magician,' that so-called 'Tarot Club,' really worth trusting?"

"They sealed me in your body instead of trying to kill me. I'm afraid they want to use you to do something bad."

"They threw you directly into Trier, the center of the storm, but they don't care about your situation and don't ask. Don't you think there's a problem? This definitely can't be explained by wanting to train you."

Lu Mian smiled, sighed, and said:

"Did you never deceive or instigate others before, purely relying on your own status and ability to achieve your goals?"

"Do you want me to buy a book called 'The Art of Persuasion' and flip through it every day for you to learn?"

"Let me tell you, I wouldn't fall for such a trick when I was in my early teens. Now, I know very well who I can rely on, who is a friend, who is an enemy, and who needs to be guarded against."

Termiboros didn't speak again, seemingly seriously considering whether to learn the art of language.

Lu Mian quickly wrote a letter to the "Magician" lady and handed it to the doll messenger he summoned, together with that "Earth Blood" ore.

Not long after, the "Magician" lady replied and returned that mineral specimen:

"I am glad you are vigilant enough not to believe Termiboros's words completely."

"But part of what It said is indeed correct. This ore itself doesn't possess power, it just contains some aura and characteristics of unknown origin that have mostly dissipated. It can't provide you with help, but I see that at some point in the future, it will bring you some encounters, which might be good or bad. It is currently in a very chaotic state, and I cannot give an accurate interpretation."

"The place where Termiboros deliberately misled you is that the corresponding encounter is not necessarily in that Trier of the Fourth Epoch, but might also be in other areas underground."

"Later, if you are ready and hope to see what kind of encounter it will be, then bring it with you every time you enter underground Trier. If you don't want to take risks yet, remember to leave it in your room."

"The matter of interpreting symbolic elements I mentioned last time has had a result. A friend said he is very good at this aspect. After he finishes his recent work, I will take you to see him..."

A crimson flame suddenly erupted from Lu Mian's hand holding the letter, burning the paper in his palm into ashes.

Combining the statements of the "Magician" lady and Termiboros, he truly believed that the "Earth Blood" ore in front of him could trigger some kind of mutation in a certain place in underground Trier. This might bring an adventure, or it might bury his life.

There is no need to take risks for now... Lu Mian muttered in his heart, having a clear enough understanding of his current strength.

After becoming a Sequence 7 "Pyromaniac," he no longer had any shortcomings in close combat or long-range attacks, whether it was hand-to-hand combat or using fire spells, and had truly detached from the category of ordinary people. But "Hunter" was clearly more inclined to conventional combat and lacked some more weird abilities and ways to deal with them. And underground Trier was famous for its weirdness in many areas!

Lu Mian planned to wait until he initially digested the "Pyromaniac" potion and could obtain the gift of "Contracted Person" before considering whether to take the "Earth Blood" ore for a spin based on the information about underground Trier collected by then.

It would be even better if he could make the "Shadow Tree Branch" into a magical artifact before then.

Collecting his thoughts, Lu Mian took the mineral specimen to White Coat Street and hid it in his safe house.

Taking advantage of the afternoon sun not yet fading, he flipped through Aurora's witchcraft notes, combined with Franca's teaching and his own experience of using fire spells, and analyzed sentence by sentence to find problems.

After more than an hour, Lu Mian saw the part about summoning spirit world creatures and signing contracts.

He suddenly remembered "White Paper," Aurora's contract creature "White Paper."

That fragile spirit world life could carry a certain ability of the contractor.

"I don't know if the contract between 'White Paper' and Aurora has been lifted. According to the content of the notes, except for holding the corresponding ritual, only the death of one of the parties can lift the contract."

"It's a pity that contract creatures can only be summoned by themselves and cannot be summoned by other people like messengers. Otherwise, I could use 'White Paper' to see if Aurora has... completely died..."

"Hmm... could there be information left by Aurora there?"

As Lu Mian thought, his train of thought suddenly turned to another problem he hadn't noticed before:

"Since Aurora would occasionally be clear-headed, cut the small blue book with me, piece together letters, and seek help from the official, and since her first reaction in the dream was to summon the messenger of 'Hela,' the vice president of the 'Curly-Haired Baboons Research Society,' to seek the other party's opinion, why didn't she summon that messenger when she was occasionally clear-headed and tell 'Hela' about the predicament she encountered?"

In the first reply letter 'Hela' gave me, she clearly had no understanding of the situation.

What restricted Aurora from making such an attempt?

Or, she did summon the messenger, and 'Hela' is lying!"

Lu Mian's eyes narrowed slightly. Lacking corresponding memories, he couldn't figure out which side the problem was on for the time being.

He didn't suspect "Hela" too much at the moment, thinking there were other reasons.

You know, "Hela's" messenger knew very well where he lived. If that lady was really involved in the Cordu Village matter and played some disgraceful role, she would definitely hope to kill the last "survivor" and not leave any hidden dangers. But all along, she not only didn't make any substantial attempts but also kindly provided knowledge and suggestions.

For a second, Lu Mian really wanted to write down the question just now and send it directly to "Hela" to see what kind of answer she would give, but he finally restrained his impulse, fearing that it would pierce the Emperor's new clothes and bring about bad developments.

He decided to talk to Franca first and listen to how this teammate who was in both the "Curly-Haired Baboons Research Society" and the "Tarot Club" evaluated "Hela."

If she felt "Hela" was worth trusting and had told her Major Arcana card about the Research Society, then Lu Mian would ask the "Magician" lady to pay attention to his side in advance and then write to ask "Hela."

He forcibly calmed his mood, continued to study Aurora's witchcraft notes, and didn't leave White Coat Street until evening, turning into Market Avenue and entering his own Breeze Dance Hall.

"Good evening, Boss!" Greetings came from all directions. Lu Mian nodded slightly, took Louis and Sakota, and went to the second floor.

Before he could sit down in the cafe, dance hall manager René came over.

This thin middle-aged man pressed his hand to his chest and bowed:

"Mr. Charles, Mr. Martin wants you to find him at Spring Street at ten o'clock tomorrow morning."

The boss is looking for me? Lu Mian was both surprised and happy.

He was surprised that Gardner Martin actually sent someone to find him when nothing had happened in the last few days, and happy that he had the opportunity to contact Gardner Martin more, thereby gaining his trust and joining the "Iron and Blood Cross Order."

(End of chapter)