Chapter 657

The one Lu Mian picked up was exactly the dossier of the tragedy in Tizamo town at the end of last year.

Its definition of the whole thing was that a certain gentleman and his servant who went to Tizamo town to hunt went deep into the primitive jungle and did something, angering a large primitive tribe there. The other party organized a large group of people, raided Tizamo town that night, killed many people, including that gentleman and his servant, including several Patrol Force members responsible for Tizamo town, and including a large number of innocent people.

Subsequently, General Queralir sent reinforcements to garrison there, and that primitive tribe retreated deep into the jungle.

There are really quite a few powerful tribes in the primitive jungles of the Southern Continent, and their strength is also very strong... After reading the dossier, Lu Mian sighed with emotion.

This can also be considered one of the characteristics of the Southern Continent, a historical problem left over from the Balam Empire period.

—Those ancient empires might have had many strong people at the upper levels and a large number of middle and low-sequence Beyonders, but due to limitations in technical means, population scale, and number of characteristics, the places that could be effectively managed were limited to cities with excellent geographical environments and towns and villages built around these cities, fertile plains, and grasslands and valleys. They couldn't go deep into places like primitive jungles and deep mountains where natural conditions weren't good enough, and thus lacked the corresponding motivation to clear them out.

By the time the Northern Continent countries invaded, the Balam Empire split, and the remaining countries were destroyed or replaced, many resistance fighters also retreated into these places, making the primitive jungles and deep mountains even more dangerous.

By comparison, after Emperor Roselle started the Industrial Revolution, there were fewer and fewer similar situations in the Northern Continent. Currently, only some might remain among the mountains in the central and southern regions.

"Just looking at the dossier, there are no traces of the 'April Fool's Day' pranks, nor are there any signs of devils..." Lu Mian put down the dossier in his hand and picked up others.

He was looking for words like "dream" and "festival."

—The "Dream Festival" that "Siso" said before he died was composed of the two words "dream" and "festival."

It's a pity that the Patrol Force had only been established for six or seven years, and there were no records of problems in Tizamo town before that. And in these six or seven years, everything that happened in Tizamo town didn't involve dreams and festivals.

Lu Mian wasn't disappointed. He put down these dossiers and said to Camus:

"Can I copy a full set?"

"No problem." Camus knew that Louis Berry was going to summon the "Knowledge Rabbit" again.

At this time, Reyasa brought another Patrol Force member in and placed a small but heavy cloth bag in front of Lu Mian.

"Your bounty, confirm it." Reyasa said in Tuthan.

Lu Mian lifted the cloth bag and poured everything inside onto the table.

There were banknotes from Intis and a large number of gold coins. Lu Mian counted them slightly and indicated there was no problem.

After Reyasa and the other Patrol Force member left, Lu Mian turned his head to look at Camus and pushed the cloth bag over with a smile.

"You..." Camus's eyes widened abruptly, and he asked hesitantly.

Lu Mian responded with a smile:

"I said, I will give up the official bounty."

"But I haven't done anything yet..." Camus said politely subconsciously.

Lu Mian gave a "Hehe" laugh:

"The information you provided is very important, but you need to share this money with Colobo.

"Also, help me do one thing."

This money is intelligence fees and compensation made based on the danger we endured... Camus held down the cloth bag and asked:

"What thing?"

"Help me find a few people who were born and raised in Tizamo town and are currently living in Port Pilos. Also, find a few who have been to Tizamo town many times but have nothing to do with that place, and bring them to where I live one by one." Lu Mian put forward the request.

Camus listened carefully and breathed a sigh of relief quietly:

"No problem."

This matter is simple!

Returning to the Aurelia Hotel, Lu Mian had just laid out the dossiers copied by the "Knowledge Rabbit" in the room, preparing to read them in detail, when he heard the doorbell ring.

In the sound of ding-dang, Lugano ran over with small steps to open the door.

Soon, he shouted loudly:

"Boss, Mr. Ivelista wants to visit you."

Ivelista? That Ivelista who lives on the eighteenth basement level, has many living corpse servants, and is suspected of being a "Wraith"? He came to find me? Lu Mian raised an eyebrow, put away the dossiers, and walked out of the master bedroom.

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Trier, Memorial Hall District.

Inside the apartment rented by Franca and Jenna.

After sending Anthony away, Franca walked back to the master bedroom and seriously thought about her progress in digesting the "Pleasure" potion.

Although she knew very well that Lu Mian's situation was just a special case—normally, how could one digest a potion so quickly, and how could one advance to Sequence 5 in half a year—she was still stimulated.

This was a kind of loss and frustration brought about by being surpassed in seven months after contacting Lu Mian with the mentality of an older sister—no, older brother—providing shelter.

She also wanted to advance to Sequence 5 early and become a "Pain Witch."

Actually, she had already surpassed most Witches in digesting the "Pleasure" potion and had also gained good results in exploring other meanings and symbols of "Pleasure." Originally, she didn't need to be so urgent, but who told her there was a guy around her whose advancement speed was simply perverted!

"Sigh, have to find a partner for pleasure. 'Pleasure' in the normal sense and 'Pleasure' in a larger extension, both are needed and cannot be missing. Only then can it be digested faster. This is like the left foot and the right foot; both must exert force to walk, can't keep hopping on one leg..." Franca's thinking was very clear, but she just didn't know how to cut in. "Sigh, but how can I open my mouth... Really ask Bronse and her lovers for help?"

As Franca paced back and forth, she suddenly heard the bedroom door being knocked.

Jenna? Franca stopped, turned her body, and looked at the door:

"Please come in."

At the door was Jenna, who had changed into home clothes and was wearing a white fluffy long skirt.

"Why are you suddenly so polite?" Franca asked, feeling a bit uncomfortable.

Jenna was amused:

"Fuck! I've always been polite, okay? It's just that you didn't close the door much before, only closing it when sleeping at night. How could I knock?"

After finishing, Jenna showed an annoyed expression.

She calmed her emotions and outlined a smile:

"Are you worrying about the digestion of the 'Pleasure' potion, and are you lacking a partner for digestion?"

"Yeah, but I said before..." Franca tried to defend herself.

Jenna interrupted her words:

"How about me?"

"Ah?" Franca was stunned instantly.

She suspected she had auditory hallucinations.

A charming smile appeared on Jenna's clear face, just like when she was active as the flamboyant woman "Little Bitch."

She lifted the hair hanging from her ear and said with a smile:

"Didn't you tell the 'Witch of Black' that we are lovers?

"Then why not find me to digest the 'Pleasure' potion?"

"But, but..." Franca's head was a bit dazed, "Why do you want to do this?"

Jenna walked toward Franca step by step, maintaining the seductive smile just now:

"I want to experience pleasure, and I will also become pleasure in the future."

The surprise came too suddenly and turned into a shock. Franca examined Jenna seriously, suspecting if she had suddenly encountered any influence.

Until Jenna stopped in front of her and the familiar fragrance entered her nose, Franca suddenly woke up and blurted out:

"Are you trying to help me?

"Are you trying to help me in this regard because I have long lacked a partner to digest 'Pleasure'?"

Jenna stopped and laughed softly:

"That's one reason."

She raised her head slightly, examined Franca's face, and praised sincerely:

"You are really beautiful..."

Franca fell silent for a moment and asked seriously:

"Then do you like me?"

"Like, yeah." Jenna answered without hesitation. Her eyes flowed, and she said with a faint smile, "You are so cheerful, so interesting, have a good personality, and are charming. How could I not like you?"

Franca bit her rosy lips:

"Then, then do you love me? Love in the sense of romance."

Jenna fell silent abruptly.

She lowered her eyelids, pursed her lips and said:

"I don't want to lie to you.

"To me, you are a ray of light shining into my life, bringing hope and warmth.

"You are the person I trust the most, my best friend, and the most perfect older sister in my mind, but I have never imagined, and can't imagine, having romance between us."

When Franca heard the words "I don't want to lie to you," her heart slowly sank, and unspeakable pain surged in her heart.

She was cold all over.

She raised her right hand and moved it gently:

"Then, then I can't..."

"Fuck! Why are you so awkward?" Jenna was already shy, embarrassed, and struggling, enduring it without showing it, telling herself she was just acting. After hearing Franca's refusal, she finally exploded, "Can't we sleep together without romance? Are you really a pure love Witch?"

"I just feel..." Franca explained stammeringly, "I can with others, but not with you. I can't accept that you are using a mentality of sacrifice..."

Before she finished speaking, she couldn't make a sound, because her mouth was printed with Jenna's soft lips, which were licking and biting clumsily.

The long-standing expectation in her heart, the endurance of several months, the pollution remaining from the devil, and the influence of the "Pleasure" potion made Franca unable to help but respond, guiding Jenna's lips and tongue.

She sank into it until Jenna retracted her body and started panting.

"Sacrifice, sacrifice my ass! Why are you so awkward like a, like a simple girl? Haven't you always joked about wanting me to experience true pleasure? Come on!" Jenna looked at Franca with flushed cheeks and watery eyes, saying aggressively, just like a passionate and aggressive little lion.

Franca suddenly felt that when Jenna was active in the Market District as the "Little Bitch" identity, a small part of that personality shouldn't have been acted out, but something she possessed herself.

Jenna kissed again, and Franca couldn't refuse.

While enjoying the pleasure full of fragrance, sweetness, and heat, she was also sad that this was just help, not romance.

At this moment, a sentence appeared in her mind:

Pleasure in pain, sinking in pleasure.

(End of Chapter)