Paint... ...paintbrush.....After seeing what was in the gray-white cloth bag, Janna was stunned for two full seconds.
She then recalled the information provided by the "Purifier" and the various clues she and others had obtained during this period:
Pay attention to painters and those who love painting privately. Their works may contain supernatural powers!
“Is this monk a person who likes painting
"Or is he sending paint and brushes to some painter
"This is a very ordinary thing, but he chose to go deep underground in Trier, which can't be explained by rushing..."
"Either his destination was wrong, or the painter he was looking for was wrong, or maybe both were wrong..."
A series of thoughts flashed through Janna's mind, and she seriously suspected that this mechanically modified monk was related to the "hostel" she and others were tracking down.
At this moment, there may be a "painter" with extraordinary powers creating murals somewhere underground, which requires a lot of paint and tools to support!
Jannah fumbled through the unconscious monk's robes, only finding a few extra coins and bills.
She put these things into a gray cloth bag, tied the rope, and looked at the various mechanical creations that made up half of the monk's body. She planned to burn them again with the witch's black flame to make him fall into a deeper coma, and then carry him back to the ground to "interrogate" him with Charles, Franka and Anthony.
As a "witch", she has actually mastered the ritual magic related to "spiritual communication", but she has no practical experience and is worried about mistakes that will lead to the interruption of clues. Secondly, there is a lack of safe objects to pray to, so she plans to let the experienced Lumian and Franka handle it.
Just as Janna had this idea and was about to put it into practice, she saw multiple gears turning on their own on the face of the unconscious monk.
They make a clattering sound, making every part instantly come alive, as if they have a life of their own.
The small half of the body made up of these mechanical creations was running wildly, quickly drawing in the flesh and blood of the other large half of the body and turning it into mud.
It looked like a factory accident where an operator had fallen into some large machinery.
Janna suddenly had a strong premonition of danger, but before she could react, the parts that made up the mechanical body, along with flesh and blood, suddenly pounced on her.
Amid the sounds of crackling and creaking, she turned into a mirror, shattered into pieces.
Nearly ten meters away from the underground river, Janna's figure quickly emerged.
Without even turning her head back, she ran around the rock wall at high speed and fled to the ground with the gray cloth bag in her hand and the "Bloodthirsty Arrow" stuck in her chest.
Behind her, the sounds of metal friction and collision continued, but she could not catch up and the noise gradually became smaller.
Finally, Janna heard the crisp sound of a large number of metal parts falling to the ground one after another.
She breathed a sigh of relief and slowed down her pace slightly.
Only after running to the underground Trier with street names did Janna calm down and quickly remove the "Bloodthirsty Arrow" from her chest.
She was already a little weak from the blood loss.
But she was extremely glad that she was cautious enough not to remove the broken obsidian arrow stuck in the monk's chest after he fainted, but to complete the search with it.
If not, she would probably have been caught up by the mechanical body that seemed to have come alive before she could use this magical item again.
While Janna was determining the direction and searching for the underground market road, she recalled her experience just now. She felt a fear that the horror stories and terrible abilities that Franca and Charles had told her had finally become a reality:
The part of the monk that had been mechanically modified actually mutated and appeared to be alive!
The machines that came to life are devouring human flesh and blood!
This is what the world of mysticism really looks like. Extraordinary powers are accompanied by all kinds of unimaginable dangers.... Janna turned into the underground market avenue and walked towards the stairs connecting to the ground.
At the same time, she suspected that the strange monks and the evil secret caves she and Franka saw in the deep valley quarry were related to the impending disaster.
…
Only when the stone door was completely closed and the dark tunnel became silent again did Franka leave her hiding place, remaining invisible and returning to the ground.
She repeatedly thought about the scene she had just seen, trying to find the source of the familiar feeling brought to her by the ever-changing thin white mist.
Just when she was about to give up and use "magic mirror divination" or "dream divination" to get the answer, she finally remembered:
She and Janna killed the wizard-dressed man who caused the abnormality in the Deep Valley Monastery underground. When they were "communicating" on the spot, a similar mist appeared in the mirror!
The opponent's exploded body then turned into blood mist, showing the same characteristics, but in a different color!
"007 said that when the Purifiers tracked down Deep Valley Town, the target group had already been moved, and even the items on the altar had been taken away. Only traces of words were left on some papers at the scene...
"Those words are Albert Goncourt, underground, riot and time... Albert Goncourt is one of the leaders of the Carbonari... This... matches the three oil lamps I saw just now! The Iron Cross is cooperating with the Carbonari to plan a riot, and even involves some monks from the Deep Valley Abbey
"Hiss, Gardner, could it be that the item that Martin asked 'Rat' Christo to smuggle into Trier was wanted by the Carbonari
"It's not far behind the stone door just now, so the ancient silver mirror on me reacted
Franka gradually pieced the story together.
She felt that it was necessary to report this matter. Although it had nothing to do with the most urgent task of tracking down the "hostel", the problem seemed to be quite serious. If it really broke out, it would be another disaster. She should try her best to prevent it.
The next second, Franca fell into deep thought: should she report to the "Tarot Club", or to the Witch Cult, or directly report to the authorities through "007"
She quickly made a decision: Children only make choices, adults want them all!
The only thing you need to be careful about is that the "report" cannot be confused.
After Lumian woke up from his dream, he slowly sat up and looked around.
There is no trace of the "Magician" lady taking action here, chasing Gabriel and locking onto the "hostel".
"Didn't the magician lady notice that Gabriel used the dream to remind me to flee Trier as soon as possible? That's impossible. This lady could enter and exit my dreams at will when she was in Cordu Village, and she is the nemesis of that special monster. Bouvard's body did not launch an attack and was in an untouchable state, but she dragged it away directly..." Lumian got out of bed with confusion and paced back and forth in the room with the curtains drawn.
He also didn't think that the "Magician" lady wasn't paying attention to this side. She should be able to observe from a long distance and didn't need to rush to the Breeze Ballroom.
The insight brought by the "conspirator" made Lumian think more and more that the dream just now was a little strange:
Being able to communicate with me without being noticed by the "Magician" lady means that there is something special about Gabriel or the "hostel"!
Considering that he was only Sequence 6 and did not know a lot about the mysticism, nor was he qualified to know it, Lumian did not waste time making his own guesses. He sat down at the desk, took out a pen and paper, and began to write a letter.
Because of the "doll" messenger's preferences, he returned to the Golden Rooster Inn before sending the letter, and waited patiently for a reply.
It wasn’t long before the “magician” lady gave her answer: “I didn’t find that Gabriel was influencing your dreams.
"The initial possibility is: "You have some close connection with the 'hostel'."
Is there some kind of close connection between me and the "hostel"? Seeing the end, Lumian's forehead jumped, as if someone poured a basin of ice water on his head.
How can it be
When did I become closely associated with the "hostel"
Gabriel used this connection to hide from the "magician" lady's gaze and directly affect my dreams
Lumian thought the "Magician" lady's guess was ridiculous, but he couldn't help but analyze the possibilities.
As he was thinking, he suddenly remembered someone: Maipu Meier!
Suzanne Matisse's lover, a core member of the "Society of Bliss" who was excluded, and the former manager of the Old Pigeon Cage Theater who claimed that he would return to the market area to do something!
"Did Maipu Maier do something secretly in the market area that led to my close connection with the 'Inn'
"He wants to prove himself, and I must be one of his targets.....Let me establish a close connection with the 'hostel', and then detonate it at a critical moment, is that his plan
“How on earth did he do it? I had a close connection with the ‘hostel’ without even realizing it…” Lumian subconsciously cast his gaze towards his left chest.
He suspected that this matter was helped by the traitor Thermopylae.
Otherwise he wouldn't have failed to notice anything unusual.
Lumian was surprised and stunned, but he was not panicked. Instead, he felt a little happy:
I wonder if I can use my close connection with the "hostel" to find that place...
Then, I will be able to meet the Samson family, and they will also bring many major arcana cards...
Just as this thought flashed through Lumian's mind and he was about to write a letter to ask the "Magician" lady, he heard two very light footsteps approaching his room.
Knock, knock, knock. There was a knock on the door of Room 207.
Lumian opened the door and saw Franca and Janna as expected.
One of them was wearing a fancy women's shirt, and the other was dressed as a female mercenary, and both had serious expressions.
"We have important findings." Franka felt it necessary to communicate with Lumian before writing the report.
You also have important findings? Lumian was stunned for a moment, raised his hand and pointed at the ceiling: "Call Anthony as well."
Nearly a quarter of an hour later, in room 207 of the Golden Rooster Hotel, Franka and Janna finished telling their stories respectively, omitting the details about the Witch Sect and Will.
Lumian's brows gradually furrowed as he listened: Some monks from Deep Valley Abbey were suspected to be related to the "hostel" and the impending disaster
That is an important monastery of the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery!
Thinking of the Sacred Heart Monastery of the Eternal Sun Church, which also seemed to have problems, Lumian couldn't help but raise his hand and rub his forehead: Are the two major churches not so reliable
Can this Trier be saved? Can it still have a future