Invite me to join your team without doing a background check or confirming my strength? Wouldn't that be a little too hasty? As the oracle of Mr. "Fool", you are so confident in your own strength? Lumian couldn't help but sneer.

He looked at Daniz and responded with a smile: "No."

"Blaze" Daniz gave a "hmm" in a raised finish, both questioning and as if making a final confirmation.

Lumian inserted his right hand into his trouser pocket and said with an unchanged smile, "Not interested."

What are you kidding, if I join your team, how will I complete the mission of the "Tarot Club"?

This requires you to negotiate with the magician's lady!

Daniz's dark blue but bright eyes narrowed slightly, and the temperament of the whole person instantly became sharp.

This made Lumian feel as if he was standing in front of a spear, or holding a gun to his forehead, and he had an uncontrollable sense of danger and fear.

He didn't look away, calmly staring at Daniz "Blazing" as if he were confronting an apex predator.

After a brief silence when the air froze, Daniz "Blaze" smiled: "Yes, the will is quite strong, there is enough courage, I appreciate you more and more."

With that, the former great pirate and now the "Fool" oracle turned around and walked towards the brightly lit neighborhood in the distance.

Confident, of course, strong-willed...... Lumian muttered silently and pulled his right hand out of his trouser pocket.

He has a tarot card between his thumb and forefinger.

Tarot cards belonging to the "Seven of Wands"!

Although he couldn't understand Daniz's behavior of pulling people into the gang at will, he was still quite happy to meet the envoy of Mr. "Fool".

This shows that the Church of the Fools is not weak in Trier.

After leaving Lavigny Pier, Lumien took a horse-drawn carriage to the Boulevard area, walked to 19 Sher Street, and met Mr. K in the basement of the headquarters building of Psychic Magazine.

The Aurora Society's emissary still sits in the red chair, his face hidden in the deep shadows of his black hood.

He asked hoarsely, "In the fight for Gardner. Martin trusts this, how are you doing?"

Lumian replied calmly, "I have joined the Predator-Blooded Cross."

Mr. K was silent for a moment, and after a few seconds asked, "How did you get Gardner. Martin trusted? How did he test you? How did you pass the test?"

The envoy of the "Aurora Society" changed his usual posture and asked three questions in one breath.

Lumien smiled, "Actually, you don't need to gain Gardnermartin's trust, the very fact of joining the 'Iron Cross' can bring loyalty."

Hearing this, Mr. K's body that had been leaning on the back of the chair sat up straight, and the shadow in the basement seemed to come to life, and there was a squirming that seemed to be out of nowhere.

With his level and insight, it is not difficult to hear the hidden meaning of Lumian's words just now.

And that may well be equated with danger: Lumian has truly become a member of the "Predator Cross" and has pledged his allegiance to them, and this report mission is to bring the strong men of the "Predator Cross" with him!

Lumian smiled, ignoring the great sense of oppression that Mr. K brings, and told Gardner. Martin himself has become the "arsonist" of Sequence 7 and continues to talk about the vigil and the official initiation ceremony at 13 Market Avenue.

He didn't hide that he went underground to trade, and was frightened by the monster created by the "superintendent" Olsen.

At the end of the day, Mr. K stood up and excitedly confirmed the details of Lumian's presence at 13 Market Avenue.

Knowing that he had recited that person's name at the critical moment and received the divine revelation of "don't respond", Mr. K laughed wildly: "Hahaha, hahaha, sure enough, piety is the only way out!"

The hooded envoy laughed more and more exaggeratedly, and the sound echoed through the basement, causing Lumian's eardrums to vibrate visibly, causing his nose to smell the salty smell of blood.

"Hahaha! Hahaha!"

Mr. K smiled so hard that he couldn't straighten up, and his body was almost bent.

He didn't hide his state anymore, the entire basement seemed to be shrouded in a shadow, and he was the source of danger standing behind the shadows.

After a few moments, Mr. K. ignored Lumian's presence, knelt down, buried his body, and began to pray almost silently, as if thanking the Creator of all, the all-knowing and all-powerful God.

Lumian controlled the twitching of the corners of his mouth, and before leaving for the Lavigny Pier, he arranged a ritual to pray to Mr. "Fool" for the blessing of an angel, and he praised the "true creator" of the "Aurora Society" faith, and drew a cross on his chest in the order of up, down, left and right.

After a sudden burst of sincere prayer, Mr. K stood up and said in a fanatical tone, "It's all the Lord's arrangement, He has brought you here and joined us."

It depends on which Lord you are talking about...... Lumian muttered amusement, but humbly replied, "What He says will come true."

This is one of the religious languages of the Aurora Society, which Mr. K teaches, and Lumian has always used it as a sermon sentence to describe the god's strength, and he thinks it seems good to use in the current conversation.

Mr. K, who was wearing a hood, nodded in satisfaction: "I have arranged for people to approach several members of the 'Iron Cross Society' many times before, but they have all lost contact with me and no longer reported to me, and even brought me a lot of danger.

"Now, I understand why they failed, they weren't religious! In the face of danger and pollution, it did not occur to me to recite the name of our Lord and ask Him for protection!

"And at the critical moment, you have only my Lord left in your mind, which is the piety that I appreciate the most."

"That's the only reason why you finally succeeded in joining the Predator-Blooded Cross without being tainted!"

All that is left in my mind is the gods of faith...... Will this affect IQ? Lumian looked at Mr. K, gaining a better understanding of his state, his spirit, his way of thinking.

Mr. K paced back and forth in front of Lumian, his voice clearly filled with excitement:

"Based on the information you've sent back, I have a certain guess as to why the Predator Cross is in trouble, and I have a new understanding of their current state and what they want to do.

"The task I gave you can be said to be halfway completed, and next, you need to slowly investigate the source of the anomaly and the accurate timeline and roadmap of their riot.

"If they find a way or a passage into the Quaternary Trier, you have to find a way to inform me as soon as possible, and you can't let them succeed."

Speaking of this, Mr. K thought for a few seconds and said: "The first choice is to take out my finger and set it on fire, as long as the environment is not special, I can sense it and roughly understand what is happening."

"If not, pray to my Lord at once, as you did this time."

"Okay." Lumian agreed.

At that time, he may have to try to contact the "magician" lady, so it can be said that it is very busy.

After explaining the follow-up tasks, Mr. K looked at Lumian and said in a cordial tone: "Since you have completed half of the task and passed back the key information, then I can't be stingy with rewards, say, what do you want?"

"I want a weird type of magical item, and if I don't have it, the corresponding extraordinary properties are fine, and I can find a 'craftsman' to make it myself." Lumien was not polite at all. “

Mr. K chuckled, "This is what you deserve."

"Come back in three days, and I'll give you a couple of options, or just give you what I think is best for you."

"Thank you, Mr. K." Lumian thanked him sincerely.

This is much more generous than the Predator Cross!

"It is not me who you should be thankful for, but the Lord." Mr. K responded with a smiling voice.

Rather reluctantly, Lumian painted the cross again: "Praise you, praise you for creating everything, praise you for carrying the sins of the world."

Mr. K also praised the true Creator", and finally said, "It's a pity that our 'Aurora Society' does not have a godfather and a son, otherwise I would be willing to do a baptism for you again."

Why do so many people express their appreciation in the way they want to be someone else's dad? Lumian laughed.

Lumian, who had received Mr. K's promise, was in a good mood, and after returning to the Golden Rooster Hotel, he went directly to the basement bar, where he asked for a glass of lemon soju with a unique taste, and while chatting with people, he watched Charlie come back here with amusement, jumping to the small round table and telling all kinds of rumors.

At the same time, there are intermittent singing voices and dancing rhythms clapping with palms.

This lively atmosphere lasted until the early hours of the morning, and the customers who were still busy with work at dawn went back to their accommodations.

Lumian, who does multiple-choice questions in room 207 and other places every day, feels that he has been sleeping in the Golden Rooster Hotel a lot lately, and plans to balance it out and go to the Breeze Ballroom.

As soon as he left the Golden Rooster Hotel, he walked more than ten meters along the chaotic street without a few gas street lamps, and a figure appeared in the dark shadow in front of him.

The figure was no shorter than Lumien, broad-shouldered, muscular, wearing a linen shirt and brown jacket, and a wide-brimmed brown hat.

His hair is grayish, his eyes are dark, and his skin is full of hair, which is very wild.

After stopping Lumian, the man, who could not judge the exact age from his appearance, raised his chin slightly and said, "You are Charles. Dubois?"

Are you worthy to call my name too? Lumian, who wanted to respond like this, felt that the other party's purpose was unclear and a little arrogant, so he decided to pretend.

He asked warily, "Are you?"

The man's posture remained unchanged, and he did not answer, and asked further with an indifferent expression, "Tell me, who is the boss of your Savoyard Party."