Chapter 620

Regarding Franca's request, Naporedesli shook his head gently:

"You can request the god you worship to witness when signing the contract, but I don't want other people to be present."

Speaking of this, Naporedesli laughed:

"I am a devil and need to be careful, lest I become someone else's prey."

Can you chant a god's name as a witness when signing a contract? Whether it was Franca or Lu Mian, they were a bit moved at this moment.

If they were ordinary Beyonders, worshipping the "Eternal Blazing Sun" or the "God of Steam and Machinery," then simply chanting a god's name to witness a contract wouldn't have a substantive effect; it would be more of a psychological comfort. After all, in the absence of a ritual, true gods rarely cast their gaze toward reality, toward ordinary Beyonders, or toward such trivial matters.

But Lu Mian and Franca, as Minor Arcana card holders of the "Tarot Club," followed the great existence Mr. "Fool." Even if they just chanted His name, they would receive a certain amount of attention.

Franca was moved, thinking about whether to make such a deal with a devil under the gaze of Mr. "Fool" to exchange for benefits she couldn't usually obtain.

Naporedesli emphasized again:

"This is a fair deal, there is no coercion. It's like this for you, and it's like this for me. If you insist that there must be a powerful witness on the scene, then I choose to give up."

Lu Mian was just about to say that maybe they could try, when Termiboros's grand, layered voice suddenly sounded in his ears:

"You had better not agree.

"Don't even have a false verbal agreement."

Lu Mian was stunned, not expecting Termiboros, this angel of fate, to remind him on this matter.

He was shocked, too busy to think about what Termiboros's intentions were, and first filtered every move and his own mental state since Naporedesli appeared through his mind.

Lu Mian was increasingly shocked as he thought about it, because he and Franca's initial plan was to "teleport" away immediately and find help, then it turned into listening to what Naporedesli wanted to say and seeing if there was anything they could use, then it slowly developed into maybe they could consider the deal, but it must be witnessed by Ms. "Judgment," this powerful "Arbitrator," and now, to achieve the deal, they could even do without a witness, just hoping to ensure their own safety by chanting a god's name.

Step-by-step concessions, bit-by-bit changes... This is very similar to the step-by-step fall and the soul slowly rotting and finally falling into the abyss that Naporedesli said before... It also said that devils are not only devils of the body but also devils of the heart... Lu Mian quickly sobered up, feeling that he and Franca might have been influenced by Naporedesli without knowing it. This was quite close to the guidance of a "Spectator" and could also be discovered through the self-examination method taught by Anthony.

Seeing that Franca could still barely control her excitement in this state, turned her head to look at him, seeking consistency in pace, Lu Mian's thoughts raced, he hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, and said to Naporedesli:

"I can do without a witness, but I must confirm one thing first."

"What thing?" Naporedesli's temperament was cold, but his attitude was quite peaceful.

Lu Mian nodded at Franca, signaling that the follow-up would be left to him.

Franca silently "Hmm"ed, indicating no problem.

Lu Mian then said to Naporedesli:

"I must confirm the name you are using now, that is, the name that will be used in the contract later, is your true name."

He deliberately didn't chant the noun "Naporedesli" to avoid potential risks.

Naporedesli showed a thoughtful expression, and it was only after several seconds that he said:

"Alright.

"As a devil, I don't like but appreciate such caution of yours."

Lu Mian maintained the state of hooked corners of his mouth:

"The way to confirm is 'Magic Mirror Divination,' a complete 'Magic Mirror Divination.' We will set up a ritual and seek an answer from a hidden existence.

"You know, my friend is a 'Witch,' and she is very good at this."

While speaking, Lu Mian pointed at Franca.

Indeed... indeed should confirm whether "Naporedesli" is this devil's true name, otherwise the deal is a joke... Franca was suddenly alert, feeling that she had been too eager to reach the deal just now and had ignored many details that might have problems.

Naporedesli thought for a moment and said:

"Alright, but I must watch from within the 'Spirituality Wall' where the ritual is held.

"This is a devil's caution. We are worried that you will use the opportunity of 'Magic Mirror Divination' to report the situation to some natural enemies of devils."

"No problem," Lu Mian said with a bright smile, "To complete the 'Magic Mirror Divination,' I want you to write your true name on this sticky note, and then bring the ancient notebook from the opposite room, using them together as a medium for divination."

Naporedesli had enough understanding of a complete "Magic Mirror Divination" and responded with a smile:

"No problem."

He stood up, left his seat, took the sticky note from Lu Mian's hand, and used the fountain pen Flores carried to write down the complex word whose pronunciation was "Naporedesli," but which didn't belong to any language.

Then, this self-proclaimed devil's strange creature walked back to the apartment Flores rented and brought the ancient notebook along with the paper strip here.

Lu Mian had already simply set up the ritual, placing three candles and a mirror on the table where nothing was placed.

And before Naporedesli returned, Franca had already leaned to his side and asked in a whisper:

"Common 'Magic Mirror Divination' targets?"

Lu Mian shook his head, indicating no, and then lightly spat out a word:

"Him."

A simple male personal pronoun.

Franca's pupils suddenly dilated, and she understood with tacit understanding who Lu Mian was referring to.

What this represented went without saying!

After Naporedesli handed the ancient notebook to her, Franca laughed as if happy:

"A devil should be a high-level divine creature. I definitely wouldn't dare to be careless. I plan to request an answer from a relatively special existence. During the ritual, it's inevitable that I need my companion's assistance. I hope you can understand some of the things you will see next. If you are not willing, then we will give up this deal."

She didn't say it too firmly, making the "give up the deal" option look more like a negotiation strategy.

Naporedesli laughed:

"No problem, I have seen too many special rituals."

The meaning he hid was that if your ritual really had problems, I would be able to see it the first time.

Franca sanctified the ritual silver dagger and created a "Spirituality Wall," while Lu Mian placed the ancient notebook and the sticky note with the true name signed on it in front of the lit candles and mirror, using a small amount of Gardner Martin's blood rich in spirituality to draw several complex, strange symbols.

Naporedesli looked at those symbols from a distance of several meters and whispered in his mouth:

"Seeking the guidance of fate... asking an existence in this domain?"

Lu Mian took the opportunity to turn his body and asked:

"What method can be used to lift Sarah's infatuation with Flores?"

Naporedesli smiled meaningfully:

"Either both parties die, or obtain my consent."

After completing the preparatory work for the ritual, Franca took two steps back, looked at the three burning candles, looked at the palm-sized dressing mirror, and chanted the honorific name in ancient Hermes:

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

After hearing this description, Naporedesli's expression changed instantly.

His face took on a cold look, and his eyes showed undisguised coldness and cruelty.

His pupils were about to reflect Lu Mian and Franca's black-haired, green-eyed figures and detonate their desires and emotions, but he discovered that faint gray fog was permeating the surroundings, making the two targets blurry and difficult to lock onto.

Lu Mian gripped Franca's forearm.

This represented that the two people in the ritual were one in occult terms.

Of course, the prerequisite was that the original ritual host did not resist.

Lu Mian took over the position of the ritual host and chanted the following two paragraphs:

"The mysterious ruler above the gray fog, the King of Yellow and Black who holds good luck..."

The gray fog surged more obviously, and Naporedesli, who was controlling Flores's body, became increasingly sinister.

He tried to rush out of the altar and break the "Spirituality Wall," but was blocked back by the gray fog.

Lu Mian stepped forward two steps, brought the sticky note with the true name written on it to the candle representing the ritual host, lit it, shook it three times, and sprinkled the ashes on the ancient notebook.

After finishing these arrangements, Lu Mian chanted in a low voice:

"I pray for your help;

"Pray for you to drive away the creature named Naporedesli..."

Naporedesli, controlling Flores's body, opened his mouth and let out a sharp whistle.

At the same time, a babble full of filth, corruption, and evilness echoed in Lu Mian and Franca's ears. Each word seemed to be able to damage their hearts, mutate their bodies, and corrupt their souls.

But under the protection of the ritual for the host and the layer-by-layer isolation of the gray fog, those words seemed to come from the edge of the sky. Even if Lu Mian and Franca focused on listening, they couldn't hear the specific content.

Amidst the faint whistling, pitch-black gas emerged from Flores's body, quickly fading.

The surface of the pitch-black gas highlighted human faces one after another. They constantly opened and closed their mouths, cursing Lu Mian and Franca crazily, but finally dissolved uncontrollably into the gray fog.

In just a few seconds, the pitch-black gas disappeared completely, and Flores's complexion and temperament returned to normal.

"Ghost-Driving Technique"!

A few days later, Lu Mian used the "Ghost-Driving Technique" again!

In his view, Naporedesli, whose main body didn't know where it was hiding and had quietly infiltrated its aura to control Flores, was no different from a vengeful spirit or evil spirit possessing someone.

The most surprising thing to him was that the name Naporedesli was actually effective!

Of course, if this wasn't the other party's true name, if the "Ghost-Driving Technique" was ineffective against Naporedesli, after chanting Mr. "Fool's" complete honorific name, Lu Mian could also scare away the devil by relying on the permeation of the gray fog and the gaze of the great existence.

This time, the one responding to him wasn't the Mr. "Fool" seal on his chest, but directly that great existence!

Lu Mian tried his best to smile and said to Franca:

"This guy is not as good as the invisible divine child of the 'Great Mother'."

Although Naporedesli's crazy curse before "leaving" still affected his desires and emotions, forcing him to endure it bitterly with the "Ascetic's" ability, it was still not as good as the invisible divine child, which could partially penetrate the gray fog's protection of the ritual host and directly create an effect like "mental piercing" again and again.

Franca didn't answer, staring blankly at the dressing mirror that was serving as a prop.

Inside the mirror, faint mist permeated, and a figure was vaguely seen walking from afar.

PS: Happy New Year, wish everyone health and happiness~

(End of chapter)