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At six o'clock, Lumian sat up and opened the curtains.
A soft light shone into the room, making the environment that had been dead all night come alive again.
Lumian rubbed his face, washed up briefly, and solved his personal problems.
He changed his clothes, walked all the way down, left the Golden Rooster Hotel, made a detour to White Coat Street, and entered the rented safe house.
Lumian then looked through Aurora's witchcraft notebooks, hoping to discover problems that he hadn't noticed before with new information.
The things recorded in Aurora's Witchcraft Notes are mainly divided into three types: one is the common-sense mystic knowledge, including the names of all paths, the situation of some sequences, the basis of ritual magic, the role of symbolic elements, several supernatural language pronunciation and meaning, etc.;
The second is the specific application of mystic knowledge and my own ability, which involves a lot of thinking, many spells that have been recorded or bought, and the prevention of curses, etc.;
The third is piecemeal, unsystematic, and relatively weird knowledge and anecdotes, some of which come from the indoctrination of hidden sages, and some of which come from the communication among members of the Curly-haired Baboon Research Association.
These three kinds of content are not recorded in different notes by category, but exist in a staggered order according to the order in which Auror obtained them and in chronological order.
For Lumian, the most difficult thing is the second one, what are "illumination", "weeding", "exorcism", "spirituality", "lightning", "wind", "force field" "Hand of the Hand" and other "wizard" spells are more difficult to understand than the other. After all, he has neither fully grasped all the basic mystic knowledge, nor lacks the support of extraordinary ability to cast spells.
In comparison, as for the content of ritual magic, after becoming a "dervish monk", it was much easier for him to understand, learn, and master.
Lumian also noticed that her sister did not write down the underlying rules such as the "Law of Conservation of Extraordinary Characteristics" in her notes.
But this is also normal, the number of similar laws is rare, easy to remember and hard to forget, no need to record additionally.
After looking through it for nearly a morning, Lumian did not find anything suspicious, but accumulated a bunch of questions that need to be consulted by others.
He breathed out slowly, folded a few pages of paper that had recorded difficulties, stuffed them into his pocket, and left the safe house.
On the way to Market Avenue, Lumian saw several polling stations. Uniformed policemen and fully armed military police tried their best to maintain order, allowing people in a long line to put their ballots into wooden boxes one by one.
Although already from Gardner. Martin got a new identity certificate, and turned into Shire who had lived in the market area for nearly two years. Du Bois had the right to vote, but Lumian did not register at all, and did not want to be involved in the election of members of Congress.
After walking for a while, a newsboy ran over and threw the stack of white papers in his hand into the air.
Lumian saw many passers-by picking up those blank papers and reading them seriously. He also bent down and picked up a copy right next to his feet.
There are several rows of Intis text printed on the white paper, the grammar is simple and easy to understand: "Huge. Artois is a traitor." During the war with the Loen Kingdom a few years ago, he abandoned his troops and fled, causing many people to flee. His father, elder brother, younger brother, husband, and son never came back.
"His participation in the congressman election has received the secret support of the Kingdom of Loen."
Lumian couldn't help but let out a "Yo" after reading it.
He remembered Hugh. Artois's posters emphasized his service experience. He grew up to be a major before leaving the army and turning to politics, starting as an assistant secretary to the Congress.
"This is because yesterday's balloting results were unsatisfactory, and a certain candidate is starting to make a final effort?" Lumian was thinking, and several men suspected of being gangsters came all the way and collected the leaflets in the hands of passers-by. They beat and scolded, but the nearby policemen didn't seem to notice.
Lumian raised his head, took a look, and recognized one of them: it was a member of the Stinger Gang, who had followed Maggot and Wilson to the Golden Rooster Hotel before.
"Asshole, is this something you can see?"
"You leper, give me what's in your hand!"
"Bitch, do you want me to do it?"
The members of the Stinger Gang came all the way to Lumian, just as they did just now, they snatched the flyer, and suddenly saw the short blonde with black hair.
Lumian smiled.
Shire! The members of the Stinger Gang turned around reflexively, trying to run away.
Lumian lifted his foot and kicked one of the gangster's **** hard, causing him to lose his balance and fell forward to the ground.
"Why, I don't know your grandfather anymore?" He cursed, watching the fallen members of the Stinger Gang scrambling and running away in embarrassment, without chasing them.
Lumian threw away the flyer in his hand and walked back to the Breeze Ballroom.
As soon as he entered, Louis brought Sakota to greet him, and said, "Boss, Charlie resigned from his job as a waiter last night and only wanted a week's salary."
"I know." Lumian responded calmly.
Louis remembered the night before when the boss took Charlie and came back for him, and Charlie quit shortly thereafter. This made him feel that there must be some secrets hidden in it, but he didn't dare to inquire about it.
Lumian glanced at Louis, walked towards the cafe on the second floor, and asked casually, "How old are you?"
Lumian hardly thought about it, and asked, "Are you married, do you have any children?"
"Not yet." Louis smiled a little embarrassedly, "I plan to wait until I'm more mature before getting married."
He felt that although he had escaped the fate of a low-level gangster and became the leader's bodyguard, he didn't have to worry about being beaten to death on the street at any time, but such a life was still dangerous.
He doesn't want to be cheap to other men just after getting married and having a child.
Lumian nodded: "You should think about your future more. The other Louis I know has several children."
Louis made a few perfunctory sentences, feeling that the boss had no topic to talk about today but forcibly chatted, as if to prove something.
Franke did not talk to Gardner. Martin had lunch together and was back at 3 Whitecoat Street before twelve o'clock.
Seeing that the door of the guest bedroom was tightly closed, she turned the handle slightly puzzled and pushed it open.
Jian Na was wearing pajamas and pajama pants, hugging the quilt, sleeping soundly on her side.
Sensing the movement, she rubbed her eyes, sat up slowly, and looked towards the door.
"Are you still sleeping?" Franka asked with a smile.
I don’t need to go to the old pigeon cage to learn how to perform recently, just indulge myself like this?
Jenna brushed her brown hair and muttered, "It's all Shire's fault, for tossing until midnight."
"..." Franka's smile froze on her face.
Jian Na continued: "I didn't know what happened to him last night, and his mood and state were not right. I was afraid that something might happen to him, so I followed him all the time. I didn't come back to rest until he entered the Golden Rooster Hotel and fell asleep on the bed. "
Franka breathed a sigh of relief, and said with concern: "Tell me specifically."
Jenna finished her singing, left the Breeze Ballroom, and saw Lumian sitting by the roadside in the rain. He kept talking about how he used unimaginable "methods" to help Gabriel win the chance to sign the script contract, and finally said: "Fuck, it was almost three o'clock at that time, so he was willing to go back to the room to sleep, and I was so sleepy! "
After listening quietly, Franka said with a little worry: "It's rare to see him in this state..."
Having said that, Franka stopped short. She remembered that Lumian was still receiving regular treatment from a psychiatrist, and that state might be his truest appearance.
"He must have been stimulated by something last night. I will ask him later." After referring to Lumian as her relative, Franka no longer concealed her relationship with Lumian in front of Jenna. closer relationship.
Jenna nodded: "Be careful what you say, don't irritate him."
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On the second floor of the ballroom, in Lumian's office.
He saw Franka who had "stealthed".
"I heard from Janna that something happened to you last night?" Franke, who was wearing a white lady's shirt and black trousers, asked carelessly, "Did you see that Mrs. Pouaris?" During the lunch, she probably thought of what would stimulate Lumian and make his mental illness explode.
Hearing Franke's question, Lumian seemed to lose all strength. The whole person was paralyzed on the swivel chair. After more than ten seconds, he exhaled and said, "Yeah, I know a little bit of the truth, and I can't accept it, but I have to accept it."
Seeing that he was unwilling to elaborate, Franka nodded lightly and said without further questioning, "Is there anything I can do for you?"
Lumian sat up straight, and said bluntly: "Two things, one is that I have a lot of mystical questions to ask you, and the other is about the Stinger Gang.
"I told you before that when the election is over, Hugh Artois will become a councilor, and Roger the Black Scorpion will get new gifts. At that time, we are all in danger. Do you want to take advantage of the night before the election results come out? Raid 126 Market Avenue to eliminate hidden dangers?"
Franka thought for a while and said, "According to your description, the Warlock has a strong home court advantage. Even if the two of us use our hole cards, we can only say that we have a certain hope of killing Roger the Black Scorpion and the others. This is still him. When nothing else exists at home.
"But if you don't do it now, they will be even more difficult to deal with after receiving a new round of gifts..."
She hesitated, momentarily uncertain of paying attention.
126 Market Avenue, in the three-story building with a garden.
"Black Scorpion" Roger looked at his subordinates who went to the Congressional Election Committee in the market area to inquire, and asked expectantly, "How is the situation?"
The subordinate said excitedly: "Hugues. Mr. Artois is ahead by a large margin."
"Black Scorpion" Roger showed a smile, and waited until this subordinate left, then turned his head and said to "Baldhead" Harman and "Short Candlestick" Castina: "The election results will be announced tomorrow afternoon, and in the evening , Ms. Yue will personally preside over the ceremony and give us gifts.
"Then, we don't have to bear it anymore, that **** Charles must die."
PS: The last chapter used an allusion. Two writers in Paris sneaked into the house of a theater manager with their masks masked, tied him up, and let him listen to his own script. play. The manager's response was pure respect for reality.
In addition, I was very satisfied with the last chapter. The state of being depressed, dazed, empty, wanting to explode but having nowhere to exert energy, doing whatever you encounter, and just doing whatever you see others doing, is fully presented. come out.
Also, Lumian's personality is very different from Xiao Ke's. He is a person on the edge of darkness. He will have a lot of bad and line-wiping behaviors, sometimes do good things, and often be very indifferent. You can dislike this person, but it would be boring to accuse him of this.
Also, the second volume I said was longer than the first volume, but not by much. It will probably look like the end of this month and the beginning of next month. Don't worry, the people who chased the light just threw the line and haven't collected much yet.