After a quarter of an hour, the "magician" lady replied with a briefer letter:

"The Iron Cross's investigation into the cause of the decline of the Sauron family is obviously contradictory to some of my previous speculations, it seems that what they claim is not necessarily the same as what they actually have, maybe they just have some key information, so that they can achieve the desired goal after having the corresponding conditions, and one of the important conditions cannot be bypassed the Sauron family."

Reading this, Lumian's temples are a little swollen, and the "magician" lady seems to have said a lot, but the key parts are always vague, and she can read every word, and when you put them together, you can't figure out what it means:

What does the Predator actually have, and what does it claim?

Lumian rubbed his forehead and continued reading:

"For you, this is both a danger and an opportunity, and investigating the truth about the decline of the Sauron family is also what I am looking forward to, this is the long-term task of Mr. 'Fool' to give us the 'Tarot Society', just like the 'Holy Grail II' contacts the Witch Sect and confirms the status of the original witch', don't be in a hurry, take your time, even if you use years to complete it, it doesn't matter."

......" Lumien was stunned for a moment.

The Grand Arcana "Trial" lady of Franca's card agrees that her contact with the Witch Sect is expected by Lumian, but what is the terrible task of confirming the status of the "Original Witch"?

That's a true god!

According to what Lumian has learned from various sources during this time, not only can the gods not be able to look directly, but it is also a very dangerous thing to know his specific situation.

As for the evil gods in the name of fate, it is relatively clear that the very existence of them is equivalent to pollution.

Long-term mission... A mission that would have to wait for Franca to become a demigod? Lumian thoughtfully turned his gaze to the last paragraph of his reply:

"Your focus is on this matter, if you need help and have no other way, you can write to me in advance, as for the 'Aurora Society', you don't want to participate in other tasks, focus on the line of the 'Iron Cross Society', I believe Mr. K can understand."

The task that Ms. "Magician" gave me before was to join the "Aurora Society" and gain Mr. K's trust step by step, her ultimate goal should be to make me an oracle, and the "Iron Cross Society" is just a necessary precursor to complete this task, and judging from her current tone, the priority has changed, and the matter of the "Iron Cross Society" will be the main thing...... Lumian read a rather important signal from this reply.

After burning the letter paper in his hand, Lumian carried his satchel, put the "torture" gloves inside, and went straight to White Coat Street.

He found a random café there and had breakfast.

It wasn't until nearly nine o'clock that Lumian slammed on the door of apartment 601.

Franca didn't complain about being woken up this time, she didn't seem to be asleep, her expression was gloomy and worried.

As soon as she saw Lumian, she grabbed her long flaxen hair, which had not yet been tied into a ponytail, and said, "You would never have imagined that I had taken on a death mission!"

"Confirm the status of the 'Original Witch'?" Lumian laughed.

After feeling that Franka was voluntary, he didn't worry about the other party at all.

"How do you know?" Franka looked surprised.

"Do you want to hear the truth or a lie, the lie is my divination, the truth is that I just reported the recent situation to my big Arcana card, and she mentioned your choice." Lumian walked over to the couch and sat down relaxed, "Where's Jana?"

Franka suddenly realized and said casually:

"Gone to the old pigeon cage.

"Since she wants to return her father's compensation, she has been obsessed with instigating others, and only yesterday she dug into my corner and instigated a supporting actress whose contract expired to be transferred to a theater in the memorial parish, well, the income is a lot more, but you can also raise my salary directly for me, and the recent income of the old pigeon cage is still good."

This kind of instigation is good, and taking a supporting role can also give those actor apprentices a chance, such as Jana, such as those former dancers.

She didn't really complain about Jane, because Jane had asked her opinion in advance, and had her permission to talk about it briefly, and Franka sighed and said:

"Ms. Judgment just asked me to get in touch with the Witch Sect, and on the premise of controlling my own desires and mental state, I used their resources to improve myself, and pay attention to their movements, grasp their plans in the near future, and wait until I really have divinity and become a saint, and then consider confirming the status of the 'Primordial Witch', well, through the movements of the Witch Sect, they are close

The plan and the reaction to the prayer to the 'Primordial Witch' can actually be inferred as well. ”

"You're not on a troublesome mission, aren't you?" Lumien raised an eyebrow.

Franca "hey":

"I'm annoying about the mission, but the annoyance is that in that case, I still have to be a witch in sequence 4, and I can't turn back into a man."

"You can wait for Sequence 3." Lumian said with a relaxed face.

"Yes, although it will be harder." Franka had already figured it out, and instead asked why Lumian had suddenly reported to the "Magician" lady.

Lumian gave a general account of yesterday's experience at Rosswanstein Castle and Gardnermartin's words, without going into details.

Franka listened carefully, thought for a few seconds, and said:

The two of us are now tasked with the secrets and movements of the forces involved in the "Hunter" and "Witch" paths.

"The Tarot Society seems to be very concerned about this aspect of things......

Lumian smiled:

"That's how we have a chance."

Franka let out an "um" and suddenly remembered something:

"How much gold did you say you ordered that Count Puifer to give you?"

"30,000." Lumien replied truthfully.

Franka's eyes lit up:

"How much gold do you have now?"

"750,000, and another 6,000 can be added at any time." Lumian didn't hide it.

Franca's smile suddenly brightened:

"Then I'll lend you 250,000 yuan first, no interest!

"We're going to summon that 'Shadow of Armor' tonight and try to figure something out before next week's party."

"You have 250,000 Feldin?" Lumien was slightly surprised.

He remembered that Franka had spent all her savings to promote the Witch of Pleasure.

Franka said proudly:

"I got 20,000 Feldin for helping you deal with Guillaume Bernet, and Gardner Martin has been happy lately and let me dispose of most of the proceeds from the old pigeon cage and the dancing girls, and hehe, Mademoiselle 'Trial' has also given me 10,000 for the event.

The speed of making money is not slower than mine...... Lumian knew that although the profits made by the old pigeon cage theater and those dancers were not as good as those of the Breeze Ballroom, it was definitely a lot, and if Franca could take most of it, she would earn about 20,000 yuan a month.

He nodded and said:

"Okay, let's go to the last place at 11 o'clock tonight for the summoning ceremony."

Franca's joy is palpable:

"I'll arrange for someone to exchange 250,000 yuan for gold now."

Late at night, in the building that burned down, in the Rist Quay.

Franka watched as Lumian set up the altar and put all the gold on it.

She did not choose to be outside the "spiritual wall" and stayed with her companions.

Lumian lit the candles in turn, dripped with essential oils, and took a step back:

"The 'fools' who do not belong to this era;

Almost at the same time, Franka recited the honorific name of Mister Fool so as not to be accidentally injured by the power of the ritual.

Soon, in the faint fog and surging danger, Lumian uttered the last part of the incantation:

"Me!

"In the name of the great 'fool' I call:

"A spirit that wanders in vain, a combination of many shadows, a contract creature of Lumian Lee."

In the flames of the candles, an illusory gate covered with mysterious patterns outlined out, and a vague shadow wearing a black armor like fish scales walked out.

Just like last time, each scale seemed to have a face locked onto it, the face of a different creature.

What a fish scale armor...... Franka watched intently, expecting and apprehensive.

This made her forget about the unease that permeated her surroundings and the obvious malice that overflowed from the "Shadow of Armor".

Lumian looked at the "Shadow of the Armor" and said in Hermes's language:

"I will fulfill my contract to sacrifice you 100,000 filkins worth of gold."

Frankly speaking, he had some doubts about the gold worth 100,000 Filkin, because the price of Filkin's exchange for gold fluctuated slightly, so he was completely uncertain whether it was prepared according to the exchange price at the time of signing the contract or the current situation, so he had to exchange it for 1,000 Filkin's gold reserves.

As Lumian's words ended, the gold bars, ornaments, and other objects placed on the altar disintegrated, turned into little gold grains, and flew towards the mysterious and illusory gate.

Most of them landed on the body of the "Armored Shadow", and a few passed through the open illusory gate, and disappeared.

Nearly one-fifth of the surface of the fish-scale-like jet-black armor of the "Armor Shadow" is slowly dyed gold, and it is no longer gloomy and gloomy.

Becomes sacred and clear.

Franca's eyes straightened.

Some legends and nouns belonging to the original world flashed in her mind, and she muttered to herself silently:

"This is, reshaping the golden body?

The golden body she remembered referred to the gold dust painted on the surface of the idol or the gold leaf on the cover, and sometimes referred to the special body of a divine or accomplished person, and the Armor Shadow represented itself like a tattered statue recoated with gold dust.

By the time all the gold on the altar was gone, Lumian felt that the contract had been fulfilled in its entirety.

He seized the opportunity and asked Franca in Hermesian:

"Where are you from?

Armor Shadow" opened his mouth, and said a word in a low, majestic but eerie voice.

However, Lumian didn't understand at all, and could only watch with a slight dazed look as the "Armored Shadow" walked back behind the illusory gate.

When the summoning ceremony was over, Lumian looked sideways at Franca, and saw that the companion was in a daze, his brow slightly furrowed, and his expression confused.

He said in his heart:

"Do you understand the answer of the Shadow of the Armor?"

Franka nodded slowly:

"The language he speaks is very close to the language of my hometown.

"That's what he said

Franka paused for a moment, and then said to himself blankly and confusedly:

"The Son of Blood Heaven disturbed the underworld, and the underworld people sacrificed themselves into the river."