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After a few seconds, Franka forced a smile and said, "Don't worry about him, he has his own occult gathering."
Jian Na nodded lightly and didn't say any more.
Putting on camouflage clothes, masks and a small amount of cosmetics, the two left No. 3 White Coat Street and walked to Market Avenue.
Take the Metro Line 2 connecting the Suhit steam train station in the market area and the Trier Nord train station in the cathedral area, and arrive at the 9th district, which is the North Continent, the famous opera house district.
Here is the largest and most lively arcade in the world, with department stores and high-end shops on both sides, and the glass dome supported by steel supports above is colorful, depicting or sacred epic paintings.
Let the sunlight that shines through them be dyed with a bit of magnificence, in order to make up for the lack of light brought by the stained glass.
The new kerosene lamps on the iron black street light poles are always on, and the white light is dazzling.
This is called a gas lamp. It uses the heat of its own ignition to turn kerosene into steam, which is sprayed on the surrounding hot gauze to create bright white light.
In terms of lighting effect, this is many times stronger than traditional gas street lamps and ordinary household kerosene lamps, and it comes from the transformation of the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery.
Janna followed Franka into the public washroom in the middle of the gallery street of the Opera House, found a cubicle, changed clothes, and put on simple makeup to cover up her brilliance.
Then, they went underground along the nearby entrance.
Unlike other areas in Trier, this underground street corresponding to the arcade of the opera house above is also full of people coming and going, full of cafes, galleries, beer houses and small merchandise stores.
There is no feeling of darkness, coldness, and closure at all. After walking out of here and underground Trier, it returned to the appearance in Jianna's impression.
As assassins, both she and Franka have the ability to see things in the dark, but in order not to be seen by the participants of the mysticism party, they each carried a calcium carbide lamp, which dyed a little blue The yellowish light projected to the front.
Janna, who observed Franka's every move, imitated her and put on a silver-white metal mask that could cover the upper half of her face.
Almost silently, the footsteps walked deeper underground along the slightly damp tunnel.
After walking for a while, Franka pointed to a side road ahead, and said with a smile, "There are legends of ghosts there."
"What legend?" Jenna asked quite cooperatively.
Franka smiled and said: "It is said that people from the Opera House often heard strange male voices underground. They asked several bounty hunters to investigate the cause. As a result, they never came back."
"Don't the official Extraordinary care?" Jenna asked doubtfully.
"Investigated, but to no avail, because this is the legend we made up."
Franka laughed.
Jenna was even more confused: "Why did you make up such a legend on purpose, it's fun?"
Franka smiled and said, "In case those Trier people who like to go underground disturb our party."
Jian Na felt that she had understood the reason, and suddenly realized: "Scare them so that they don't dare to come to this area?"
"No." Franka shook her head seriously.
"Let them only focus on there and ignore the surrounding places. Simply put, find something to do for the adventurous citizens and college students of Trier."
Jenna, who was born and raised in Trier, was dumbfounded.
After holding back for a few seconds, he said, "Fuck, the Trier people around me are not like this."
"Everyone works very hard, but after a busy day, they like to go to bars, dance halls and other places to drink something, sing and dance, or vent their inner emotions by swearing at each other."
"The people of Trier are also different from the people of Trier." Franka shook her head while tsk-tsk.
While talking, they squeezed through a gap, turned into a new tunnel, and arrived at a quarry hollow with a lot of dark green moss.
The quarry was empty, deep and dark. Jenna, who had never been in contact with any mystical things, saw this scene, her heart beat faster unconsciously, and she instinctively felt scared.
Franka waved her hand and said hello: "You just send a skeleton over every time, do you need to be so cautious? Damn, you put a mask on the skeleton, why can't you see people?"
The white skeleton, with its vocal cords on the metal, said in a rubbing voice: "I like it very much, Great Adventurer, a sentence in the series of novels: This is the top hat."
After talking about the eye sockets, it was so dark that it didn't burn any flames, and looked at Jenna: "Who is she?"
"My friend, bring her to see her."
Franka gave a very simple answer, and the skeleton didn't ask any further questions.
Kacha Kacha moved his neck, indicating that the two of them could enter the hollow of the quarry behind.
Once inside, Janna saw many people. They were wearing different disguises, some were sitting on rocks, or standing in a corner. No one spoke, and they were extremely quiet.
Franka laughed softly, "I trust him, and he trusts me."
"That's it." Jian Na just nodded, and suddenly felt something was wrong: "How did that skeleton know it was you? Didn't you make a disguise?"
"He has a special way of recognizing people." Franka explained with a smile.
After a quarter of an hour, people arrived one after another. By the time the skeleton wearing the iron-colored mask announced the official start of the trade fair, nearly twenty people had already gathered in the hollow of the quarry.
With an attitude of experience and curiosity, Janna watched the transactions from the sidelines, asking Franka a few words in a low voice from time to time.
She has mastered many new terms, and in the process, she is inevitably shocked by the prices of potion formulas, magical items, extraordinary weapons and various materials.
Even for the cheapest ones, she has to be an underground singer to earn enough for a whole week. As for the expensive ones, she feels that she has no hope in her life. The second third of the fair is mainly commissioned.
Unknowingly, Jianna sat up straight, wanting to see if there was anything she could do and earn a lot of money.
A man in a black robe, showing the image of a wizard in various horror stories, said in a deliberately sharp voice: "I have a mission worth 20,000 Filkin."
20,000 Felkin? Everyone present turned their attention to the client.
The same is true for Jenna. She has never seen such a large sum of money in her activities.
The man glanced left and right and said: "The gatekeeper of the Shengu Monastery in the hill area has been missing for three days. I hope you can help me find him or his body. I have no ability to distinguish the authenticity of the clues. He or the person who brought his body back to Deep Valley Monastery can get the 20,000 Felkin, of course, you can also choose to bring it here."
The Deep Valley Monastery belongs to the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery, and has gathered many people who are determined to study machinery and steam.
An ascetic (monk) who does not marry, have children, or preach.
It is located in the hill area, which is the 19th area, and to the west is the cathedral area where the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery, the Cathedral, and the northern train station of Trier are located.
To the east is District 20, the cemetery area.
Seeing that no one responded, the man continued: "The official has already investigated, and there is no gain. Each of you can accept this commission and go to Shengu Monastery to investigate in the name of a bounty hunter. Don't worry about being suspected. Notices about this will be posted in bars, dance halls, and beer halls in various districts."
You can try it. Anyway, if you don't find out, you won't lose anything. At most, you will waste some money-making time.
Jenna was quite moved, and looked sideways at Franke. Franka also nodded, thinking that this task could be accepted. On the one hand, she was curious, and on the other hand, she felt that she could bring some benefits to Jenna. experience.
In case she would only use her life to do the assassination, but she really smelled the danger and found the abnormality, and they could withdraw in time. Of course, the bounty is high enough, which is also one of the reasons.
After a short silence, the participants of the party began to ask questions, one after another, they wanted to have enough information before the formal investigation.
The client gave a very brief answer, just telling everyone that the missing monastery janitor is named Pink, in his early fifties, a resident of the nearby Shengu Town, a devout follower of the God of Steam and Machinery, and never married.
He has a fanatical preference for machinery, which is why he went to the Abbey of the Deep Valley to work as a janitor when he had his own field. He went home once a week, one day at a time, but he was not missing at home.
That night, when the monks who were obsessed with research were testing a steam creation in the courtyard, they saw Pink standing at the door of the gatekeeper's hut, watching with great interest.
Unexpectedly, the next morning, he was found missing.
Jenna carefully memorized this information, just like learning to perform. Not long after, the occult gathering ended, and the participants left in batches tacitly.
A few nights later, Lumian was sitting at the bar of the Breeze Ballroom, drinking his favorite absinthe, while watching Jenna sing and dance.
At this time, Louis came over and leaned into his ear and said, "Boss, the boss is here, waiting for you in the cafe on the second floor."
"The boss came here in person?" Lumian was a little surprised, but he didn't say much.
Gulu drank the remaining green liquid, got up and walked towards the stairs.
At this time, Gardner Martin was standing by the window, not wearing formal clothes, wearing a dark brown jacket and a wide-brimmed round hat of the same color, as if he had just come from the pier or the yard.
He looked at Lumian for a second with his brownish red eyes, and motioned for everyone else to leave.
Soon there were only Gardner Martin and Lumian left in the cafe.
The leader of the Savoy Party smiled and said, "I should have expressed my appreciation for you more than once, right?"
"Yes, thank you boss." Lumian nodded.
Gardner Martin's expression gradually became serious: "Are you interested in joining my circle? This will allow you to get in touch with more Extraordinary people, stronger power, and more abundant resources."
This is the end of the inspection? Lumian didn't hide his doubts: "What's the price?"
Gardner Martin smiled again: "The price is that you may encounter more dangers, and you must obey orders to complete some tasks, but as long as you do well, you will definitely be able to improve quickly, maybe it won't take a few years, You can sit in my place."
Lumian deliberately hesitated and considered for a while before saying: "I have no problem."
Gardner Martin nodded seriously: "Before that, you need to accept a test. You go to 13 Market Avenue now and stay there until the sun rises."
13 Market Avenue? Lumian frowned, trying to remember, and finally, he remembered where it was: it was considered the most dangerous place in the market area by the mystic Ostatruel.
It was the building that burned down and never got demolished.