In an instant, Lumian's spirit was highly tense.

He turned around, returned to the bedside, and picked up "Fallen Mercury" with his left hand, which was wrapped around a white strap.

Then he grabbed his shotgun, went to the bedroom window to the sound of "jingle bells", and looked cautiously at the door.

There was no one there!

At this moment, Lumien's heart seemed to stop beating.

He was going to turn on the "Vision" and take a look.

Because when he entered a meditative state in the ruins of the dream and maintained it for a few seconds, he would hear the crazy and terrifying sound and show signs of losing control, so he couldn't use this ability relatively smoothly, and it took a while to complete the corresponding operation.

But even with the "Spiritual Vision" turned on, he still didn't find any figure at the door.

However, the sound of the doorbell echoed.

With all sorts of thoughts rushing around, Lumian seriously considered going back to bed and forced himself to fall asleep and get out of his dreams.

But thinking that an unknown danger had arrived, and that he could invade his half-ground-level two-story building at any time, he felt that even if he returned to reality, he might not be able to escape the subsequent attack.

"Two cases:

"If the one who rings the doorbell can come in, I will go to bed and give up resistance;

"If it comes in, as long as the cloth is stimulated to open the door on its own, it's fine.

"How about the pipe, you have to go downstairs to see the ......"

Lumian quickly made up his mind.

He thrust the "fallen mercury" back into his waist, pinned his axe, grabbed his shotgun, stepped out of the door, and descended the stairs with great caution.

As soon as he arrived on the first floor, a figure appeared in his eyes.

At the dining table for six people, directly opposite the staircase, sat the mysterious lady that Lumien had been looking for earlier.

She wears a white short top with a huge bow at the neckline, and the lower body seems to be a pair of pearl gray loose pants, which has a casual feeling and a different kind of refinement.

At this time, she was holding a light golden drink and sipping it gently, with a low black hat beside her hand.

Lumian instantly relaxed, and walked towards the mysterious lady with brown hair and blue eyes.

He put away the shotgun and axe on one side, pulled out the chair across the table and sat down, and asked:

"Can you come in here?"

The lady put down the wine glass in her hand and smiled slightly:

"Buran, how do you think those materials got to your room?"

As she spoke, the sound of jingling bells subsided.

Lumian glanced at the door, and Butai said understandingly:

"You're already in, why are you ringing the doorbell?"

The lady smiled:

"It's courtesy."

Politeness that scares people to death? Lumian only dared to muttered in his heart.

He got straight to the point:

"I've got the extraordinary material for 'Arsonist', well, it should be 'Arsonist'."

The lady nodded slightly, "I know, that's what I'm here for you." ”

"Would you like to help me isolate the provocateur's extraordinary traits and give me the corresponding potion recipe?" Sumian suppressed the sudden happiness and asked, "I was about to go to the old tavern to look for you. ”

As for what kind of price he will pay for this, he already cares.

The lady smiled and said:

"With the current situation in Kordu Village, it will be dangerous for you to go out, so I came here directly."

"I can do provide you with the help you want, but this time it's free."

Lumian once again found that indescribable emotion in the woman's eyes, and the statement that "cloth is free" reassured him. ”

The unknown is more frightening.

"What do I have to give?" He asked hesitantly.

The lady said in a calm voice:

"The extraordinary characteristics of the separated 'Pyroman' and 'Hunter' belong to me."

It's that simple? Lumian was surprised.

He even felt that this was the price, after all, for a long time, he should not be able to use the extraordinary characteristics of the "Arsonist".

The woman continued:

"With all the help that was originally provided, after you, if you have a future, you have to do something for me."

Lumian suddenly felt the undecipherable emotion in the eyes of the lady in front of him become more and more obvious.

He asked tentatively:

"What if I don't have a queen?"

The lady laughed;

"Is it a common thing to fail to invest? Your sister uses divination to buy stocks.

"What do you need me to do?" Lumien asked without any hesitation.

The lady sighed softly:

"Let's talk about it if you survive.

"Alright, you give me the extraordinary traits you got."

Lumien immediately got up and walked to the stairs leading to the second floor.

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Before entering the staircase, he could barely control himself, and walked as fast as he could, and when the lady's eyes could no longer see him, he staggered and ran.

Not long after, Lumian returned to the first floor with the cloth bag containing the extraordinary characteristics of the "arsonist" and walked to the dining table.

The lady lifted her glass again, sipping on the pale golden liquid.

"What is this?" Lumian asked casually.

The lady explained simply:

"An aperitif from Trier, called 'Poca Noir', is made by soaking ginger, cinnamon, nutmeg and cloves in sweet wine for a long time, and the taste is very wrong."

Lumian had just talked about this topic in order to get closer, and without asking any more questions, he opened the cloth bag and dug out the burning "heart" from the dirt.

The fiery sensation burned his palm, and he endured the intense pain that was too strong for the cloth to lean forward and handed the extraordinary property to the lady across the table.

The lady stretched out the palm of her left hand and let the "heart" float in mid-air!

She glanced at Lumian and smiled:

"After that, keep the extraordinary traits, and remember to change the environment every once in a while. If this kind of thing comes into contact with something for a long time, it is likely to combine with the other party and become a magical item that needs to be sealed. ”

That's right..... Lumian asked:

"How often?"

"Normally, two to three days." The lady said casually, "But there are always accidents, and my advice is to change the environment every twenty-four hours." If you can find the right way to seal and keep it, it can take months or even years to change it, and if you've already made extraordinary ingredients into potions, you have to drink them as soon as possible, otherwise the liquid will easily bind to the bottle. ”

As she spoke, there seemed to be a flash of light on her body, and the burning "heart" turned into countless red fireflies.

The "fireflies" fluttered, circled, and condensed with each other, and finally formed three things:

a clump of crimson, very elastic and textured; A "burning heart" that is a little smaller than just now, and has not many holes: a dark black "stone" that seems to have liquid flowing on the surface and emits a strong foul smell.

The lady only stroked these three things with a slight stroke of her right palm, and two of them disappeared into thin air.

All that was left on the table was the dark "stone" that was only half a fist in size.

"That's what 'provocateur' is a trait?" Lumian asked expectantly.

The lady took out a sticky note paper and a round-bellied pen with a silver shell, and wrote the potion recipe with a brush, and reminded on the other side:

"You're still too lacking in occult knowledge, and after killing that monster, you only took away the extraordinary characteristics.

"This otherworldly creature is spiritual, and many things on its body can be used to make charms, potions, and materials for certain spells and rituals, and the simplest example, its blood is one of the auxiliary materials for the 'Arsonist' potion.

"Although the 'Arsonist' potion requires the blood of a fire salamander, that monster's can also be, essentially the same, or even better."

The more Lumien listened, the more he regretted it.

Although Auror's mixed adventure elements more or less have bridges of hunting monsters and taking a certain part, he does not associate this kind of thing with reality, and feels that the extraordinary characteristics of the fire monster are precious.

And if I go to get it again today, the blood is dry!

The lady didn't bother with his reaction, and tore off the top piece of sticky note, letting it flutter towards Lumian.

Lumian stretched out his hand to take it, and looked at the string of words with a waiting:

'Provocateur' Potion Recipe:

"Main Material: One copy of the extraordinary characteristics of the 'Provocateur';

"Auxiliary materials: 50 ml of distilled spirit, 10 drops of honeysuckle flower hydrosol, 5 grams of grapevine powder, 10 grams of water fern powder;

"Application: Drink straight.

After reading it, Lumian asked with a little confusion:

"There are no spiritual materials... …”

It's like the blood of a fire salamander.

The lady smiled:

"Butong's potions have a need for Butong, and you're mainly taking the occult symbol.

"For example, water fern is 'easily influenced by other people's words,' which is very similar to the nature of 'provocateur'. ”

Is the "provocateur" to let others be influenced by his own words? Lumian put away the sticky note and thought about where to get the supporting materials:

Distilled spirits are available at home, and Auroel likes to put them when cooking certain dishes; Grapevines and water ferns are everywhere in the Dariege region, but they may have to venture out; There are only honeysuckle flowers, so you have to ask Aurore if there are any .......... in the casting materials

When Lumian raised his head again, the lady across from him, along with the black dwarf hat and the "black poca"

The aperitif has disappeared.

He didn't notice when the other party was leaving.

This is still the case when his "spiritual vision" has not been closed.

Whew, Lumian exhaled, took the extraordinary properties of the "Provocateur" and the potion recipe, and with a mood of joy and anticipation, returned to the second floor and entered the bedroom.

He quickly lay down on the bed, intending to go back to reality and ask Aurore about it, hoping to get together the supporting materials tonight.

He didn't even care that the "Vision" was still on, and it would end on its own when he fell asleep anyway.

In the middle of the night, when no light seeped in, Lumian opened his eyes and looked sideways at Aurel.

He happily wanted to tell his sister that he had obtained the recipe for the "Provocateur" potion.

Almost at the same time, he saw Auror's mouth open slightly, and a clear and transparent figure crawled out of it.

It's a strange lizard-like creature!

Lumian's gaze froze instantly, and when the transparent lizard-like creature looked around, he subconsciously closed his eyes again.

The "lizard" looked around, quickly crawled away from Aurore's mouth, and left the room.

Lumian opened his eyes again and looked at his sister in a daze.

Auror's face was covered in darkness, and it was very clear. ”

She slept soundly with her mouth slightly open.

Lumian watched as if he had become a statue.

In the thick of the night, his heart slowly slid into the abyss.