Chapter 451

Child of God... Franca was startled, almost letting the double-barreled shotgun, which wasn't aiming at any target, go off.

She looked at Bronce and asked for confirmation:

"A child of the Primordial?"

Although her assessment period hadn't ended yet, she had passed the review and was considered a prospective member of the Witch Sect, so she naturally "knew" that this hidden organization believed in the god "Primordial Witch," usually referring to her with terms like "Primordial."

Bronce nodded slowly:

"As far as I know, yes."

The "Primordial Witch" once gave birth to a child? Franca asked with difficulty-concealed curiosity:

"Who is Crismanna's father?"

"I don't know." Bronce warned Franca, "This is not something we should understand."

This is a scandal at the god level... Franca muttered silently and introduced the topic to the main purpose of her coming to Chayot Town today:

"Has the art dealer Delilah, who was disguised by Beatrice Ankur, returned from the Feynapotter Kingdom? Where does she live?"

"Why are you asking this?" Bronce was quite vigilant.

In her eyes, Franca Roland and her lovers were very powerful and dangerous Beyonders, only Jenna, who lived with the other party, was relatively ordinary.

Franca laughed:

"Yesterday, I helped Shar take revenge and captured a follower of an evil god who believes in Fate. From him, I learned that many gifted followers in Trier have gone to a certain place, which is very mysterious and strange.

"Combined with some details he confessed, we suspect that the 'Hostel' written on the note on Beatrice's body is the destination of the gifted followers of evil gods. We want to find Delilah to confirm whether the note was for her or for Beatrice."

Hearing Franca speak of followers of evil gods and gifted followers of evil gods, Bronce was very uncomfortable:

In the occult world, the "Primordial Witch" has also always been considered an evil god.

Of course, they, these followers of the Primordial, all believe that the one they believe in is a true god who has been squeezed out, and is a sufficiently hidden existence.

After Franca finished speaking, Bronce answered directly:

"You don't need to go find that art dealer. After we discovered that the High Priestess of the 'Joyful Society' and another core member had disappeared, we waited patiently for Delilah to return according to the content of the note.

"She told us that she didn't know what a 'Hostel' was, nor had she bought any works from any painter living in a hotel.

"After our confirmation, this is true."

Franca said with some toothache and annoyance:

"It really was a note for Beatrice... From that note, Beatrice knew where the 'Hostel' was, otherwise, it would be impossible to go take that painting within three days.

"If we had searched the target's corpse thoroughly first, and then 'spirit-channeled'..."

Speaking to this point, Franca paused.

She felt that there were traces of fate's teasing in this matter.

Fate seemed to be letting the intelligence of the "Hostel" not leak out.

Is it the power of Fate at work, or the evil god pathway that Shar mentioned before, using death to break away from the original fate? Is the intelligence of the "Hostel" destined not to leak? Franca's thoughts raced, feeling more and more that there was an abnormal aura in that matter.

Bronce had a rare opportunity and immediately hit Franca:

"Aren't you guys very experienced? You actually 'spirit-channeled' without thoroughly searching the target's corpse. One hour after death is the golden time; don't be so anxious."

Franca wanted to explain that this matter might have been teased by fate, but after thinking about it, she decided not to do so.

Why should she remind Bronce and let her learn a lesson?

Isn't it good to let her maintain a state of lack of experience? Maybe she could use it in the future!

Franca then looked at Bronce and said with a "tsk tsk":

"Little mouth babbling..."

Before she finished speaking, she smiled and reached out her right hand, gently gripping the other party's chin:

"I can not participate in your joyful party, but I want to accept your 'assessment.'

"Do you want to try?"

Bronce subconsciously reached out, opened Franca's right palm, and took a step back:

"If you behave like a normal woman, I can assess you, but now..."

Her meaning was that the current Franca was like a dissolute man, a dandy who believes in Dandyism.

"Mouth is really hard," Franca sneered, saying words that made Bronce strange but understandable.

She picked up the double-barreled shotgun and walked leisurely into the forest, no longer communicating with Bronce.

…………

Boulevard District, 19 Shell Street, at the bottom of that luxurious off-white building.

Lu Mian met Mr. K again in the basement, who was wearing a black robe and a wide hood.

He had already reported the situation of the evil god cult being abnormally quiet to this superior before, and Mr. K had confirmed this situation after a period of investigation and collection of relevant information.

Today, Lu Mian mainly talked about the prophecy of Bouvard's corpse and his own associations, with the situation of the "Sinner" organization attached.

He described the information provided by Ms. "Magician" as Bouvard's confession, saying that he had seen a painting with strange power at Voisin Sanson's place.

Finally, Lu Mian took out the "Eye of Mysticism":

"Mr. K, was this magical artifact also contaminated by the gift of the 'Hostel' pathway?"

Mr. K stood in front of the red-backed chair and said in a low, hoarse voice:

"Wait a moment."

He clapped his hands gently, letting the waiter outside the door come in, and explained some things in a whisper.

During the process of waiting for the waiter to return, Mr. K remained silent, and not a sound was heard in the entire basement.

This made Lu Mian a bit embarrassed, and he could only mutter in his heart:

"Say something, talk about your faith, can't let me stand here foolishly alone..."

Of course, Lu Mian knew very well that Mr. K definitely didn't have nothing to do, having to create an awkward silence. He might be listening to the voice of the god, listening to unknown information.

Not long after, the waiter returned, holding an oil painting about half a meter high and nearly seventy centimeters wide.

On the oil painting, a dark forest was smeared, setting off the green grass illuminated by sunlight in the middle.

On the grass was a white area made by a scraper, looking closely, it seemed to be a human figure.

Mr. K finally made a sound:

"Discovered together with the 'Eye of Mysticism,' besides that chaotic oil painting with unclear meaning that could significantly affect the spirit, there was also this work hanging on the wall.

"It should have been a portrait, but when we saw it, that person was no longer on it, only the scenery remained."

Walked out of the painting? Lu Mian was shocked, remembering the example Ms. "Magician" had given.

He hadn't told Mr. K any of those, after all, Bouvard didn't seem to know that much.

"An abnormality occurred at the time, causing the person in the portrait to disappear?" Lu Mian asked tentatively.

Mr. K's hooded head nodded slowly:

"Perhaps it came to life and left this painting on its own.

"It might be the source of that Beyonder's mutation."

The "Aurora Order" really knows quite a bit... Lu Mian evaluated sincerely:

"Strange power, creepy phenomenon."

Mr. K added in a hoarse voice:

"We once screened painters with a certain reputation in Trier and found that except for a few who had gone completely mad or even died long ago without anyone knowing, the others were relatively normal, just having situations of abusing mental drugs and relying on alcoholic beverages.

"Combined with other gains, we determined that it's not that painters are easy to become gifted followers of evil gods of that pathway and gain corresponding power, but that gifted followers of evil gods of that pathway will gain the ability to paint and naturally become painters. But only a very small part of them take painting as a profession, and the remaining majority are hidden in the crowd, painting their own things without promoting them to the outside."

"Sequence name, 'Painter'?" Lu Mian asked thoughtfully.

This fits the power characteristics very well.

"God says, yes," Mr. K answered with a devout and fanatical tone.

Lu Mian immediately lowered his head:

"What else does the Lord teach us?"

"God says, 'Hostel' houses foreign travelers," Mr. K was very satisfied with Lu Mian's attitude.

Foreign travelers? Travelers from outside the barrier? Lu Mian's spirit tightened, becoming more focused.

But Mr. K didn't convey any more oracles, and the revelation of the god seemed to be just this much.

Mr. K's hoarse voice revealed a bit of solemnity:

"Next, the most important thing for us is to find that 'Hostel'."

Without waiting for Lu Mian to respond, he paced twice and said:

"The number of evil god incidents we deal with is always less than those who occupy official positions. They might know more.

"In this matter, it's not convenient for me to come forward, but you can try to see if you can obtain intelligence from them through other channels."

The "Aurora Order" even wants to cooperate with the official to prevent this disaster? No, not necessarily to prevent the disaster, just simply not wanting those evil gods to succeed, and for this, they can lower their status slightly and use the official... Lu Mian muttered silently and promised solemnly.

…………

Market District, Dole Street, on the roof of Apartment 17.

Jenna, who had disguised herself to cover her charm, met Imre and Valentine.

She looked at the green trees standing by the street below and said to the two "Purifiers":

"There is important intelligence."

Valentine's expression sank:

"What intelligence?"

He had originally been worried about this "Assassin" asking about the main ingredients of the "Witch" potion, but now he had entered a working state.

Jenna said truthfully:

"I received news that some people suspected of believing in evil gods have gone to a place called 'Hostel'."

She didn't mention the situation of the followers of evil gods being abnormally quiet. After the help of "007," this had already become a consensus among official Beyonders in Trier. The information Jenna was asked to pay attention to included clues in this regard.

"Hostel..." Imre, who had some South Continent blood, frowned slightly.

Such a reaction... Jenna keenly sensed it and raised a question:

"Do you know what 'Hostel' represents?"

Imre and Valentine looked at each other, both revealing quite difficult expressions.

They didn't really want to let Cheria Bell know about relevant matters, but if they didn't speak at all, it would be difficult for the other party to continue helping them collect clues. After all, one always needs to know a little bit to be clear about which information needs to be paid attention to.

After a moment, Imre organized his language and said:

"Our colleague once heard the term 'Hostel' from a strange creature."

ps: Asking for monthly tickets for the last day~

(End of chapter)