Lumian didn't rush through the thick stack of spiritual creature materials, and put them into the iron cabinet that had been added some time ago, along with Aurel's witchcraft notes.

He had something else to do now.

He unscrewed the lid of the jar, reached into the green spirit, and grabbed the gorse brooch called "Decent".

Lumian plans to give the seal a try now in terms of its abilities and debuffs.

This can't wait until it's really going to be a battle to become familiar with it temporarily, and when the time comes, you can't grasp it at all, and you can't form a sufficiently effective cooperation with your own extraordinary ability and attack rhythm.

In the same way, the extent to which the negative effects are certain to be in good condition is now to be tested, and cannot be hastily borne after a battle that has been traumatized both physically and mentally.

By grasping the characteristics of the negative effects in advance, Lumian will be able to make truly effective choices in time that can avoid most of the effects after being forced to use "decent". “

A "hunter" who is not familiar with his "weapon" can easily suffer defeat!"

Lumian placed the brooch carved into a gorse in front of him and began to concentrate and feel as much as he could.

In the process, he felt the wind blowing in from the window, so his heart moved, he stood up, stretched out his right hand, and closed the half-open window.

With this action, the wind in the room suddenly disappeared, as if it was completely blocked out of the glass window.

Lumian then turned around and walked to the door, opening and closing the door softly.

The safe house suddenly became quiet, as if it had become an enclosed space isolated from the outside world.

Lumian sat back down, letting his body emanate feelings that disgusted and hated the critters.

This is an application of the ability to "provoke".

Almost at the same time, a squeaky sound sounded, and a rat came out of nowhere, waving its teeth and claws at Lumian.

Lumian flexed his index finger and thumb and flicked it rather casually.

A little crimson spark flew out and landed on the black-haired mouse, burning it so much that it squeaked and screamed.

The rat was burned in extreme pain, freed from the effects of the "provocation", and began to scurry around the room, seeking a way to escape the place.

But whether it was the crack in the door or the rat hole it had dug out originally, it was sealed by an invisible force, blocking it back.

It lacks the ability to "open the door".

Lumian nodded in satisfaction, using the rat to experiment with the other abilities of the "decent" brooch.

That is, twelve or thirteen minutes, and Lumian, who could not accurately grasp the time without a pocket watch, took off the "decent" brooch and threw it into the green spirit.

At the same time, he once again popped a small red fireball that ended the mouse's life, and the room filled the room with the smell of grease being roasted.

Lumien grabbed the jar and walked out of the safe house, ready to test how disgusting and disgusting it could be.

In the evening, when the gas street lamps were lit up, he had just stepped out of the door of his apartment when he felt the pedestrians and street vendors around him turn their heads to look at him.

It was as if they had seen what they hated most, and they were eager to pick up the knives in their hands, the bottles of wine, or the iron pots in which the food was boiled and attack Lumian.

"The Lion" Charles' signature golden-toned black hair color kept them from turning impulsiveness into reality.

This, this effect is equivalent to a large-scale "provocation...... It's just out of my control...... Lumian had a rough judgment, and walked along the side of the road under unfriendly eyes, and moved closer to Market Avenue.

At that moment, two police officers in black uniforms, silver epaulettes, and standard pistols at their waists passed by.

As soon as they saw Lumian, they pointed at him and shouted with a loud voice; "Stop there, police raid!"

The effect is so strong...... Without saying a word, Lumien turned around and ran away.

"Stop!"

The two policemen shouted a few words and at the same time drew their pistols and aimed them at Lumien's back.

Lumien dodged the pedestrian's outstretched right foot, made a sharp turn, turned into an alley that was blocked by barricades, and rushed into underground Trier without looking back.

He doesn't have a carbide lamp and no dark vision, but the "arsonist" can create light for himself no matter what the environment.

With a ball of crimson fireball on top of his head and on his shoulders on each side, Lumien shook off the two cops with ease and walked towards another underground Trier entrance near White Coat Street.

As he walked, Lumian suddenly turned sideways, dodging a black shadow that shot out of the corner.

It was a snake-like creature with blue and black scales.

It propped up the front half of its body, spitting out a bright red core, and confronted Lumian aggressively.

It's not just disgusting and disgusting to humans......... It has to be seen or touched to have an impact...... Lumian sighed and shook his head, sending one of the fireballs flying, blasting the blue-black viper into threes, scorching the flames.

Because the intensity and scope of the negative effects had been basically determined, he no longer "ventured", but found a nearby cave with no living creatures, extinguished the fireball, sat in the dark, and waited quietly for the effect to disappear.

After an estimated hour, he stood up and once again created three red fireballs above his head, left shoulder, and right shoulder to illuminate the tunnel ahead.

Not long after, Lumian arrived at an exit next to White Coat Street, and saw a figure carrying a calcium carbide lamp coming from the side tunnel.

Lumien laughed, raised his right hand and waved, "You've become a rat who likes to roam underground Trier?"

It was Jana.

Janna also saw him, frowned and said, "Did you use 'provocation'? Why are you so annoying!"

"Almost." Lumian replied vaguely.

Jana couldn't control the disgust in her heart, and blurted out: "! Why are you using 'provocation' on me?"

Yes, you didn't come and beat me up directly, which means that you still treat me as a friend... When the negative effects are about to disappear, the intensity is probably like this...... Lumian smiled and explained simply, "Because of some encounters, I was contaminated with an abominable abomination, and it will soon disappear."

He immediately changed the subject, and looked at Jana, who was wearing a light white shirt and a pale yellow dress, her hair was soft and draped, she didn't wear any makeup, and she wore a small sun emblem around her neck: "Why did you come to underground Trier?"

Jana, who is now more like a memorial parish college student, pouted and said, "Meet those two 'purifiers'."

"Didn't you say, let me show my devotion to the gods? I deliberately dressed like this in the style advocated by the church, and I also wore a sun amulet, and as a result, they led me to underground Trier, saying that it was to avoid passers-by, damn, it's strange to dress like this into underground Trier, okay!"

Perhaps the negative effects of "decency" are really coming to an end, and Janena, who knows the reason, completely controls her reactions and communicates her experience with Lumian in a stable mood.

"Does it work?" Lumian glanced at the brown wooden box in front of Jana's right hand, and didn't rush to ask what it was.

Puzzled, Jana said:

"It works, the 'purifier' named Valentine has a much better attitude towards me, and Imre has had a similar change, but for some reason, they seem to be more defensive and wary of me."

"Maybe you think you're deliberately currying favor with them, and I'm afraid you have other plans." Lumian tried to analyze the mentality of the two purifiers, and pointed to the wooden box that Jana was holding, "They paid you?"

Jaina smiled unconsciously:

"Yes, they have verified the authenticity of the information about the quarry in the deep valley, and told me that it is really important, and gave me two main materials and one auxiliary material for the 'Instigator' potion as payment, and let me collect the rest myself."

"Franka should have the rest of the supporting materials there." Lumian said thoughtfully, "The main material of the Sequence 8 potion is not cheap, and it can even be called precious, is the information of the Deep Valley Quarry really that important?"

What's at stake?

Jaina said "um":

"They didn't go into details, they just told me that due to the problems between the churches, the 'purifiers' can't go directly to the quarry right now and do a full investigation, but they will keep an eye on it to prevent the situation from getting worse.

"They also asked me to continue to contact the client to see if I could get more information from the side, and one of the potions master materials was the advance payment."

"That's reasonable." Lumian nodded slightly.

Jane sighed immediately, "I'm fallen."

"Why do you say that?" Lumien raised an eyebrow.

Jaina scratched at her drooping hair, "I should have asked for a sum of money to pay off all the debts first, and then consider the materials for the 'Instigator' potion for the rest."

"When you become an 'instigator', that money is just a small thing." Lumian scoffed, "You don't think about it

Underground singers are coming to pay off their debts, right?"

Janna was silent for a few seconds and said, "But I don't want to hurt others."

"Wouldn't you just be looking for that kind of villain?" Lumian struggled to "set fire" to Jana's heart.

"TMD, you're the 'instigator', right?" Janna muttered, then asked, "How much should I compensate Franca?" We got that information together, and I can't be the only one to get paid, she can't get anything. ”

Lumian laughed: "Counting the potion recipe she gave you, even if you use the friend price, you have to give her a small 20,000 Fergin."

"Little 20,000 Fergin...... "Jana looked pained, "I can only owe it first, you say, will the higher the sequence, the more money you owe?" Potion recipes and ingredients are so expensive......"

"But the ability to make money will be stronger." Lumian said half-encouragingly, half-comfortingly.

He then extinguished the three fireballs on his body, rubbed the light of Jana's calcium carbide lamp, and walked towards the exit of Trier underground.

After walking a few steps, Jane asked suspiciously, "Why do you want to make a fireball on the top of your head and on both shoulders, what's the point?"

"Haven't you heard that there are three lamps on a person's head, one on the top of the head, one on the left shoulder, and one on the right shoulder?" Lumien asked rhetorically.

"Nope." Janna shook her head and asked curiously, "Is this occult knowledge?"

"No, folklore." Lumian smiled, "I thought it was cool, so I simulated it." ”

Jane Na couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth: "! You're so naïve!"

During the exchange, the two of them left Trier underground and entered apartment 601 at 3 White Coat Street under Franca's suspicious gaze.