"Only death lasts forever?"

Both Lumien and Janna didn't quite understand what they saw and what they heard, and they turned their eyes to Franca.

When Franka saw that Salente had finished his prayer and left the door of the basement, the picture in the mirror turned to darkness, and he also ended his divination, and said thoughtfully, "It seems to be someone from the Spirit Order." ”

Lumian had seen the name of this secret organization in Auuror's witchcraft notes, and knew that their source was the royal family of the Southern Continent Byron Empire and the believers of the ancient "Grim Reaper", and the goal seemed to be to awaken or resurrect the "Grim Reaper", as well as drive out the colonists and rebuild the Byron Empire.

Because Aurel's knowledge of the "Spirit Order" is very broad, and there is a lack of details such as well-known figures and prayer methods, Lumian is not clear.

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"Spirit Order?" Jane did not hide her lack of knowledge in this area.

Franka gave a brief account of the Spiritual Order, which was largely consistent with what Lumian knew.

She concluded:

"In the Southern Continent, the status of the 'Spirit Order' and the 'Rose School' is similar, but they rarely engage in blood sacrifices, and they rarely create terrorist incidents, my impression of them is okay, of course, this kind of secret organization involving faith will inevitably hold some rituals, and the "Spirit Order" that tries to resurrect the "Grim Reaper" is no exception, and such rituals are always indispensable sacrifices.

"Well, the current leader of the Spirit Order is a demigod nicknamed the Pale Empress."

If the strength of the "Spirit Order" and the "Rose School" is close, the "Pale Queen" is most likely an angel...... Lumian raised his hand and rubbed his head, not having the energy to do more analysis.

Jaina glanced in the direction of the "Highland Secret Medicine" store suspiciously:

"That boss just now is from Intis, why did he join the 'Spirit Order'?"

The idea of the "Spirit Order" was to drive out the colonists and rebuild the Byron Empire, and Intis was one of the colonists who occupied West Byron.

If Salente was a commoner living in Trier like Jaena and had no clear concept of colonial interests, it would be understandable that he would join the "Spirit Order" out of sympathy, but he had lived in the southern continent for more than ten years, and he didn't know how much convenience and benefits he had gained by virtue of his identity as an Intis, and he would actually oppose this situation in his favor.

Franka grunted:

"Who knows, there are too many possibilities, for example, being caught and forced to convert, being controlled by occult forces, for example, being lured by interests, falling deeper and deeper step by step, and finally becoming a devout believer, for example, being saved by a well-meaning 'Grim Reaper' believer, and gradually changing his cognition.

"No matter what, the 'Spirit Cult' is quite smart to let a real Northern Continent person come to the Star Plateau to open a secret medicine store, sell mummies, and act as eyeliner, at least it won't be easily suspected."

Seeing that Lumian was already very tired, Franca didn't say anything more, and found a nearby hotel and opened a room.

When Lumian awoke from his slumber, the sun shone through the glass window on the faces of Franca and Jaina at the table, high white clouds like cotton, and the blue sky was clear.

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Franka and Janea nibble on a corn burrito sprinkled with spices and wrapped in pieces of beef and lamb, and a fork with roasted onions, potatoes, corn and various meats, each with a glass of corn-sweet fragrance in front of them.

"You're having a great time." Lumien rolled over and sat up, chuckling.

Franka took the food in her mouth and said vaguely:

"It's hard to get the Star Plateau once, and things are done, of course, you have to relax and relax.

"What's it called? It's called, it's called...... Forget it, you can understand what I mean!"

She didn't organize the corresponding language for a long time, and finally chose to give up and concentrate on eating cakes.

Jana pointed to her right hand and said, "We've got lunch for you."

It was a pan-fried beef strip sprinkled with a red sauce and a faint aroma of wine.

"I thought you would be afraid to go out because of the language barrier." Lumian sat down, quickly filling his hungry stomach. "

Last time, he had found that there were fewer natives who could speak Intilis than Natives, and that this "knowing" was often limited to barely understanding and being able to communicate simply.

Franka swallowed the burrito in her mouth, took a sip of hot corn juice and said, "Body language is the language of the world."

With a funny look on her face, Jane added helpfully:

"I can't describe how good Franca is, and she can learn how to bark pigs, cows, and sheep to tell stall owners who don't know Indisian what kind of meat she wants.

"However, the nobles here are different from what I imagined, they are more like the people of the Northern Continent than their compatriots."

The three of them had lunch leisurely and chatted about what they had seen, just like having a real vacation.

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Late at night, in the Candid Market area, in the Rist Quay, inside the abandoned building that Lumien set fire to.

Fearing that her promotion in the apartment would bring about unusual changes, Franca, who caused an unnecessary reaction from the nearby residents, followed Lumian's advice and chose this no-man's land.

She quickly built a "spiritual wall" and took out the mummy ashes that had been burned by Lumian.

Lumian and Jana stood a little farther away, watching Franca's skillful blending of potions and cocking their heads to drink.

After a brief pause, Franca's face contorted as if in agony.

Immediately after, her flaxen hair, tied in a ponytail, broke free from its restraints, was held by an invisible force, floated, and stretched out in all directions.

The hair grew more and more, denser, longer, and more blurred, and quickly filled the area encased in the "spiritual wall", like a primeval forest of filaments.

Witnessing this scene, Janna once again felt the magic and weirdness of the potion.

Blocked by her hair, she and Lumien both lost Franca's figure, and could only wait patiently for the anomaly to subside. Maybe it was only a few tens of seconds, maybe more than two minutes, and they finally saw the long, flaxen-colored hair disappear, and the rest retracted back into Franca's body.

Franka happily turned to the side, looked at the two companions with lake-colored eyes, and said, "It's going well."

"If you want to be promoted later, it will be very troublesome and difficult."

For some reason, for the first time, Jane felt that Franca's floral blouse and the off-white breeches she often wore were very suitable for her, outlining a certain beauty that was difficult to put into words, making her face flush and her ears hot when she was also a woman, and Lumian had some unnatural and unnecessary heat and reactions.

After Franka got used to the power of the Witch of Pleasure, Lumian and Janna finally calmed down their throbbing and felt that their feelings were much more normal.

Packing up her things and lifting the "spiritual wall", Franka smiled and walked up to the two of them, her eyes shining like a lake reflecting light.

"What are the general improvements?" Lumian asked without hesitation. "

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Franka's eyes rolled and she smiled, "Guess."

"I'm not a 'witch', how can I guess?" As soon as Lumian finished speaking, he suddenly frowned.

He felt like his legs and body were being wrapped around something intangible!

With a snap, a crimson flame erupted from Lumian's body, igniting the strange things.

It was only then that he and Jane saw the invisible threads passively dyed crimson, much like transparent spider silk.

"Now you know, right?" Franka chuckled and asked Lumian and Jane narrowly, "Would you like to try something else?"

"Don't!"

"No, you don't."

Both Jana and Lumian sensed something strange and replied in unison.

Franka then laughed and said, "Don't really try it?" I can make you experience true joy through simple touch. ”

"!" Instinctively, Jana took a step back and burst into a foul mouth.

Lumian looked at Franca, and for a moment couldn't tell if this guy was playing tricks on people, or if he really had some ideas.

Well, the target should be Jana...... I don't rule out the possibility of using simple contact to make me embarrassed...... As Lumian's thoughts turned, Franca's expression froze, and she said very seriously:

"In addition to the two I just mentioned, my 'Black Flame', 'Frost', 'Curse' abilities and 'Mirror Magic' have all been effectively enhanced, and they can be combined with each other, for example, using mirrors to lock onto targets, relying on 'Black Flame' to complete curses, for example, in addition to 'Mirror Doubles' and 'Wand Doubles', there is sorcery to defend against critical damage and initial recovery.

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"The abilities of the 'Assassin' and 'Instigator' have also been improved."

She said very briefly, only mentioning the general situation, without going into details.

Lumian nodded, reviewing Franca's performance just now, and asked thoughtfully, "Do you have any other abilities like charm?"

Franka smiled but didn't say anything.

After looking at it carefully for a while, she pointed to Franka and said:

"You're prettier!"

There are no obvious flaws in the combination of individual facial features and the whole, and there seems to be brilliance overflowing between speech and demeanor, which is an atmospheric, flamboyant, and undisguised beauty.

"Really?" Franca was pleasantly surprised.

Lumian couldn't help but raise his hand and touch his chin:

"Hidden Blade" lady will really choose Predator Knight when she reaches Sequence 5 and Sequence 4"?

Saying goodbye to Franka and Jana, on the way back to the Golden Rooster Hotel, Lumian suddenly remembered something and asked in a suppressed voice:

"What is the name of the latter gift of the 'Contracted One', Telmipolos?"

Themipolos remained silent and did not reply.

Lumian suddenly sneered:

"It's okay, he'll tell me when I find the parish priest."

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Although on the catch Guillaume. Bennet, he's not particularly sure yet, but he has to be confident enough at this point.

......

The day of the prophecy will come soon.

Red Princess District, the intersection of City Wall Street and White Horse Street.

Dressed in a white shirt, black waistcoat, brown trousers, and strapless leather shoes, Lumien easily jumped out of the public carriage, raised his head, and set his eyes on the neighborhood that seemed to be awake yet.