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Regarding Franka's complaints, Janna, who has no emotional experience and doesn't know the truth, didn't know how to respond for a while.
Lumian probably understands what Franka's anger and frustration are: Everyone is here to complete the lurking into the "Iron Cross", why you can accept the test in just a month, old lady, no, I have been here for almost a year, and I am short of giving birth to Gardner Martin, and there is no movement yet!
This seems like a failure for me. After simulating her possible thoughts with Franka's usual words and tone, Lumian replied seriously: "This may not be an opportunity, but a danger. It only took such a short time to decide to investigate me, which shows that the boss is more inclined to use me and treat me as a consumable. Er, it may also be that my supernatural path is just right and can be used in a recent incident."
Jianna felt that this was a reasonable explanation, and quickly persuaded Franka a few words: "The boss doesn't investigate you, maybe because he likes you, hates you, and doesn't want you to be involved in dangerous incidents."
Franka's expression suddenly became a little weird: "This is not very good."
This made her feel guilty for cheating other feelings.
When Ms. Judgment arranged for her to go undercover in Savoy and wait for an opportunity to join the "Iron Cross", she also specifically told her not to sacrifice herself and seduce the target. The Tarot Society would not do this. Later, she had been a witch for a long time and wanted to try what it was like to be a man, and Gardner Martin just had a purpose, so she developed a lover with the other party.
In Franka's view, this is a pure relationship of sharing happiness, not involving emotional factors, and no one has real expectations for the other. When the task is completed, the two parties will separate without nostalgia. That guy is very machismo and discriminates against women. He didn't investigate me. He must think that a woman can take good care of the dancers and have the strength to protect herself. It's enough to have another child after a while. It's unnecessary and unqualified to join the core layer. Fuck, I won't fail in gender."
What she didn't want to admit was that the undercover mission was more likely to fail because she wanted to try it, so that she had a deeper relationship with Gardner Martin.
Cannon fodder doesn't care about men and women, and the consumables of a secret organization also don't care about men and women.
Jana and Lumian exchanged glances, lowered their lips quietly, then looked at Franka, and asked curiously: "Why can you tell that the mission is a test? Those two monsters are obviously scary and dangerous. Jana has never felt that she is as stupid as Lumian mocked, but she also knows that she seriously lacks experience in occult events and mutual calculations, so she subconsciously wants to know more."
Franka smiled again, and said with some time: "From the whole process and the final result, think about it. Is there any link in this incident that requires the participation of Charles, Simon, and Christo? Just find two or three core members who have a general understanding of the situation, keep the precautions in mind, and follow the process. You can also get rid of the two monsters and get the box back. You don't have to worry about leaking the secrets. It shows that there are corresponding methods and personnel to fight against them, and other people can also complete the transaction.”
Jianna pondered Franka's analysis carefully for a while, and then exclaimed with admiration: "That's it, shit, why didn't I think of it just now?"
Hearing these two words, Franca quietly exchanged glances with Lumian, both proud and relieved, being able to swear, showed that Jenna's mood was improving a little bit.
Lumian also thought this way before finally thinking that the boss should be inspecting himself. Therefore, during this time, there may be some observers around him. After thinking about it, Lumian asked Franka: "Do you know what those two monsters are?"
They haunt the ground, and they are suspected to be related to Terrier in the Quaternary Epoch. Lumian may take the blood ore and go underground for a few laps in the future. Knowing the information about the terrifying monsters he may encounter in advance will help him prepare in advance.
Franka showed a thoughtful expression, and after a while, she said uncertainly: "Neither I nor anyone I know have encountered similar monsters, but I have heard some sea rumors. There is a port called Bansi in the Sunya Sea. There used to be flying heads and headless humanoid monsters with dragging spines. It is very similar to what you described, but that port is now abandoned, and it is suspected to have been destroyed by high-level forces."
Bancy, Lumian is no stranger to this term. Ms. Magician once used it to explain the possible ending of Kershe Village, which was directly destroyed by the church due to severe pollution. Therefore, Lumian was very impressed and communicated for a while. Lumian returned to the Breeze Ballroom with Jenna, who had changed into an off-white fluffy skirt and turned into a flamboyant girl.
It wasn't until late at night, after returning to Room 207 of the Golden Rooster Hotel, that he closed the curtains, spread out the letter paper, and roughly wrote down today's encounter, his own thinking and Franka's analysis, and prepared to send it to Ms. Magician.
Under the light of the faint blue candle, Lumian looked at this spirit world creature wearing a pale gold dress, pale skin, light blue eyes, and pure gold hair, and suddenly had an idea, and asked thoughtfully, "Is there someone monitoring me nearby?"
The doll messenger said in an erratic and unreal way: "Yes."
Really, Lumian asked not too surprised: "Can he or they find out that I am calling you?"
The doll messenger's eyes moved slightly, and he replied disdainfully, "They don't deserve it."
Lumian breathed a sigh of relief, thanked Miss Messenger, and watched her disappear into the candlelight with the letter. Not long after, the neatly folded reply appeared on the desk in Room 207.
Lumian skillfully opened it and began to read: "It's not a good thing to be selected for the test so soon. Next, especially after you become a full-fledged member, you have to be more careful. Once you are assigned a task, and you feel that the matter is not easy, and even Mr. K may not be able to handle it, find an opportunity to summon my messenger and tell me."
"The two monsters you encountered are indeed similar to those in Bansi, but they are quite different. They seem to have their own consciousness. What abilities and characteristics can they display? Because Bansi Port has been destroyed, I can't give you any useful information. I think most of what that head said is true. What it didn't say is that it and its body disappeared for a few months. "
"By the way, the sequence behind the mendicant monks is the person who receives the contract. This requires signing a contract with different creatures to obtain one of their abilities. When the time comes, don't rush to choose. Write to me and tell me that you already have the corresponding power. I can give you a bunch of information on the creatures of the spirit world for you to choose from. I still have some research in this area. By the way, I will give you a copy of "Spiritual World Experience."
Ms. Magician has a deep research on the spiritual world. Lumian rubbed up the letter paper happily and watched it merge with the red flame.
At noon on Sunday, Lumian arrived at the Trier Botanical Garden in a public carriage after filling his stomach. He bought tickets and started to wander around. He saw many plants that he had only read about in books, newspapers, and magazines, including the Doningsman tree, which was ridiculed by the Intis people as the national tree of Loen. This tree originally grew in the rainforest of the southern continent. The sap is said to promote hair growth.
At almost 3:30, Lumian entered Mason's Cafe, sat at booth D and ordered a cup of lim espresso, waiting for the arrival of Ms. Susie, a psychiatrist.
Not long after, Lumian heard a familiar gentle female voice: "Good afternoon, Mr. Lumian Li."
Lumian didn't look back, leaned against the back of the sofa, and said with a smile, "Good afternoon, Ms. Susie."
Susie was slightly surprised and said, "Your mental state is better than I expected."
Lumian smiled bitterly: "It may be that the various experiences after the last treatment allowed me to initially regain my inner strength. Just like the saying goes, what doesn't break me will definitely make me stronger."
"I'm curious about what experiences you have? I wonder if you are willing to share?" Susie asked in a chatty tone.
Lumian pondered for a while, looked ahead, and asked in a low voice as if talking to himself: "Are you in the same organization as Ms. Magician?"
"Yes." Susie replied in the affirmative.
Lumian relaxed, leaning on the back of the sofa, drinking espresso, and talking about his own experience. He started from capturing Louis Lund to killing Suzanne Matisse, and helped most of the people involved in the other world to survive. Finally, he said: "After that day, my mental state has improved a lot. I feel that the fire is still burning in my heart."
Susie responded gently: "Sometimes, life is a better psychiatrist. Those experiences have indeed inspired your inner strength and improved your situation, but the premise is that you have enough resilience and a suitable personality background. Otherwise, it is easy to slip into the abyss of collapse, despair, self-blame, and self-abandonment, and this is likely to be used by the angel sealed in your body."
Speaking of this, Susie's emotions were a bit complicated, and she added with a little loss: "You have improved a lot, making the treatment plan I prepared for today useless."