What a coincidence? Lumian doesn’t think this is a coincidence at all.

In the vast and layered underground of Trier, meeting others by chance cannot be called abnormal. Such things are rare, but they are by no means uncommon. After all, quarry police, smugglers, cave adventurers, and ore researchers are active here. , wandering college students, members of secret organizations, wanted criminals, gangsters, believers of evil gods and rebels, but in such a large dark world, the probability of meeting anyone you just know is almost zero.

This is not like the time when he rescued Jenna, Lumian followed the scent all the way.

Lumian's spirit tensed up instantly. He looked at Monit who was wearing a monocle and forced a smile: "Yes, what a coincidence."

With one hand in his pocket, he agreed while pretending to put away the candles and materials on the stone, hoping to make the other party believe that he had completed the ritual and could leave at any time, without any value worth destroying or coveting.

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Monit pinched the monocle in the socket of his right eye, smiled and waved his hand and said, "See you on the ground."

After saying that, he turned around and left the entrance of the mine, and the sound of footsteps gradually faded away.

This made Lumian a little stunned.

Leaving now?

Is it really a chance encounter? First website

Judging from his appearance, he is very familiar with Underground Trier. He has definitely been here many times. He should know very well that in such a dark and silent place, it is easy to irritate the other person if he rushes into a place where there is light. Unnecessary conflicts occurred….

Even if he was doubtful about the appearance of a stranger in the quarry hollow on his route, he should choose to lurk close and observe secretly instead of "coming to the door" so nonchalantly...

Does he have enough confidence in his own strength?

It can't be just to scare me!

As Lumian's thoughts flashed, he withdrew his gaze from the hollow entrance of the quarry and focused on the candles and materials placed on the stones.

He hesitated whether to continue the ritual of praying for favors.

At this time, Thermipolos' layered voice sounded in his ears: "You'd better change places."

Uh... Lumian was horrified and inexplicably felt a hint of anxiety and worry in Thermipolos' tone.

It was very unobvious, and it seemed like it was not there, which made Lumian wonder if he had made a misjudgment.

This was the first time he noticed that this fateful angel had emotional fluctuations.

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Before, no matter how much he mocked and provoked, Thermipolos would remain silent at best and not answer.

And the things that can make an angel anxious and worried are definitely not simple!

While his heart beat faster involuntarily, Lumian blurted out: "That person just now was dangerous?"

"He is not dangerous per se, but he gives me a feeling of danger." Thermipolos really answered.

This further confirms Lumian’s guess:

This angel sensed a certain problem with destiny, a problem that could threaten Him!

"Why does it make you feel in danger despite not being strong enough? What on earth does that person want?" Lumian asked further.

Thermipolos' tone returned to normal, and he said in a rich voice:

"I am sealed and can only sense the outside world through you, so I cannot get enough information.

"If you want to know the answers to these two questions, you must first find a way to weaken the seal."

Do you think I look like a fool? I even wonder if your anxiety and worry just now were faked in order to create pressure and intimidate me... However, with Thermipolos's previous performance, even if there is no improvement, it shouldn't be like this The true purpose was soon exposed...Monit's appearance was indeed too coincidental, and his behavior was unspeakably weird. You should avoid it. You would rather believe that he is very dangerous than take it lightly...Lu Mian quickly packed up the items on the stone, carried the carbide lamp, and left the quarry.

Relying on the partial underground map of Trier that he had memorized from Gardner Martin before, he went around closer to the Memorial Hall area, then went a few meters underground and found another dead and dark quarry cavity. On the way, he made Counter-tracking at least three times.

Huh... After Lumian looked around, he breathed a sigh of relief, put down the carbide lamp, and placed the ritual candles and materials on a relatively flat half-meter-high stone.

Suddenly, he felt something move in the darkness at the edge of the quarry.

Hiss... Lumian's heart started to rise again. He carefully grabbed the carbide lamp and cast the light on that place.

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The yellowish light with a touch of blue shined out, and a black mouse with a small part of its body blocked by gravel came into Lumian's eyes.

The mouse did not evade because of the light, but stood there quietly. After a few seconds, it slowly turned around and drilled into the small hole at the bottom of the rock wall.

For some reason, Lumian always felt that the mouse's right eye was larger than its left eye.

Holding the carbide lamp, his spirit became tense unconsciously, and his body was ready to go, and he asked in a low voice:

"Thermipolos, is there a problem here too?"

Thermipolos's voice echoed in Lumian's body with great momentum:

"You'd better pray to the Fool immediately and ask for the angel's protection before moving to another place."

Is this problem so serious? Lumian's pupils suddenly dilated, he took out another candle and quickly arranged the altar.

He was not worried that Thermipolos was taking the opportunity to induce him to make a wrong choice. After all, praying to Mr. Fool was his last resort and was beneficial to him.

From another perspective, being able to force a fateful angel to seek the blessing of the "Fool", although it is indirect, is enough to show that the current situation is very wrong. Once it breaks out, the danger will be unimaginable!

Under the extreme state, Lumian only took more than ten seconds to arrange the candles, consecrate the dagger, and create a "spiritual wall" that could only surround himself and the altar.

Then, he lit the three candles in order from God to man, from left to right, and dripped essential oils and hydrosol.

In the misty light and thin mist, Lumian exhaled and said solemnly:

"The Fool who does not belong to this era, the mysterious master above the gray fog, the King of Yellow and Black who controls good luck.

“I pray to you;

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"I pray for your protection..."

As the ceremony progressed, Lumian fell into the thin gray mist, the itching of flesh and blood, and the slowness of thinking. Once again, he saw the twelve-winged angel composed purely of light descending from infinite heights and embracing him.

As the pair of wings of light closed and disappeared, Lumian suddenly regained consciousness. While checking his own condition, he packed up the items in the altar and quickly left the mine.

He walked underground near the market area and started counter-tracking as a habit.

Nearly twenty minutes later, Lumian found another quarry hole that was both hidden and relatively safe based on the map.

He turned in, checked it over, and asked in a low voice:

"Thermipolos, is there a problem here?"

"Not yet." Thermipolos answered.

Lumian closed his eyes and relaxed a lot.

He immediately thought about a question:

Should he return to the ground, wait for a while, when the anomaly disappears, and then find another hiding place to hold a ceremony to pray for blessings? Or should he take advantage of the blessing of Mr. Fool's angel, seize the opportunity to temporarily get rid of the anomaly, and quickly be promoted? The recipient of the contract"?

According to Lumian's behavior, he is willing to take risks, and it will be the same next time anyway. After all, he cannot confirm whether the anomaly has really disappeared, and needs to seek the opinions of high-ranking people.

In this case, it’s better to ask now!

Lumian set up the altar again. This time, he did not seek protection or pray for grace, but summoned the messenger of Ms. "Magician".

The "doll" messenger wearing a light golden skirt quickly appeared in the blue candlelight.

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It looked at Lumian and said unhappily: "This is not a good place."

After saying that, it took away the letter Lumian had just written quickly.

The above briefly mentioned Timonite's performance and Thermipolos's reaction, and asked whether he could now perform the ritual of praying for gifts.

In this matter, Lumian was a little careful. He only asked "yes" or "no" and did not directly ask Ms. "Magician" to provide protection.

——The cost of asking a demigod to take action was too expensive. Lumian felt that he definitely couldn't afford it now, so he might as well attract her attention by asking.

Of course, if there is really no other way, he will give it a try. It is better to be in debt than to die. Slowly, there will be a day when it is paid off, or the person has passed away and there is no need to pay back.

This is not a good place... Does it mean the hollow of this quarry, or the entire underground Trier? Lumian pondered what the messenger had just said.

Not long after, the "doll" messenger brought a reply: "This is a big trouble."

Ms. "Magician"'s first words made Lumian's eyelids jump.

“Of course, the problem is not that serious yet, at least I haven’t found out that the biggest one has returned to this world.

"What needs to be determined now is His true purpose. Judging from Thermipolos's reaction, I suspect it is aimed at Him, but that person is very good at hiding his own purpose. This may be just an illusion deliberately created to mislead Us or someone else.

"There should be no abnormalities now and in the future. After you adjust your condition, you can hold a ceremony to pray for grace."

He? Is that an angel? The one who showed malice through Monet is an angel? Lumian couldn't help but hissed, and a strong fear emerged in his heart.

This also reminded him of the specialness of the "different" dance hall, and he suspected that if he really wanted to collect debts, he might face a large number of angels' loved ones!

Seeing that Ms. "Magician"'s judgment of the current situation was consistent with that of Termipoulos, Lumian calmed down and changed the altar.

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Soon, he stared at the two gray-white candles that represented the power of fate and himself respectively. In the complex smell mixed with gray amber perfume, he took a step back and recited in a deep voice:

"The power of fate!

“You are the past, the present, and the future;

“You are the cause, the effect, and the process.”

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