Chapter 496: Stolen

The dark clouds above Trier had already dispersed, and the crimson moonlight spilled into every corner of the city, reflecting the accumulated water that reached the calves.

Lumian and Fors appeared on the edge of the rooftop of an unknown building, in front of them was "Magician" floating in the void and a pile of items, and to the side were Jenna and Anthony, who seemed to be surrounded by dim glass, their eyes looking at who knows where.

Without waiting for Lumian to ask, "Magician" said with quite a bit of emotion:

"Medici has become the Angel of Kings again.

"The greatest conspirator who could be called the strongest for a very long time has returned."

"The 'Red Angel' who once followed the 'Ancient Sun God' and died at the hands of the 'Blood Emperor,' Medici?" Lumian was both surprised and not so surprised.

Involving the secrets of the Sauron family and the Fourth Epoch Trier, how could that angel of the "Hunter" pathway not participate?

The existence of Albus Medici was proof!

Lumian had previously thought that the hidden nature of the "Hostel Ritual" and the forced advancement meant "Red Angel" didn't have time to exert influence. Now it seemed He was the biggest winner.

"Magician" was still quite relaxed, laughed, and said:

"You don't need to add that second half of the sentence. It makes you look like you're provoking Him, especially since you have the 'Blood Emperor's' aura mark on your right hand."

Fors had heard Lumian mention the situation of the Medici family and asked curiously:

"What did that 'Red Angel' do?"

As she spoke, she glanced at Jenna and Anthony, discovering that they were neither listening to the conversation between the two of them and "Magician" nor looking this way, seemingly in another world.

Behind her, the accumulated water on the rooftop was slowly decreasing, and there was a constant splashing sound from the drain.

"Magician" sighed:

"When the angel of the Einhorn family, the powerhouses of the 'Iron and Blood Cross Order,' and the special power within the Fourth Epoch Trier were about to kill the out-of-control Vermonda Sauron, He accurately grasped the timing, ended the entire battle, and obtained that Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristic.

"The blood-colored sky and white fire rain you saw were the changes brought about by Him becoming the Angel of Kings again in the Fourth Epoch Trier."

So that's how it was... Lumian recalled the situation just now and had an intuitive understanding of the terror and power of an Angel of Kings.

At this time, his feet had no shoes or socks, because he had been transferred to the painting world while sleeping, and what he wore afterward were all drawn, which obviously couldn't be maintained for too long.

He asked thoughtfully:

"Was that screaming giant the out-of-control Vermonda Sauron?"

No wonder just the roar almost made them lose consciousness. Fortunately, Mr. "Fool's" gray fog provided protection.

"Yes, Vermonda Sauron losing control and entering the sealed underground was the beginning of the Sauron family's decline. Although there are still questions about many details, the general situation is considered clear."

The angel of the Einhorn family... Was one of the main goals of Eloise Einhorn and the "Iron and Blood Cross Order" to open the seal, hunt the out-of-control Vermonda Sauron, and obtain that Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristic? Lumian nodded slightly, asking uncertainly:

"Did these powerhouses all enter the Fourth Epoch Trier through the 'Hostel Ritual'?"

"Most of them entered through the leakage point in the basement of the Breeze Dance Hall opened by the 'Hostel Ritual.' The one from the Einhorn family entered from the leakage point deep in the underground palace of the Red Swan Castle, but it was also equivalent to utilizing the chain reaction produced by the 'Hostel Ritual.' As for how 'Red Angel' entered, I don't know yet." "Magician's" expression became serious. "But there is reason to believe that the 'Hostel Ritual' was planned by 'Red Angel' Himself. He utilized the 'Iron and Blood Cross Order,' utilized Gardner Martin. He is worthy of being the one who once taught and looked after Amon."

Lumian listened and suddenly understood, feeling that many details had more reasonable explanations.

Fors's emotions became quite complicated.

"Magician" looked at the two and said comfortingly:

"But no matter what, our actions caused the 'Hostel Ritual' to be brought forward hastily, reducing the damage this plan caused to Trier. In the entire Market District, the only ones who suffered calamity were a few night watchmen at the Honest Man Market, Rist Wharf, and other places. The rest of the areas only had some soldiers die, overall mainly economic losses. This shows that our efforts were still valuable."

Speaking of this, she laughed at herself and looked up at the sky:

"The only thing we didn't anticipate was that They actually cooperated."

They... Lumian and Fors muttered in their hearts.

They really wanted to know who cooperated with "Red Angel," but "Magician" clearly didn't intend to say.

This lady cast her gaze toward the silver-white full-body armor floating beside her, Gardner Martin's remains, and the items Jenna had dropped again during the battle, smiling and saying:

"I will help you deal with the corresponding pollution and provide specific usage information, which counts as an additional reward for this mission.

"Hmm, I suggest leaving the pollution on that bone flute alone for now. It can bring it very unique effects. Anyway, with Gardner Martin's Beyonder characteristic, you won't need Philip's anymore, and your own specialty can effectively reduce the bone flute's negative effects."

The latter sentence was said while looking at Lumian.

After seeing Lumian nod, "Magician" continued:

"This wooden box is a type of 'Dark Box.' It can't be applied in battle, but it can solve many problems that violence can't in special scenarios. I will write the detailed situation into data and have the messenger send it over.

"That mirror fragment left by the Gardner in the mirror is closely related to the special mirror world within the Fourth Epoch Trier. My intuition tells me it might involve the current state of the 'Primordial Witch.'

"This armor is also somewhat special. Carrying it will bring some encounters. Hehe, have you ever thought about becoming a four- or five-meter-tall beautiful woman or a handsome young man?"

After introducing the basic information of the different items in a teasing way, "Magician" nodded slightly:

"After I handle them, I will send them back along with the data, and attach a formal reward.

"'Seven of Wands,' you have to leave Trier for a while. The mission of the 'Iron and Blood Cross Order' is considered to have come to an end. The only thing you need to do is tell that gentleman. I believe he can understand and will accept it."

Lumian thought about how the two consecutive disasters in Trier were related to him and said "Hmm":

"That's what I was thinking too. I plan to track the remaining members of the 'Fool's Day'."

"Magician" then looked at Fors:

"What you do afterward depends on how the Witch Sect reacts. Remember to report to your Major Arcana card when the time comes."

After waiting for Fors to respond, she glanced at Anthony and Jenna's direction:

"After the aftermath passes, you ask them if they want to draw a Minor Arcana card and become members of the Tarot Club. If they don't want to, don't force them. I will have them keep the secret."

"Become your Minor Arcana cards?" Fors asked quite happily.

"Magician" smiled:

"Not necessarily. It depends on the arrangement of fate."

She then said to Lumian:

"You don't need to rush to leave. You can hide and wait for a few days. For now, go back to the Golden Rooster Hotel first. I see a fate encounter waiting for you there."

A fate encounter? Lumian was very puzzled, but he could see that "Magician" didn't want to explain what it was specifically, or perhaps she only saw that such a thing existed and didn't see the detailed situation.

The next second, "Magician" and the items around her were surrounded by starlight and disappeared into the high sky.

"Truly dreamy..." Fors praised sincerely.

She then turned her head and said thoughtfully to Lumian:

"Do you think 'Magician' might be the 'Star Angel' in the church's scriptures?"

"No way..." Lumian subconsciously retorted, then fell into deep thought.

…………

Chaos Street, Golden Rooster Hotel.

Lumian had just walked to the second floor when he saw a figure squatting at his door.

That was a seven- or eight-year-old boy with baby fat, an honest temperament, and a dark red schoolbag on his back.

Ludwig? Baron Brignard's monster foster son? Lumian frowned slightly and walked over:

"Do you have something to do?"

Ludwig, with yellow hair and brown eyes, stood up with a "swish" and said with full craving:

"Can you help me leave Trier? I don't want to stay in the Knowledge Church anymore, don't want to be managed by Brignard anymore, don't want to write homework and take exams anymore. I can give you a reward!"

"Reward?" Lumian raised an eyebrow.

Is this the fate encounter "Magician" spoke of?

Ludwig nodded heavily:

"Yes."

He quickly took off the dark red hard schoolbag he had been carrying, opened it, and pulled out a stack of papers:

"This is what I stole—no, took—from the Knowledge Church."

Lumian reached out to take it, his gaze sweeping over the first page:

"Number: 01."

"Name: God-Fallen Flag, Salinger Blood Flag."

"Danger Level: '0', very dangerous, highest priority, highest confidentiality, cannot be inquired about, cannot be spread, cannot be described, cannot be peeked at."

Data on a "0" level sealed artifact? And it's "0-01"! Lumian's forehead and eyelids jumped at the same time.

He knew that the church had sealed many magical items with greater harm and serious negative effects, divided into four levels, among which "3" was the lowest and "0" was the highest. "1" level often meant it could threaten saints and bring about very great disasters. One could imagine "0" level.

Lumian suddenly raised his head and looked at Ludwig, discovering that this little boy had an imploring expression and no other abnormalities.

He lowered his head again and read the content behind quickly:

"Confidentiality Level: Only the messenger of God can understand."

"Sealing Method: Place in an underground mausoleum, place a large number of soldier puppets, build a cemetery with more than a million corpses above it, and supplement it with a real city with a population of more than 100,000. The specific implementation method and ritual layout are..."

"Description: This is a scorched flag. The flagpole is iron-black metal, and the flag surface has a large number of dangerous blood spots.

"…… Beyonders above Sequence 5 cannot approach. Warning, Beyonders above Sequence 5 cannot approach!

"…… The experimental personnel responsible for changing the soldier puppets must cover their eyes and carry a lantern... If the lantern goes out, the experimental personnel will disappear directly, and everyone who knows him will simultaneously believe that he died long ago... If the eyes are not covered, the one who leaves the mausoleum will be a monster just like him...

"…… The city of exile on the ground, Morora, often encounters extreme weather, including but not limited to hurricanes, heavy rain, earthquakes, volcanic eruptions...

"…… There were originally no volcanoes in the area around Morora...

"…… The residents of Morora are abnormally combative, with multiple duels involving death or injury occurring every day, and protests and riots occurring more than six times a year...

"…… The residents of Morora have no thought of leaving this city, at any time..."

"…… According to some ancient classics, it has witnessed the fall of at least two True Gods..."

Damn it, is this something I can look at? Lumian became more and more frightened as he read.

He looked at Ludwig in shock and suspicion, asking again:

"Did you really steal this?"

Is this data that can be stolen casually?

Ludwig, in the form of a child, wanted to refute that it wasn't stealing but taking, but in the end, he nodded honestly:

"Yes."

Lumian frowned as he looked at this little boy and fell into deep silence.

(End of volume)

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