Chapter 791

Looking at Xia Zuotu, who was becoming increasingly like Gehrman Sparrow in temperament, Jenna asked cautiously:

"What do you need this time?"

Is it one of the later volumes of "The Great Adventurer," or something else?

It was fortunate that not many people knew she had a messenger, and Xia Zuotu's delivery frequency was very low; otherwise, Jenna would have to consider giving other knowledge now.

Xia Zuotu lowered its rabbit paw holding the revolver and said in a tone of careful deliberation:

"Give me a pair of boxing gloves that a rabbit can wear."

What kind of request is this? Lu Mian said with amusement:

"I remember Gehrman Sparrow never wore boxing gloves."

This imitation doesn't fit the persona!

"Yes, but Gehrman Sparrow has 'Flaming' Danitz. I also need a Danitz of my own. I want to develop one within our tribe," Xia Zuotu explained seriously. "Danitz has boxing gloves."

For a moment, Franca, Jenna, and Lu Mian all didn't know how to respond.

After several seconds, Jenna nodded and said:

"I will help you order a pair."

"Hmm, sized for a normal Rabbit of Knowledge, not for you?"

"Yes." Xia Zuotu raised its right hand with satisfaction and blew on the muzzle of the small revolver.

Although, this action wasn't meant for the current scene... Franca realized that Xia Zuotu was, after all, still just a Rabbit of Knowledge that hadn't fully grown up; it was still in the stage of imitating and repeating much of its knowledge, without having truly mastered it.

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Under the night sky, Port Bansy had only sporadic street lamps using candles. The pirates were all holed up in bars and similar places, either drinking strong liquor in large gulps or embracing ladies in rooms upstairs, enjoying these pleasures they couldn't get on the ship to their heart's content.

With the departure of the "Newins" and the disappearance of that unknown adventurer, the pirates slowly cast the related matters to the back of their minds. Anyway, it was everyone who felt embarrassed, so no one would mock them.

And as pirates, perhaps they would die in a storm, die in a robbery, or die in an internal feud the next time they went to sea. Worrying about past problems was meaningless; indulging in the present was the only choice.

Of course, they would also discuss it, discussing the strength of that unknown adventurer and what exactly happened inside the "Newins," and why "Admiral Deep Sea" fled in such a panic.

"I think that adventurer was just waiting for 'Admiral Deep Sea'!"

"He wants to recreate Gehrman Sparrow's great cause?"

"Pah, son of a bitch, what great cause? We're pirates!"

"He succeeded, but not completely? He defeated 'Admiral Deep Sea' but let him run away?"

"Does he have the strength approaching the Kings?"

"What's wrong with this sea? Every so often, a few very powerful adventurers appear! There was someone called Louis Berry before."

"..."

Mason, not dressed as a pirate, mingled in several bars, listening to the pirates discuss what had happened earlier, hoping they would quarrel and have a shootout on the spot.

On the way to the next bar, just as Mason turned into a relatively quiet alley, he saw a figure standing ahead, as if waiting for him.

The figure had black hair and blue eyes, deep features, and a handsome face. It was none other than the unknown adventurer who had provoked all the pirates in Port Bansy a few days ago and forced "Admiral Deep Sea" to flee in a sorry state.

Mason suddenly heard his heart pounding wildly and blurted out:

"I'm not a pirate!"

Lu Mian strolled forward and said with a smile:

"I have a mission I'd like to entrust to you."

Hearing this, Mason felt much more at ease. He said cautiously:

"What can I do for you? I'm not sure if my abilities can meet your requirements."

He was afraid that completing the commission would be simple, but the aftermath would be incredibly troublesome—once the other party truly left, he might be hacked to pieces by the pirates.

Lu Mian said straightforwardly:

"A very simple and very secret mission. Help me keep an eye on the situation in Port Bansy. As soon as you see the 'Newins' arrive again, or discover the whereabouts of 'Giant Shark' Jorg and the others, summon my messenger immediately."

Hearing the word "messenger," Mason's heart suddenly stirred.

He remembered his last commission:

He held a ritual and summoned a terrifying messenger!

Mason couldn't suppress the change in his expression and asked with slight terror:

"You, are you Mr. Lu Mian Lee?"

The master of that terrifying messenger?

"You're quite sharp," Lu Mian replied perfunctorily, not very sincerely.

Mason immediately connected the events of the past few days:

Was the true purpose of that commission to bring Lu Mian Lee to Port Bansy?

And was Lu Mian Lee's purpose to deal with "Admiral Deep Sea" Hall Constantine, all for the "Lost Newins"?

My spiritual intuition at the time was actually partially correct; the ritual to summon the messenger did indeed bring a bad thing to Port Bansy, it just didn't evolve into a disaster...

Lu Mian then added:

"The reward is 5,000 Felkin."

The mission is indeed simple, and normally the pirates wouldn't discover that it was I who brought Lu Mian Lee here, and the reward is also very generous... If I don't agree, what will happen to me now that I know the content of the mission... Mason weighed it for a dozen seconds and said:

"No problem, I think I can handle this commission."

Lu Mian nodded slightly, paid a deposit of 1,000 Felkin, and turned to leave the quiet alley.

After watching his back disappear into the darkness, Mason silently repeated his name:

"Lu Mian Lee, Lu Mian Lee..."

Mason finally remembered where he had heard this name; he had seen a wanted poster for the other party on a ship!

The wanted poster stated that Lu Mian Lee was a survivor of an evil god sacrificial ritual that led to the total destruction of a village, and he had suffered severe evil god corruption.

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Trier, Prison District, Ruwa Comprehensive Execution Ground.

Having returned to Trier for two days and feeling that she was ready to advance to "Witch of Pain," Franca decided to hold the ritual immediately and step into the ranks of Sequence 5.

—The "Mirror Person" lead given by "007" was from that mineralogist of the "Trier Cave Association." The "Purifiers" originally intended to screen all the mineralogists in that association, but one of them mysteriously disappeared before they could visit. However, someone recently encountered her in Underground Trier; it was the mineralogist Jasmine, suspected to be the "Mirror Person" Palia.

Franca looked at the stake and sighed sincerely:

"When I became a 'Witch,' I wondered if I would one day be tied to a stake and burned to death. Who knew, I wouldn't need anyone else to do it; I'd have to tie myself up."

As she spoke, she took out the brown-red wooden suitcase given by "Witch of Black" Clarice from the "Traveler's Bag" and unlocked the metal latches.

Immediately after, she took out a red wine glass, crushed the crystalline ice cubes that were freezing the potion materials, and poured the blood of a flower-faced bat and the blood of a severely ill human into the cup respectively. They were both dark red, and after merging, they even showed signs of turning black.

Then, Franca added the head of the flower-faced bat, the gallbladder and tail tip of a two-tailed black snake, and 10 drops of blue eucalyptus essential oil she had prepared, one by one.

As these materials were added, the dark red, near-black blood in the cup rapidly turned pitch black, with disgusting green foam occasionally surfacing.

"It looks like a cup of untreated wastewater from a sewer," Lu Mian commented objectively.

"Fuck, stop talking!" The more Franca looked at the "Witch of Pain" potion, the more disgusted she felt.

She handed this cup of potion to Lu Mian first, then nimbly jumped onto the stake and, with Jenna's help, quickly bound herself.

During this process, Franca whispered to herself:

"Damn, why does this feel so weird..."

She adjusted her mindset for several dozen seconds and nodded at Lu Mian:

"I'm ready."

Lu Mian then handed the "Pain" potion to Jenna and pushed his right palm forward.

Clusters of crimson, near-white flames flew out and landed on Franca. Franca immediately felt the pain, and her body instinctively wanted to dodge and shrink, but she was firmly bound by the ropes.

Jenna quickly jumped to her side, grabbing the rope with one hand and bringing the "Pain" potion to her mouth with the other.

Franca braced herself and gulped down the pitch-black, greenish potion that looked like a collection of pathogens.

Whether it was due to the burning of the flames or the influence of the potion, her head rapidly heated up, and her consciousness became muddled due to the high temperature.

She couldn't help but recall the pleasures of the past; this included not only what she had experienced herself but also the various feedback from her objects of pleasure.

At this moment, Franca was both the giver of pleasure and the receiver of pleasure, sinking into pleasure from body to soul, as if she were a pool of spring water about to dissipate.

Her thoughts were drifting, her will was sinking deep, and her self was getting lost, lost in various intense pleasures.

However, the pain that accompanied the experience of those pleasures kept her a sliver of sobriety. It was the mental resistance and spiritual entanglement she felt with Gardner Martin, and the emotional barrier she felt when with Jenna, as if she could never truly complete the fusion of soul and flesh...

And the extreme pain brought by the burning flames on her body was like invisible threads, pulling at her self, tugging at her consciousness, making her like a kite, merely swaying in the storm of loss without completely losing control.

While swaying, Franca instinctively cursed in her heart:

Damn, it hurts, it really hurts!

Does this ritual want me to die?

*Cough cough cough*, high-temperature smoke has entered my trachea and lungs, so uncomfortable, am I dying...

Fuck, I can say I smell good now, the fragrance of the food domain, the fragrance of roasted meat...

Lu Mian, Jenna, and Anthony stood in front of the stake, watching Franca's body gradually char, her expression twisted to the point of losing all aesthetic appeal.

They, along with Lugano, who had been specifically brought along to provide medical assistance at any time, unknowingly felt a bit of heat, unable to help but let their imaginations run wild, producing a certain restlessness.

Faced with this horrifying and terrifying scene, they actually had inappropriate lust.

Fortunately, it wasn't serious and could still be endured.

After another several dozen seconds, the crimson flames burning on Franca suddenly turned pitch black, then transformed into crystalline ice fragments, falling off piece by piece.

This carried away the charred skin, and after the charred skin peeled off, Franca's body revealed newborn, fair, and tender skin that seemed to be soaked in a layer of water.

With the endurance of a "Monk of Pain," even Lu Mian instinctively averted his gaze.

(End of chapter)