Although he did not fully believe in Termipolos, Lumian was still a little curious about the so-called fate of the encounter.

The last time Themipolos used the word "encounter", he was referring to the blood ore, but this time it couldn't be the little boy Ludwig, right?

This guy has a problem and is not normal, but after communicating with him for a while, in addition to confirming his origin, his IQ and his apparent belief in the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom", there is no real gain, and he can't see the possible future development, unlike the Earth Blood Ore, he clearly knows that as long as he takes it underground and finds the right area, he will have the opportunity to encounter certain things.

The majestic cascading voice of Themipolos reverberated through Lumian's body again: "You will know when the time comes."

"Can't you people make it clear?" Lumien felt his blood gurgle into his head.

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"I'm not human." Themipolos answered Lumian's "question" in the most simple words, "I am a mythical creature." ”

"......" Lumian almost had nothing to say, and forced a sneer, "I doubt that you can really get a glimpse of fate and predict the future, and each time you give a very vague reply with multiple explanations, what is the difference between you and those amateurs in the divination club?" If you have the ability, you can tell me clearly where my next chance to play will be!"

Themipolos replied in a deep voice, "Tonight at 11 o'clock, Rist Dock, warehouse three."

Yes? Lumian didn't expect Termipolos to give a hint.

This made him stunned, and reflexively flooded with a lot of doubts: "Is the angel of fate so kind?"

"As a high-ranking 'dervishesh monk', he should not be so easily provoked and provoked to interpret fate.....

"Have a hidden purpose?

"Anyway, let's ask the 'magician' lady for her opinion."

Lumian quickly made up his mind, stood up, and left the Breeze Ballroom and walked down White Coat Street.

If he has another relatively simple material "arson", he will be able to initially digest the potion and consider obtaining the gift of the "deed person", and he will inevitably be a little anxious, but no matter how eager he is, he can't relax his guard against Themipolos.

White Coat Street, inside the safe house.

Lumian wrote down the little boy Ludwig and the hints of Themipolos on paper, and then arranged the ritual and summoned the doll-like messenger.

While waiting for Ms. "Magician" to reply, he looked through the pile of spiritual creature materials, and found that just reading the descriptions of certain knowledge silently consumed a lot of his spirit, and some even brought dizziness, nausea, irritability, headache, burning and other feelings and certain hallucinations.

This is similar to what Aurel's sorcery notes say, "The knowledge of the gods and certain high-ranking creatures in detail contains strong pollution and contains extremely high dangers...... If the knowledge of chasing human beings is like this, it is really terrifying, and after listening to it, it is likely that it is no longer yourself, or you will die on the spot...... Lumien had to watch for a while and rest for a while to avoid slipping to the brink of danger.

After looking at thirty or forty spirit creatures, he found a familiar face: "Rabbit of Knowledge."

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"Weak spirit creatures, friendly to humans, with a natural thirst for knowledge, rarely refuse to be summoned.

"Different 'rabbits of knowledge' will have certain differences because of the different knowledge they are exposed to, but the common point is that they are proficient in multiple languages, can speak and write, have good reading skills, can extract points from a large amount of knowledge, and copy extremely fast, better than a mechanical typewriter.

"Problem: Poor communication skills, rigid thinking, and some of the 'knowledge rabbits' have become quite dangerous due to their exposure to anomalous knowledge, which has become quite dangerous, and if they are to be summoned, they must be limited to friendly and weak."

Originally, the full name was "Rabbit of Knowledge", and if this creature is summoned in the future, the direction will be even clearer...... However, its abilities and traits are of little use, and if I had been admitted to university, as Oroel had expected, "multilingual" and "good reading skills" would be good...... The speed at which it travels through the spiritual realm is not described, indicating that it has no value in this regard, it is slow, and it consumes a lot of spirituality...... Lumian put down the information, rubbed his temples, and began to rest for the third time.

At this time, the "Doll" messenger finally sent a reply from the "Magician" lady:

"I'm also curious to see what the boy named Ludwig will bring, and I'm not sure what he went to Trier for, but that's to be seen, but maybe it's important.

"What you need to do is watch out for him, his existence itself is kind of interesting.

"Go ahead, I see that opportunity too."

Can't you people speak clearly...... The corners of Lumian's mouth twitched as he finished reading the brief reply.

However, he could feel that Ms. "Magician's" first words were less like a response to him, and more like a condensed embodiment of his own thought process.

In other words, the "magician" lady with astrological abilities could not see Ludwig's fate clearly, and could only have certain doubts.

And the fact that she "can't see her fate clearly" alone can say a lot.

......

10:50 p.m., Rist Quay, outside Warehouse Three.

Lumian hides in the shadows, waiting for the so-called opportunity to play.

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Not long after, the two figures approached the warehouse and walked to a place that was only five or six meters away from Lumian.

One of them suppressed his voice and said anxiously: "Hector, the people from the accounting firm will come to check the accounts tomorrow, what should we do?"

"Do you want to find a thief and steal all the ledgers?"

"What's the use of that? They looked into the warehouse and knew that we had a problem, and that there was less than a tenth of what it should be. Héctor's tone gradually became fierce, "Since you want to do it, why not be completely complete and burn down the entire warehouse?" In that case, who knows if there is a problem with the accounts?"

That's right...... Listening intently, Lumian probably understood where the opportunity to play was.

Seeing that his companion hesitated, Héctor said again:

"There are frequent fires in Trier, everybody is used to it, and we don't have to set fires ourselves, the market area is full of gangsters, and when the time comes, give them a sum of money to get out of Trier.

"Honoré, you can't delay any longer, you have to make a decision now."

Honoré was silent for a while, and then said viciously: "Good! We're going to go to Guy now and let him come along!"

The two quickly circled the warehouse, checked the situation, and then walked in the direction of entering the docks, looking for the colleague named Guy.

After walking a few dozen meters, they suddenly felt that the sky was brighter and redder, and they heard the sound of crackling and burning in their ears.

Honoré and Héctor subconsciously turned around and looked behind them, only to see that the area just now was ablaze with raging flames, and the crimson flames continued to leap upwards and devour the buildings.

"It's on fire, it's on fire......" Héctor muttered to himself, then with a smile on his face, "it's a fire, it's a fire!" Praise the sun, there's really a fire!"

Honoré reacted in a similar way, raising his right hand and drawing a triangular emblem on his chest, muttering words in his mouth.

After a brief moment of ecstasy, Honoré sensed that something was wrong.

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His voice trembled and he said, "It's not the fire, it's not the warehouse, it's our office!"

Their office is a gray two-story house a few meters from the warehouse.

And between that building and the warehouse was an empty space, there was no combustible.

“…..” With a look of fear, Héctor gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go set the warehouse on fire now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an explosion occurred where the red flames were burning.

The explosion wasn't too severe, but the rumbling sound was heard, attracting the attention of the dock sailors and firefighters.

"It's on fire! It's on fire!" The voices came and went, and people began to rush in this direction - as a city with the highest number of fires in the Northern Continent, the firefighters in Trier have a very sophisticated process for dealing with similar things.

Seeing this, Héctor and Honoré, who had not yet had time to approach Warehouse No. 3, collapsed on the side of the road and lost all their strength.

Pier entrance area.

Albus, whose hair seemed to be dyed a little red, withdrew his gaze from the violently burning flames and turned to the middle-aged man standing beside him: "Mr. Guy, your colleagues are more anxious than you."

The man named Guy turned pale and shook his head blankly: "It's not the warehouse that burned......

Albus was silent for a moment, then sneered and said, "I just warned you that hesitation will only bring accidents.

"You can think about how to escape now, I hope you don't hesitate anymore."

Lumian stood beside the simple two-story house, tilting his head slightly, looking at the exaggerated flames that had devoured wood and other combustibles into illusory dragons, his face reflecting bright red, and his eyes full of jumping light.

He smiled and walked towards the fire.

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The purpose of the two arson was to burn down the warehouse and eliminate the incriminating evidence, while the purpose of the Lumien arson was to create a disturbance and attract attention so that the investigators could discover the anomalies in the warehouse!

This is what a qualified citizen should do.

A layer of flames erupted from Lumien's body, and they fit tamely against the clothing, barely igniting.

With such a cloak of flames, Lumian entered the crackling fire.

Fire to fire, smoke repelled, and he easily walked through the building and left the dock in the opposite direction.

After this arson, Lumian initially mastered the power of potions, and was able to complete the containment well, and no longer had abnormal manifestations such as burning sensation in his skin and anxiety in his heart.

Although this was still a long way from truly digesting the potion, at least he had adapted to his state and could withstand further fatalistic gifts.

......

After a few successive counter-stalks, Lumian returned to the safe house on White Coat Street.

He was very happy to be able to digest the "Arsonist" potion before tracking down the parish priest, and he kept a smile on his face, but when he saw the heavy information in the tin cabinet, which contained thousands of pages, his expression fell a little bit.

If you want to read them all, it is simply impossible without a month or two!

How do you find the right contract creature in a short period of time?