Lord of the Mysteries 2: Circle of Inevitability

Lumian took a quick look and saw that it was Franka wearing a women's shirt tapping the glass.

He opened the window and asked funnyly:

Why don't you take the main entrance?

Don't you often climb into the window? Franka jumped into the room easily, followed by Jenna.

Jenna observed it, pointed at Lumian's left palm and said:

You are hurt?

Why are you wearing a bandage?

Lumian laughed:

I went to the fourth floor of the catacombs and encountered a monster that seemed to be an evil spirit. I had a battle with it and was slightly injured.

Really or not? The fourth floor of the catacombs... Franka looked at Lumian's left palm and said doubtfully.

If you believe it, it's true. If you don't believe it, it's false. Lumian smiled. First URL

Franka understood and didn't ask any more questions.

I think it's true or false... Jian Na muttered softly.

Lumian ignored her and asked:

Did something happen to you too?

Yes. Franka told the story of the two of them in detail, and took out the brass key and said eagerly, Would you like to divine which door it can open? Can it be opened? The person who offered the reward of 50,000 ferkin must have a lot of wealth!

Lumian sneered:

You really love to try.

Of course such an evil thing should be handed over to the Purifiers for investigation, and it also involves the issue of some monks from the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery sliding into the abyss. You would never want to explore the secret of the deep valley quarry by yourself. A cave, right?”

To be honest, I'm a little excited. Franka said with a smile, Extending life through machinery and giving life to machinery are areas that I am very interested in. Of course, my reason prevents me from exploring it.

Jenna didn't speak. It was obvious that she had discussed this issue with Franka on the way.

After venting her delusions, Franka agreed that Jenna would find an opportunity to hand over the key to the Purifiers and report her own experience.

She then looked at Jenna:

I plan to go to Fountain Street, what about you?

Jenna had already had an idea and said to Lumian:

Didn't you ask me to find out where the factory owner lives? I have already followed him and have a lot of information. Now we can go to the families who are waiting for compensation and guide them to get it together.

It's not me, it's you who thinks about it. Lumian responded with a smile.

Franka said uh and finally went to Fountain Street according to the plan she had already spoken.

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Botanical Garden, at the intersection of Rue Pasteur and Rue Evelyn.

Each building carries many components that did not originally belong to it, like building blocks put together by a child at random, giving people a sense of wild growth and crumbling woodland.

Jian Na pointed at a woman squatting on the street washing clothes and said:

Mrs. Morgana, her husband also died in the accident a few years ago.

Mrs. Morgana was wearing a gray and white long dress that was worn and patched. There were obvious wrinkles on her face, and she appeared to be over fifty years old.

You do this. After Lumian set fire to the Bottle of Imagination, the potion was digested a little more, but he was not in a hurry.

Jenna looked silently at Mrs. Morgana, who had a thin face and high cheekbones, and said after a few seconds:

Actually, I dislike her very much.

Why? Lumian was slightly curious.

Jian Na breathed out and said:

She is very vicious. She is the kind of person who wants her neighbors to be unlucky when she is not doing well. She will do some very hateful things, even if it does not bring her any benefit.

You know, my mother is a theater actress, has learned some writing, and once found a job as a middle-class tutor. It was decent and paid well. But after Mrs. Morgana found out, she followed my mother specially and found I came to that family and told their maid who went out to do errands that my mother was working part-time as a street girl. She was a loose person and could seduce male employers. Not long after, my mother was fired, and later she could only work as a cleaning lady or a dishwasher. , chemical plant workers.

Mrs. Morgana didn't get the job because she didn't know the words, but she was happy nonetheless.

Jealousy is one of the original sins of mankind. Lumian nodded slightly, Why don't you take revenge on her?

It's been a long time. Jian Na laughed softly, Besides, when you live in a place like this, there will always be similar things. That is, when my father died, my brother was already a grown man and his body was relatively strong. Otherwise, my family will be even worse. If you move here as a widow with a daughter, someone will come to your door the next day and scold you, saying that her husband looked at you too many times. The neighbor will pretend to be kind and introduce her to you. male relative.

If you don't agree, her relative will sit in front of you and drink, one day, two days, every day, and the police will not care about this kind of thing, and you can't find anyone else to help. When the day comes, He was really drunk and bold. I don’t need to tell you what will happen, right?

Sometimes, the police will arrest him, but if they arrest one, a second and third one will come, and they will even anger his relatives. They will smash your windows every night, pile feces at your door, and look for trouble. Point your child to spank your daughter.

“This is not the worst thing, the worst thing is being targeted by gangs.

If you want to survive in a place like this, you either have to have several grown men at home, or you have to be tough enough that I won't make things easy for you even if I die, and show it. Fortunately, the lease is over, and my mother will immediately I moved to the other end of the street, and the surrounding environment has improved a lot.”

Jenna spoke in detail, as if she had seen it with her own eyes many times.

Lumian has been through more misfortunes than Jenna, but he has never experienced anything similar. The contradictions and conflicts between the wanderers will be more naked. They will either be beaten, beat others, or act like wild dogs. Wandering on the edge, waiting to pick up some of the things left behind by others, when he arrived in Kordu Village, with the protection of his sister, an extraordinary person, he could play pranks with confidence and boldness, while the other people in the village were mainly bullied by the priest's family.

He looked at Jenna who was caught up in the past and asked thoughtfully:

Didn't you say that everyone around you is working hard to live?

Fuck, this doesn't contradict their bad attitude. Jenna cursed and pointed at the woman washing clothes not far away with her chin, Just like Mrs. Morgana, she has to work three part-time jobs a day. Just to give her son a chance to move out of this place, haha, you may not believe it, but she who deliberately slandered my mother would occasionally give me a piece of bread when I was hungry and waiting for my mother to come home.

Lumian then glanced at Mrs. Morgana:

Such people are easy to instigate.

Yes. Jian Na nodded lightly and walked over.

She changed from her previous state and cursed at the woman washing clothes:

Mrs. Morgana, you know what? That damn Alphonse betrayed us!

“That piece of shit always says wait, wait, wait, say that since the court has already ruled, old Edmund will definitely pay compensation, but that sow is planning to run away and doesn’t want to give us a single coin!

Alphonse, that boar, must have secretly obtained his share, that's why he said that!

Mrs. Morgana stood up quickly, water dripping from her rough fingers.

She asked with a slightly twisted expression:

Really? I'm going to fight that boar!

Jian Na also looked angry:

“We can’t control him now, old Edmund is going to run away!

Let's stop him quickly. I know where their family lives!

Lumian was five or six meters away listening to Jenna instigating the people who were waiting for compensation living nearby. He looked around casually and found that this place was almost like a chaotic street. Vendors, children, women and a small number of men mixed together, blocking most of the area. Ordinary carriages that occasionally pass by here arrive at the intersection. After observing for a few seconds, they often choose to take a detour.

Here, there is a relatively special middle-aged man who can be spotted at a glance.

He was wearing a linen shirt and dark trousers that were not too old. His face was clean and his hair was neatly combed. He was completely different from the hawkers and residents around him.

At this time, the man was talking to several women holding baguettes of rye bread.

He took out a stack of medium-sized bills and counted them one by one:

195, 200... do you think there are 200 ferkin?

If you don't believe it, you can count it yourself.

——The minimum denomination of banknotes is 5 Firkin.

The women had never received such a large amount of cash. They counted it carefully and determined that it was 200 Firkin.

The man took back the banknotes and counted them again.

195, 200, 205... you see, as long as you recite God's name sincerely, there will be one more banknote every time you count it!

Nice magic trick...is this a liar? When Lumian sees the liar now, he will think of Monit and the Different Cabaret, and the anger and hostility in his heart will rise straight up.

The women counted it again and found that there were really 41 banknotes, one more than before, and 5 Firkin more!

Seeing this, the middle-aged man said solemnly:

“Our Lord is the ruler of all diseases. As long as you believe in Him, you will never get sick again. Even if you do get sick, you will get better quickly.

Sickness is a punishment from the God of Disease. As long as you believe in the God of Disease and worship Him devoutly, He will leave...

Hearing this, Lumian narrowed his eyes and walked over.

He pulled out the revolver, reversed the gun, and hit the middle-aged man in the head.

boom!

The middle-aged man instinctively squatted down and covered his head, unable to even scream.

Between his fingers, bright red blood began to overflow.

Under the blank and frightened eyes of the people around him, Lumian squatted down, shook the barrel of the gun, and said to the middle-aged man with a smile:

Come, let me see how the sick god can cure you.

The middle-aged man shouted in shock, fear and anger:

The God of Disease, hiss, the God of Disease will punish you!

Lumian picked up the banknotes he dropped on the ground, handed them to him and said:

If you can't give me more than 100,000 ferkin today, don't leave.

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