Are the dogs in the vicinity of this monastery so religious? Lumian retracted his gaze and sneered.

He then left the woods.

For him, what needed to be mastered was the route from the Red Swan Castle to the Sacred Heart Monastery, as well as the environment that could be exploited on the way, and as for what the Abbot of the Sacred Heart looked like, whether there was anything special about it, he didn't care at all.

By three or four o'clock in the afternoon, he had surveyed the terrain around the Red Swan Castle and found several escape routes that could be used in case of emergency, some of which belonged to the main road, next to the freight railway, and some of which had to cross woods, lakes or hills, which were not only relatively hidden, but also had many natural traps.

Lumian originally considered whether to infiltrate the Red Swan Castle in the form of a dog, but later found out that the guards there were very tight, and stray dogs would inevitably be killed if they dared to approach.

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"It's a pity, the 'art of animal making' can only become a larger animal, and the implicit requirement is that the fur can wrap up the curled up humans, otherwise, I can turn into a mouse, I don't believe you can still guard against it!" Lumian sighed and left the area, finding a nearby place where no one was.

Then, with his spirit shaking the air inside the dog's skin, he muttered two Hermetian words in a vague voice:

"Your Excellency, Archbishop!"

It is not difficult for Lumian to make a sound in this way, but the difficulty is that he is sealed by the "art of animal creation", and his spirituality is also limited, neither can extend the body and dog skin, and the number has become very rare, so the corresponding voice will be confined to the dog skin, others cannot hear it, and if he can't say a few words, he can also chant the spell to be lifted.

There was a flash of dark light, and the brownish-yellow dog skin cracked through it, revealing Lumian's body.

Lumian crawled out, folded the fur, and cradled it in his arms.

It no longer possessed any supernatural powers, and had to resort to rituals to function again, and Lumian had no intention of discarding it, after all, it was difficult to find such a complete and large dog skin.

"There's a ritual dog skin left, so I'll have to save some of it." Lumian grunted as he followed the familiar path to the nearest town.

In a metropolis like Trier, ritual dog skins are more practical than ritual sheepskins and ritual cowhides, and if you put on the latter two and become the corresponding animals, Lumian will become the focus of the public, and it will not achieve the effect of escaping attention, after all, when you meet a sheep walking alone on the street, everyone wants to quietly take it home and make all kinds of delicious food, besides, Trier also has the kind of pervert who likes sheep butts.

By the time Lumian returned to Apartment 601 at 3 White Coat Street, it was already dark.

Franka changed back to her usual attire and sat cross-legged in her easy chair, staring warily at the "lie" necklace in the corner of the coffee table, as if the other party would jump up and slap her twice at any moment.

"What's wrong?" Lumian, who closed the door of the room, casually put away the "lie".

Franca's expression changed a few times, and she said, "Hey":

"When I came back, I was idle, I tried to fine-tune my face, and the result was .....

Speaking of this, she sighed with fear and retrospectiveness:

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"I was mesmerized by myself in the mirror!

"I've never seen such a perfect woman, just looking at her face, I can look at it for a whole day, no, a lifetime!"

Lumien thought for a moment and said:

"It's okay to lie to deceive others, but don't deceive yourself."

"I know, but the effect of 'Witch of Pleasure' and 'Lies' is really strong." Franka said sincerely, "I finally managed to control myself, forcibly took off the necklace, and threw it on the coffee table, well, my kind of addiction also has the relationship that it amplifies emotions, but I still can't help but reminisce, I can't help but want to try again, hehe, my mind has withstood the test." ”

After not seeing the "lie" necklace, Franca visibly relaxed, laughed and said:

"You were just playing, uh, admonishing me in your sister's language?"

"Yes, to prepare for your meeting." Lumien doesn't hide that he's been practicing Aurel's way of speaking lately.

Franka nodded lightly:

"It's pretty natural, and if it's always at this level, it's not a problem to hide from them."

wωω •ttкan •C〇

Without waiting for Lumian to respond, the "Witch of Pleasure" laughed and said:

"How do honey-baked chicken wings taste?"

"Okay." Lumian commented pertinently.

Franka asked with interest and a little teasing:

"Could it be the taste of a dog? Has your sense of smell improved?"

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"There will be a certain impact, but it will not completely become a dog, and it will retain a large part of the human feeling." Lumian gave the answer with an experimental attitude.

"What about the rest?" Franka asked further.

Lumien recalled:

"Anything else? It's more like my soul is stuffed into the body of a real dog, and everything I do will be limited and affected by the body, including ......"

Sitting on the couch, he lifted his leg and posed as a canine creature urinating.

Franka snorted:

"Do you really don't care about your image at all, and you don't have any psychological burden at all?"

"What's the matter?" Lumien shrugged his shoulders.

Franka thought for a moment, and her eyes turned slightly:

"One last question, uh, you, are you affected by the dog's hormones and thus react abnormally to other dogs?"

"The body is mine, the dog is just the skin, just the external limitation." Lumian had a look on his face if you were a fool.

Then he learned from the "magician" lady:

"Are you done asking?"

"I'm done." Franka was satisfied.

Lumian smiled:

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"Then it's time for me to ask.

"What do you think of the ladies you observed today?"

Franka unconsciously turned up a few flaxen hairs that had fallen out of the ponytail and said:

"There are two suspects......

She repeated her speculation, and finally said:

"The orange-haired woman gave me a weird feeling, as if she was attracting me."

Lumian smiled:

"You're right, it's at least a 'Witch of Pleasure' or an extraordinary person with a corresponding magical item."

After confirming that it was the extraordinary person of the "witch" path, he felt a charm similar to Franca's instinct from the other party's every move, which was a bit difficult for him to resist when most of his abilities were sealed, but fortunately, the patience of the "dervishes" was still there.

"The Witch'?" Franka didn't think about this possibility, and said to herself thoughtfully, "Also, how can a women's party not attract one or two 'witches'..."

Lumian listened with some understanding:

"To bring pleasure to others, and to make oneself happy?"

He felt like it was the need to play.

"That's one thing, even if it's not for the digestion of potions, I want to go, but I can control myself, other 'witches' may not be." Franka said with a look of disdain and a little embarrassment.

Lumian didn't quite understand this sentence and instead said:

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"She was stalking you later, but you dumped her."

"Ah...... "Franca," Franka said for a moment, "she should be from the witch family." ”

"The witch family you mentioned?" Lumian had heard Franca talk briefly about the Secret Order.

In fact, he has never understood why the "witches" can form a family?

Matrilineal society?

Franka sighed and said:

"Yes, that's also called the Witch Sect, the earliest source is the family established by the descendants of the 'Primordial Witch' in the Quaternary Age, well, the 'Primordial Witch' is the sequence 0 of the 'Assassin' path, the real god, he is widely regarded as an evil god, also known as the 'Chaos Witch'."

The "Original Witch" ........ Lumian wrote down the name.

Franka continues:

"The core of the witch family has always been the descendants of the 'original witches', but they will also recruit or develop 'assassins' with foreign surnames, which is equivalent to a sect, holding all the potion recipes and most of the resources of this path.

"Only the 'witches' of the witch sect will stalk the suspected wild 'witches' when they meet for the first time."

"To reclaim extraordinary properties?" Lumien asked.

Whether it's soliciting or killing, it's an extraordinary feature of recycling.

Franka pursed her lips and said:

"Yes, they don't want the extraordinary characteristics of the 'witch' path to be lost outside their sect, and besides, they hate female 'assassins' very much, and they will eliminate one when they see one."

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"Why?" Lumien couldn't understand.

Franka gave him a "resentful" look, as if to blame him for asking such a question.

She sighed and said:

"Because the 'Primordial Witch' was originally a male, and in the process of becoming a god through the 'Assassin' path, he completely became a woman, and his mind was twisted and full of pain, and the people of the Witch Sect declared that they wanted to be close to the Primordial.

"Therefore, every 'witch' in the witch sect used to be a man, and after they have experienced pain and suffering, they have become extremely distorted, and if you want to see other men have similar experiences and experiences, you may not know that these 'witches' will find a man to have a child, the baby girl will be sent away, and the baby boy will stay, repeating his mother's life."

As the prankster king of Kordu Village, Lumian couldn't help but shake his head:

"Wouldn't that be too perverted?"

"What's even more perverted is that the fathers of those children have ended up becoming 'witches'." Franca exhaled in fear as she spoke of the information she had received from the Lady of Trial, "I've been avoiding them, not wanting to be discovered by them. ”

"But you're a man, don't be afraid." Lumian didn't quite understand, "Are you worried that after joining the Witch Sect, you will be polluted by their perversions and distortions?"

Franka nodded solemnly:

"Yes.

"Moreover, I am already a little Arcana card of the 'Tarot Society', how can I join the Witch Sect?"

Lumian was silent for a few seconds and said:

"Don't you want to join the Predator Cross too?"

"That's different, that's the mission of the 'Tarot Society.'" Franka reflexively argued.

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Lumian didn't dwell on the topic, and nodded thoughtfully:

"No wonder you say that women's parties are easy to attract 'witches'."

Franka sneered:

"That is, the vast majority of 'witches' belong to the witch sect and have vertical or horizontal connections, otherwise, half of the people in the women's fun party may be 'witches'.

"More extreme cases are like when you get an invitation to a strip party, you go to watch it with gusto, and it turns out that it's all men."

After muttering a few words, Franka looked at Lumian and said with considerable embarrassment:

"What's next?