Albus saw Lumian sitting on the sofa, and was stunned for a moment, "Soon."

"You're not slow." Lumian smiled back with a "kind" smile.

In his opinion, Albus was able to break free from the illusory roar that seemed to come from the ground, and not become a wax figure, and it was definitely not just a member of the Predator Cross, unless the dangerous pollution in the building at 13 Market Avenue could help him fight the terrifying roar.

In contrast, Eloth, who has the blood of the Sauron family and shows peculiarities. Einhorn is more likely to leave with his whole body and return safely.

Albus smiled and pulled a chair and sat down, eating his snack as if nothing had happened, and instructed the servant next to him to change a cup of tea.

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After about four or five minutes, Lumien and Albus turned their gaze to the door of the large living room at the same time.

Elose, dressed in a light long dress, walked in.

When she saw Lumian and Albus, she was obviously stunned, but she was not surprised, and immediately changed to a well-behaved and peaceful smile.

She sat quietly in her original position, and became the restrained girl who lived in her grandfather's house again.

The poet Elite did not seem to notice the strange atmosphere, drank absinthe, and chatted with Lumian about poetry.

A quarter of an hour later, the Count of Puiver, dressed in a red velvet coat, led the novelist Arnoli and the painter Malen back to the large drawing-room.

The first time he saw Lumian, the owner of Cypress Castle, his pupils dilated dramatically, and his expression almost lost control.

He didn't seem to expect to meet Charles again. Dubois, or the Charles of this state. Dubois!

Immediately after, Puyfer's gaze swept over Albus, Eloth, and Irett, looking shocked and suspicious, as if in a real dream.

"Oh, Puyver, you're finally back, we've long since given up on the adventure and don't want to go deeper into the labyrinth of darkness."

Albus put down the mille-feuille cake in his hand and greeted him warmly, "How is it, have you found that earl's crown?"

Puiver instinctively leaned sideways, not letting Albus, who had a little puff pastry on his hands, hug him.

He forced out a smile and said, "We haven't found it either, when did you come back?"

"Less than two quarters of an hour." Albus then remembered to clap his palms and shake off the puff pastry.

Lumian also stood up and deliberately asked, "What about Mr. Ernst & Young?"

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Novelist Arnoli shook his head:

"He's separated from us, and hopefully he'll remember to ring the bell so that the servants can go to him."

"Yes, the servants in this castle know more about the situation in the dungeon than I do." Puifer's expression returned to normal and she sat down on the single couch.

Lumien hurried back to confirm the harvest, looked at the classical wall clock hanging on the wall, and said to Puifu with a smile: "I still have some things, so I won't attend today's dinner."

Puifer's mind was clearly no longer here, and he didn't hold back at all, but got up again and sent Lumian to the door of the large living room.

Lumian glanced at the owner of the Red Swan Castle, smiled and shook his hand, and shook it gently and sincerely: Memorial Parish, 11 Quanshui Street.

Gardner. Martin walked through the hall between the armoured and weaponized rooms, caressing the texture of the metal as Lumian listened to Lumien recount the wax rooms, the "wax masters", the mutated black spiders, the tin soldiers, the bronze coffins, the white candles, and the illusory roars he had encountered in the depths of the dungeon.

Of course, Lumian did not tell the story of how he sent the poet Illaeta back to the exit of the dungeon, nor did he tell about burning the pile of wax figures and killing the "wax man".

In the end, Lumian did not hide his anger, dissatisfaction, and confusion:

"Sir, didn't you say you would watch secretly and be prepared for accidents? If I hadn't woken up inexplicably, I would have been a wax figure by now!

"Did you ask Albus to watch it for you?

Gardner. Undenied by Lumian's questioning, Martin turned around and looked at him with a smile, saying, "I was indeed watching in the dark."

Speaking of this, the smile on his face became more obvious, but his tone was very flat:

"I've seen you send that poet back to the entrance of the dungeon, and I've seen you burn the wax figure in that room and detonate the head of the wax master."

This...... Lumien's eyes froze, his hair stood on end, and his back was cold.

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He blurted out, "Albus has returned?"

How would the Boss know about the things I did?

He wouldn't really be following in the shadows, or somehow monitoring the underground labyrinth's every move, would he?

How did he do it? I didn't notice it at all!

Gardner. Martin chuckled, "Albus hasn't come back yet."

Didn't Albus talk about it? Also, Albus had no idea that the way I killed "The Wax Man" was by blowing his head off...... There was no one else at the scene....... how did the boss see it? Lumien looked at Gardner again. Martin no longer had the usual well-concealed contempt, feeling that the boss of the Savoyard Party, the "chief" of the "Iron Cross", was more mysterious and powerful than he had originally thought.

Prior to this, Ms. "Magician" of the "Tarot Society" and Mr. K of the "Aurora Society" had shown abilities that were unimaginable or intimidating to the point that he faced Gardner, who looked the weakest of the three "bosses". Martin always thinks that he is like that, and even thinks that if the two sides are within five meters, he has a chance to kill the "chief".

Judging from the current situation, Lumian is not sure.

Considering Gardner. Martin said this directly, most likely to intimidate himself, and Lumian did not hide his expression and body language.

Gardner. Martin looked at him with a look of surprise and a little fear, and added with a smile: "Do you really think you woke up inexplicably?"

Hey, is it still your help? If it weren't for the burning pain in my right palm that I heard the majestic cascading voices, the humming of Oroel, and the communication of the people of Kordu, I would have believed you...... The essence is that the pollution at 13 Market Avenue can help me break out of that state, but the boss deliberately didn't make it clear, wanting me to think that he was providing help? This "hunter" also doesn't tell lies, the truth is incomplete, how many of those he just talked about are

How much of what he saw with his own eyes was collected by him through other channels? Lumian's thoughts raced, and he lowered his head:

"Thank you, sir."

Gardner. Martin smiled and said kindly:

"This operation can be regarded as a certain gain, at least we know that there are some terrifying things sealed in the depths of the dungeon of Red Swan Castle, do you want to exchange them directly for rewards, or accumulate them, and then exchange them for valuable things at one time, for example, higher-order potions?" 17

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For more than a month, Lumien relied on Gardner. The funds given by Martin, the "salary" of the Breeze Ballroom and the income from the role have saved up to 20,000 Filkin's deposits, and there is no shortage of money to spend for the time being.

He thought for a moment and said, "Let's save it first."

As he spoke, he took out items such as the extraordinary properties of the "wax figure" and asked Gardner. Martin:

"Boss, can these be used to concoct 'conspirator' potions?"

Gardner. Martin took a miniature version of the blood-colored brain and the shriveled and blackened heart, and examined it carefully for a while:

"Together, they can concoct 'Conspirator' potions, but they will have one more 'Hunter' trait, one 'Provocateur' trait, and one more 'Pyroman' trait than normal materials, and you have to be very sure to consider using them.

"Well, this heart still has the bloodline of the Sauron family, which may have a certain impact on your promotion, if you are not sure, I can give you a 'conspirator' potion in exchange for these materials, and then make up the difference, it will be regarded as part of the reward."

In other words, the normal hunting black spider and the human lion only have the extraordinary characteristics of the "conspirator" and do not include the previous part, while the "wax man" and the mutant black spider are like "conspirators" split in half, and the combination is a complete sequence 9 to 6....... Lumian probably understood the situation and said with a smile:

"It sounds like it's going to make me a little stronger, and I want to see if I can take the risk."

Gardner. Martin didn't try to persuade him anymore and let Lumien leave.

...........

Upon returning to the Golden Rooster Hotel, Lumian sat down at his desk and began to write letters to the "magician" lady.