Chapter 317: Anxious Termiboros

A coincidence? Lu Mian didn't think this was a coincidence at all.

In the vast and layered underground Trier, accidentally encountering others indeed couldn't be called an abnormality. Such things weren't many, but they weren't rare either. After all, quarry police, smugglers, cave adventurers, mineral researchers, wandering university students, secret organization members, wanted criminals, gang thugs, evil god believers, and anti-government armed forces were active here. But in such a large dark world, the probability of encountering someone he happened to know was almost zero.

This wasn't like the time he saved Jenna, where Lu Mian had tracked the scent all the way.

Lu Mian's spirit tightened instantly. Looking at Monit who had put on the monocle, he forced a smile:

"Yeah, what a coincidence."

With one hand tucked into his pocket, he echoed while posing to put away the candles and materials on the stone, wanting to make the other party believe that he had already completed the ritual and could leave at any time, having no value worth destroying or coveting.

Monit pinched the monocle in his right eye socket, waved his hand with a smile, and said:

"See you on the ground."

After saying this, he turned his body, left the entrance of the mine cave, and his footsteps gradually moved away.

This made Lu Mian a bit stunned.

He just left?

Could it really be a chance encounter?

Looking at his appearance, he is very familiar with underground Trier and must have come here many times. He should be very clear that in this kind of dark and dead place, rashly breaking into a place with people and light easily stimulates the other party and causes unnecessary conflicts...

Even if he felt suspicious about the appearance of a stranger in the quarry hollow on his path, he should have chosen to lurk and approach to observe secretly, rather than being so indifferent and directly "visiting"...

He has enough confidence in his own strength?

It couldn't just be to scare me!

As Lu Mian's thoughts raced, he withdrew his gaze from the entrance of the quarry hollow and cast it toward the candles and materials placed on the stone.

He hesitated whether to continue the ritual of praying for gifts.

At this time, the layered voice of Termiboros echoed in Lu Mian's body:

"You'd better change places."

Uh... Lu Mian was startled, and inexplicably felt that Termiboros's tone revealed a trace of anxiety and worry.

It was very unobvious, as if it existed or not, making Lu Mian suspect whether he had made a misjudgment.

This was the first time he discovered that this Angel of Fate had emotional fluctuations.

Before, no matter how he mocked and provoked, Termiboros would at most remain silent and not answer.

And something that could make an Angel anxious and worried certainly wasn't simple!

While his heart beat faster involuntarily, Lu Mian blurted out:

"Is that person just now very dangerous?"

"He himself isn't dangerous, but he gives me a dangerous feeling." Termiboros really answered.

This further confirmed Lu Mian's guess:

This Angel had sensed a certain problem from fate, a problem that could threaten Him!

"Why, despite not being powerful enough, does he give you a dangerous feeling? What exactly does that person want to do?" Lu Mian asked further.

Termiboros's tone returned to normal, and he said with a thick voice:

"I am sealed and can only sense the outside world through you. I cannot obtain enough information.

"If you want to know the answers to these two questions, you must first find a way to weaken the seal."

Do I look like a fool to you? I even suspect that your anxiety and worry just now were faked to create pressure and intimidate me... However, based on Termiboros's previous performance, even if there was no progress, He shouldn't have exposed His true purpose so quickly... Monit's appearance was indeed too coincidental, and his behavior was also weird. It's better to avoid him. It's better to believe his danger level is high than to underestimate him... Lu Mian quickly packed up the items on the stone, carried the calcium carbide lamp, and left this quarry hollow.

Relying on the part of the underground Trier map he had remembered from Gardner Martin, he detoured closer to the Memorial Hall District and went a few meters deeper underground, finding another dead and dark quarry hollow. He did at least three counter-surveillance measures along the way.

Phew... Lu Mian looked around, breathed a sigh of relief, put down the calcium carbide lamp, and placed the candles and materials for the ritual on a half-meter-high stone that was relatively flat.

Suddenly, he felt something move in the darkness at the edge of the quarry.

Hiss... Lu Mian's heart tightened again, and he carefully grabbed the calcium carbide lamp, casting light toward that place.

The yellowish light dyed with a hint of blue shone, and a black rat blocked by rubble entered Lu Mian's eyes.

The rat didn't hide in a panic because of the light, but stood there quietly, waiting for a few seconds before turning slowly and drilling into a small hole at the bottom of the rock wall.

For some reason, Lu Mian always felt that the rat's right eye was a circle larger than the left.

Carrying the calcium carbide lamp, his spirit tightened again involuntarily, and his body was ready to go as he asked in a low voice:

"Termiboros, is there a problem here too?"

Termiboros's voice echoed in Lu Mian's body, with a grand momentum:

"You'd better pray to that 'Fool' immediately, pray for the protection of an Angel, and then move to another place."

This, is the problem that serious? Lu Mian's pupils dilated suddenly, and he took out another candle, quickly setting up an altar.

He wasn't worried that this was Termiboros taking the opportunity to induce him to make the wrong choice. After all, praying to Mr. Fool was his last resort, which was beneficial and harmless to him.

And from another angle, being able to force an Angel of Fate to seek the protection of "The Fool," although indirectly, was enough to show that the current situation was very wrong. Once it erupted, the danger would be unimaginable!

In an extreme state, Lu Mian only used ten seconds to set up the candles, sanctify the dagger, and create a "Wall of Spirituality" that could only surround himself and the altar.

Then, he lit the three candles in order from god to man, from left to right, and dripped essential oil and pure dew.

In the hazy light and thin mist, Lu Mian exhaled and chanted solemnly:

"The Fool that doesn't belong to this era;

"Mysterious ruler above the gray fog;

"King of Yellow and Black who holds good luck.

"I pray for your favor;

"Pray for your gaze;

"I pray for your protection..."

As the ritual progressed, Lu Mian fell into the thin gray fog, the itching of flesh and blood, and the slowness of thinking again, and once again saw the twelve-winged Angel composed purely of light descend from the infinite heights and embrace him.

As those pairs of light wings closed and disappeared, Lu Mian suddenly recovered his sobriety. While checking his own state, he packed up the items in the altar and quickly left this mine cave.

He walked toward the underground closer to the Market District, habitually doing counter-surveillance again.

Nearly twenty minutes later, according to the map, Lu Mian found another quarry hollow that was both hidden and relatively safe.

He turned in, checked it once, and asked in a low voice:

"Termiboros, is there a problem here?"

"Not at the moment." Termiboros replied.

Lu Mian closed his eyes, and his spirit relaxed a lot.

He immediately thought about a question:

Should he return to the ground, wait for a period of time for the abnormality to disappear, and then find another hidden place to hold the ritual of praying for gifts, or should he take advantage of the Angel's protection from Mr. Fool on his body, seize the opportunity to temporarily get rid of the abnormality, and hurry to be promoted to "Contractee"?

According to Lu Mian's style of doing things, he was willing to take a risk. Anyway, it would be the same next time. After all, he couldn't confirm whether the abnormality had truly disappeared and needed to consult the opinion of a high-level person.

Since that was the case, why not ask now!

Lu Mian set up an altar again. This time, he didn't seek protection, nor did he pray for gifts, but summoned Ms. Magician's messenger.

The "doll" messenger wearing a pale gold small skirt quickly appeared on the gloomy blue candle flame.

It looked at Lu Mian and said not too happily:

"This isn't a good place."

After saying this, it took away the letter Lu Mian had just written quickly.

On it, he simply mentioned Monit's performance and Termiboros's reaction, and asked whether he could hold the ritual of praying for gifts now.

On this matter, Lu Mian played a little trick. He only asked "can" or "cannot," and didn't directly ask Ms. Magician to provide protection.

—The price of asking a demigod to take action was too expensive. Lu Mian felt that he couldn't afford it now, so it was better to use the way of asking to attract her gaze.

Of course, if there really was no other way, he would also try it. Being in debt was better than dying. Slowly paying it back, there would always be a day when it was paid off, or the person had already passed away and didn't need to pay it back anymore.

This isn't a good place... Does it refer to this quarry hollow, or the entire underground Trier? Lu Mian pondered the messenger's words just now.

Not long after, the "doll" messenger brought a reply:

"This is a big trouble."

Ms. Magician's first sentence made Lu Mian's eyelids jump.

"Of course, the problem hasn't reached such a serious level yet, at least I haven't discovered that the greatest one has returned to this world.

"What needs to be determined now is His true purpose. From Termiboros's reaction, I suspect it is aimed at Him, but that one is very good at hiding His own purpose. This might just be a fake appearance deliberately created, with the purpose of misleading us or another one.

"There shouldn't be any abnormalities now and for a period of time in the future. After you adjust your state, you can hold the ritual of praying for gifts."

He? Is that an Angel? Is the one who showed malice through Monit an Angel? Lu Mian couldn't help but hiss, and a strong feeling of lingering fear surged in his heart.

This also reminded him of the specialness of the "Different" cabaret, suspecting that if he really went to collect the debt, he might face a large number of Angelic attendants!

Seeing that Ms. Magician's judgment on the current situation was consistent with Termiboros, Lu Mian calmed his mood and changed the altar.

Soon, he gazed at the two gray-white candles representing the power of fate and himself, and in the complex smell mixed with gray amber perfume, he took a step back and chanted in a low voice:

"Power of Fate!