www.mtlnovel.com, the fastest update of the latest chapter of Lord of the Mysteries 2 Ring of Fate!
doctor? Lumian thought of the two bottles of healing potion he got from the Stinger Gang.
Their therapeutic effect is indeed quite good. Lumian leaned back in the chair, looked into Lugano Toscano's eyes, and did not speak for a long time.
Seeing this, Lugano Toscano gradually became a little uneasy, and his body became tense.
Finally, Lumian smiled: "The Mill Ballroom is not my property, I'm just managing it for the boss. I don't know if you have the ability to manage it well, but I can give you a chance."
Lugano Toscano suddenly relaxed, and said with a smile on his face: "Boss, I will not let you down."
Lumian amplified his voice, called Louis over, and said to him, "From now on, you will be Lugano Toscano's deputy and manage the Mill Ballroom with him."
There is such a good thing? Still, why reuse a bounty hunter who just joined our Savoy party?
Lumian has not responded yet, and Lumian has already looked at Lugano Toscano: "I will give you two months, during these two months, you and your friends will be the protectors of the Mill Ballroom , you can take part of the profit it earns, and how to distribute it, you can discuss it with the manager of the dance hall."
Lumian deliberately did not explain clearly the distribution plan of the dance hall's profits, especially for himself, how much of this detail should be accounted for, and wanted to see what Lugano Toscano would do?
"Thank you, boss." Lugano Toscano did not hide his joy.
He almost blurted out: "When I'm done, the doctor will heal you no matter what illness or injury you suffered, boss."
But after thinking about it, this seemed to be cursing the lion Shire to be sick and injured, so he quickly shut his mouth.
Watching Lugano Toscano leave the cafe on the second floor while discussing the Mill Ballroom, the smile on Lumian's face gradually disappeared.
Lugano Toscano was so flattering, flattering, and enthusiastic that he intuitively thought that the other party might have a conspiracy, just like when he sold the fake diamond necklace to Baron Brinel.
It's just that he used a method of showing his own strength and madness, and the key point was to let Baron Brinel see the value of using it.
And Lugano Tosca is more flattering and pleasing, of course, he also inevitably showed his usefulness.
That's why Lumian decided to hand over the Mill Ballroom to the other party for two months.
If this bounty hunter really has other plans, keeping him under his nose can more effectively detect his anomalies and take timely action.
And if there is nothing wrong with him, it can be said that it is very cost-effective to exchange part of the proceeds of the Mill Ballroom for a doctor.
Anyway, Lumian didn’t need to pay for it himself. The Mill Ballroom is the property of the Savoyard Party. At most, he would lose some dividends. This can be made up for by Lugano Tosca’s effective improvement of the chaotic situation in the Mill Ballroom.
After sitting for a while, Lumian left the Breeze Ballroom, returned to Room 207 of the Golden Rooster Hotel, and closed the curtains.
He sat down in front of the wooden table and began to write a letter: Dear Ms. Magician, I have participated in the initiation ceremony and officially become a member of the Jagged Cross. The specific process of the ceremony is...
I'm a little puzzled. Among the members of the Jagged Cross under Gardner Martin, there are Beyonders who are obviously not from the hunter path. How did they pass the vigil?
They belong to the assassin path? Or Gardner Martin, from other aspects, confirmed that they are trustworthy and do not need to be polluted?
Lumian originally wanted to say, "Did they enter No. 13 Market Avenue at a special time and do specific things?"
But I also feel that at that time, the official Extraordinary must be watching, and it is unlikely that people will approach 13 Market Avenue.
After neatly folding the letter paper, Lumian set up the altar and summoned the puppet messenger.
He asked cautiously: "Is there still someone spying on me now?"
"No." The doll messenger slowly shook his head.
Lumian breathed a sigh of relief silently, and put Mr. K's report and going to the Church of the Fool at Lavigne Wharf to listen to the sermon. These two things were on the short-term schedule.
He only waited for about fifteen minutes before the lady magician wrote back: Once, I heard from Mister Fool's emissary that a friend of his was originally a member of the Jagged Cross, but he couldn't stand those people and chose to leave the organization , fled to sea.
I couldn't understand it at first, but now I can feel that feeling. I really feel wronged you.
It's not wronged, watching those guys perform is also a very interesting thing.
Lumian doesn't think there is any problem with the observation of human diversity.
What he cared more about was another point: when Ms. Magician mentioned Mister Fool's envoy, she didn't use one, or one of them, to modify it.
Based on this, Lumian suspects that there is only one envoy of Mr. Fool. Of course, the premise is that he will participate. The holders of the Major Arcana card in the pre-god meeting are not counted as envoys.
As his thoughts turned, Lumian moved his eyes down and read the last part of this short reply: It may be an assassin, or there may be other methods of pollution. Remember to remind the Two of Holy Grails that if she accepts the test and participates in the vigil, in addition to always Remember not to respond, it is best to bring that ancient mirror that can enter the world in the underground mirror.
That mirror, Lumian thought as he let the letter paper be engulfed in crimson flames.
He was about to take a shower and rest when he suddenly felt something and turned his eyes to the door.
Then Dongdongdong knocked on the door.
"Who?" Lumian asked.
"Guess who I am?" A deliberate, throat-squeezing voice came from outside the door.
Lumian, who was sitting on the chair, looked up helplessly, and looked at the ceiling where there were no more bedbugs: "Come in."
As he expected, it was Franka who knocked on the door, followed by Jenna. They were dressed as assassins with different temperaments. Are they here to fight evil with me? Lumian made a joke.
Franka replied disdainfully: "I don't play pie with people like you who can't afford to lose, as someone who has been cheated by playing cards and has drunk many times."
Lumian played Evil Fighting twice with Jianna and Franka in the past few days, and he never lost much. Not only that, he also laughed at their poor card skills, which made Franka suspect that he was cheating.
In the past few days, he has been crazily pulling his dancers to practice their card skills.
"We came to you to borrow the occult magazine." Franka added as she walked into the small room.
Regarding this, Lumian sneered: "You can't deceive people like this. Why do you have to come here late at night with the occult journal? Can't you wait until tomorrow?"
"I don't think Jenna is a person who stays up late to study. Tell me, what's the matter?"
The two ladies gritted their teeth at the same time.
When Franka was passing through, Jianna glanced left and right, and asked cautiously: "The sound insulation here seems to be not very good. Could it be that people who are quarantined can hear what we are talking about?"
Lumian smiled: "That's right, I've made progress. I know I'm worried about being overheard. Unlike before, I didn't pay attention at all and dared to say anything."
Franka's suspicious eyes moved from Jenna to Lumian, and then from Lumian to Jenna.
"Fuck, at that time, we didn't talk about anything important." Jenna tried hard to defend herself.
"Why don't you say Charlie, as soon as he enters the door, he tells things that no one else can know."
Charlie? Franka's brows furrowed.
"That's because I was sure that the people in the surrounding room were either sleeping or going out, so I didn't stop him."
Lumian stood up, pulled out the ritual silver, and let the spirituality spurt out from the tip of the knife, building a spiritual wall that surrounded the entire room.
The singing and noise on the street and all kinds of movements in the Golden Rooster Hotel suddenly became distant and inaudible.
Seeing such a scene, Jianna felt the changes before and after, and found it very miraculous.
Franka quietly curled her lips, and said to Janna: "This is a means of creating a spiritual wall in ritual magic. It is a basic application, and it will wait until you become a witch."
Speaking of which, she couldn't help but imagine what the witch version of Jenna would look like.
After the two ladies sat side by side by Lumian's bed, you and I talked about the Abbey of the Deep Valley, the disappearance of the gatekeeper, and focused on the harvest of exploring the quarry of the Deep Valley tonight. .
"What do you think is hidden there? What should we do?" Franka threw the bottle of drug back to Lumian.
Lumian looked at this companion who was not wearing red boots, and asked with a smile, "Don't you have an answer?"
With Franke's experience and insight, she must have already thought about the follow-up process.
Franka sneered and said, "My opinion?"
Lumian joked, "This is a chance to earn 20,000 Filkin. Hurry up and take advantage of that strange monk to go back and venture into the deep valley quarry."
Jian Na's eyes turned slightly, and she confirmed with some understanding that what you mean is that it's too dangerous, it's better not to investigate further?
Listening to Lumian's ridicule a lot, she can already tell which ones are irony, which ones are blows, and which ones are pranks.
"That's right." Franka took over the topic, "Thinking back on what the client said, I suspect that something went wrong inside the Deep Valley Monastery. The internal contradictions of an Orthodox Church are very dangerous for any Extraordinary."
Internal conflict? Jana was slightly taken aback.
Lumian laughed and said: "A janitor disappeared, so he disappeared. The client, obviously not his relatives and friends, why did he spend 20,000 Filkin to find him? And he also said that even if the janitor, has become If you become a corpse, you have to carry the corpse to the Abbey of the Deep Valley, isn’t this just for someone to see?”
Jianna was almost convinced, but still had a lot of doubts, but those hands and feet in the secret cave of the quarry were very strange and bloody, and they didn't seem to be made by the Orthodox Church.
PS: On the last day, ask for a monthly pass.