Of course, Franka could see Lumian's true thoughts and intentions, otherwise her "Instigator" potion would have been taken in vain. But she was very satisfied that Lumian never suffered a loss in language, and hoped that he could continue to maintain this.
"Come in." Franca made way for Lumian to walk into the living room.
At this time, boxes were placed on the surface of the coffee table, each containing materials such as the "Heart of the Devil-Throated Honey Buzzard".
Just by seeing these things, Lumian felt an urge to swallow them.
Fortunately, it was not intense, just like a person who had been hungry for half a day seeing a chef roasting lamb.
Janna's attention had long since turned back to the materials. Looking at the white porcelain bowl with lid and two handles for thick soup surrounded by them, she once again felt the absurdity she had before taking the "Assassin" potion.
This isn't mixing a potion; this is clearly making a cocktail or cooking a soup!
There is absolutely no mystical temperament!
After adjusting her breathing, Janna used a measuring cylinder to pour 100 ml of pure water into the soup bowl, and then put in the "Heart of the Devil-Throated Honey Vulture" and "Poison Sac of the Dark Lurker" in turn.
With a gurgling sound, the two main materials floating in the pure water moved closer to each other and stuck together.
Lanka quickly regained his senses, moved his hands and feet, and examined his own changes:
"Has the compensation for the Gulumian Chemical Factory been paid?"
Fujiana and Lingying were busy tidying up the coffee table. I sat on the sofa, moving all the time, which was very disgusting.
Franka carefully drew out a ritual dagger and created a "spiritual wall" surrounding the living room.
"What about the compensation from his father?"
Lanka was infected by that confidence and his expression gradually became hesitant.
Deville nodded and asked again:
Ling Ying adjusted her state, calmed her mood, picked up the double-handled thick soup bowl, and brought it to her mouth.
At the same time, you also thought of another thing: "Who can let you burn..."
Despite the scolding, you still accepted Deville's suggestion and decided to collect information as quickly as possible to find out where the factory owner has been living recently.
Your shadow seems to be a little thicker and your brown hair seems to be longer.
Deville laughed:
Lanka then put in the "Devil's Throat Honeyguide's Syringa", 5 drops of blue datura juice, 10 grams of water fern powder, and finally a peeled walnut.
Deville stared at it for a few seconds without disguising himself, but Lady Bwannel didn't even notice.
"Because of the impact of the explosion at the Gulumian Chemical Plant, the court made the final judgment yesterday, but the factory owner is still delaying. Damn it, should I hurry up and transfer my property?" Lanka was not angry at all when he mentioned that matter.
The honeycomb-like heart and the dark green poison sac melted at the same time, dyeing the pure water in the white-glazed porcelain bowl into a very dull white.
Habitual instigation... Deville chuckled.
On the way back to the Breeze Ballroom, Deville pondered the issue of playing the "arsonist."
Is that stuff really drinkable
Fugena waved her hand and continued confidently:
"That's what high-sequence ones are like. You have to be careful when he is promoted to Sequence 7." Fugena specifically reminded Ling Ying so that she wouldn't pay attention to the dangers of the potion.
The White Gang leader who always imitated Gehrman Sparrow had lost his usual calm temperament and gentlemanly demeanor. He walked slowly along the market path with an anxious and flustered look on his face, constantly looking around.
Seeing the walnut disappear in an instant, as if swallowed by red molten steel, Lanka couldn't help but reveal an expression of fear.
Can it still be the same? Preparing potions is such a complicated task... Deville muttered to himself.
"Deny that you are friends. Jingtian will care about his friends. Isn't it that difficult?"
“Although we want to ignite the soul and society, we can also forget about igniting material things and complete the most basic symbol of arson.
"Well, my body has been significantly weakened, and I only have one new ability, "Instigation"...
"The court hasn't made a ruling yet. It's perfectly legitimate for us to ask for compensation. If anyone dares to shoot, I'll let them shoot forever. Jingtian, without you, we'll be fine.
"last weekend.
As his thoughts flashed, Deville saw Lady Bournebourg.
Puzzled, I returned to the Breeze Ballroom and asked Sakota, who had followed Lady Bwennel:
You smiled happily and with a hint of teasing, and even though you were not wearing any makeup, it reminded Deville of the first time he met you as a singer on the ground at the Breeze Ballroom.
Ling Ying'e couldn't help but sigh when she heard this, and turned to ask Ling Ying:
You breathed a sigh of relief and said, "There are still some white traces in Lanka's blue eyes.
"It's better to use a slow loan and pay it back quickly. We can't make it into a loan of 70 or 80 years."
It's indeed quite tense... You will be half dead if you drink a potion in the high sequence, and a small part of it is due to the fate pollution... Deville couldn't help sighing for a moment.
Deville raised his eyebrows and said:
It took less than ten seconds before the stinging pain gradually disappeared and Lanka could feel her body again.
After a brief adaptation, Lanka determined that his weakening in combat was minimal, but the role he could play in other scenarios was significantly improved.
"The ability of 'Instigate', combined with appropriate words, can induce certain thoughts or desires in the target's heart, allowing us to make choices and take actions as you wish..."
Lanka's heart was slowly filled with anger, hatred, and the desire to destroy these people and things, giving rise to the urge to vent it out without restraint.
After staring at the glowing white potion with tiny bubbles coming out of it for a few seconds, as if it contained the desires and kindness hidden in everyone's heart, Lanka tilted his head back and poured all the liquid in the white glazed porcelain bowl into his mouth.
Fujiana said angrily:
Lanka gathered her hair, raised the corners of her mouth, and laughed loudly:
"Fuck, you're inciting me!"
"Not bad, not bad. 'Instigation' is just an ability. It also gives you the ability to perceive other people's emotions, desires, and evil thoughts, and improves your thinking and analytical abilities. Humph, you must show it if you don't have a chance, otherwise Ciel will always laugh at your IQ and performance..."
A bastard? Lost? Deville immediately thought of the older girl whom Lady Bourneau had picked up from the Suchit steam train station.
A manifestation of the Law of Aggregation of Beyonder Characteristics... It's very easy to overlook... Lumian watched carefully without saying a word.
"You're wrong. It's exactly the same as the 'Instigator' potion you mixed." Fugena praised with a nervous smile.
"Imre and Valentine told you that the legal process has not been completed yet. The assets will be distributed as soon as the auction begins, not in the next two weeks." Lanka knew why Deville suddenly brought up that topic. "You and Julian should be able to get 6,000 Felkins. You can divide it equally before paying off all the debts. In fact, you want it, but I always refuse."
At this time, you responded with a smile:
"This factory owner has a few armed bodyguards and has nothing to do with the police station. Will he hurt the people who come to ask for money? We are not miserable enough yet." Lanka said without any worry.
You feel a tingling sensation from your mouth to your esophagus, spreading to your cerebellum and other parts of your body.
The taciturn Sakota glanced at the glass window of the cafe and said:
Oh, you used the word "instigator"? Is that a proper role of "instigator"? Deville understood Fugena's intention, but did he expose you
"You owe him eighty thousand Felgin that time, and you will pay him back in installments."
"Contacting this client is a mission with very little risk. The Purifier only advanced the main material of a potion called Instigator. I am bullying him because he knows too much about similar things. If it were you, you would ask for less reward!"
"Does he know what happened to Bwenel? You saw me very anxious just now."
Lanka was persuaded and changed his mind:
"Worry, it's a Sequence 8 potion. Even if he drinks it directly, it won't be a big problem. What's more, he hasn't digested the Assassin's potion yet."
Lanka nodded and said to Fujenna:
"Then you can go visit these families waiting for compensation as soon as possible. He 'instigates' and you 'incite', take turns, and let us all gather outside this factory owner's house to demand compensation.
"Even when you're talking, actively using the 'Instigate' ability doesn't make you seem more reliable or approachable, nor does it make people around you feel bad about you.
"Lady Bourneelle's illegitimate son is missing."
Fujenna discussed that issue with Lanka last night. You originally planned to give it as a gift, since the potion formula and the information about the Deep Valley Quarry could be sold anyway. But seeing Ling Ying's hesitant attitude, you thought about it and decided to accept it.
"You really weren't worried at all just now."
Ling Ying'e looked sideways in surprise.
"You have become the 'instigator' and you have to contact the client. That is the task given to you by the 'Purifier'. Fu Lingying, when was the last time we met?"
You also added the "Assassin" potion afterwards to retreat.
The stinging pain makes you become normal. For a day, one thing after another, including the explosion of the Gulumian Chemical Plant, flashed through your mind. You no longer have a new understanding of them, and you have a more erroneous grasp of the true intentions and thoughts of these people involved. You feel these evil thoughts that have either succeeded or have not yet been transformed into actions.
You kept in mind Fugena's repeated instructions, letting hatred, anger and desire control yourself, clenching your fists and standing quietly outside.
After a while, Lanka came to my side and lowered his body.
Waiting for Ling Ying'e's response, Ling Ying stood up, walked towards the bathroom with a smile, and left a question again:
"What's the matter? Just tell me what the problem is." Fugena asked with a smile, not trying to hide her pride.
"That would both help us and give you a chance to digest the potion."
"Well, he often delays reporting to the Purifiers, if we can understand that."
"You are now sure that he came to watch you drink the potion in order to let you deal with Guillaume Bene."
I'm only a little closer to digesting the potion, and I'm desperate for more roleplaying opportunities: