Ring of Fate

Chapter 756 Rational Franka (asking for double monthly tickets at the beginning of the month)
Facing Franka's "question", Lumian raised his eyebrows and said:
"I have another very important thing to tell you."

Franka looked Lumian up and down suspiciously, not sure if this guy was playing a prank or had really discovered something.

If it is the latter, isn’t this frequency too high?

I just went to the "Blue Avenger" this morning to complete the initial exploration. I got the formula for the "Witch of Despair" potion, the "Sword of Courage" which is equivalent to a "level 1" seal, and the corpse oil candle which has a special function and may be crucial. I got some very important information. Did I get anything else this afternoon?
Franka finally chose to believe Lumian. After all, this guy has shown his disaster nature many times.

She made way for Lumian to walk into the living room.

"What's going on?" Franca asked solemnly as she closed the door.

Lumian stood by the window, his back to the outside, and said with a serious expression:

"Do you remember Mr. The Hanged Man's description of Harrison?"

"Remember, you may appear in places closely related to forces such as darkness, death, dusk, and decay." Franka was affected by the somewhat depressing atmosphere and did not answer with words like "I don't have amnesia. I forgot what I just said in the morning in the afternoon."

Lumian nodded and said:

"I happened to have some free time, so I went to the catacombs and ran into the crypt manager on duty at the 'Samaritan Woman's Spring' area. He told me that an outsider had tried to get close to the spring but was stopped by him. That outsider looked different from the people from the northern continent..."

Franka was confused at first, then she trembled instinctively and blurted out:
"Harrison? The oriental-looking guy that Janna and I met was Harrison?"

She also instantly recalled her experience with Janna when she explored the "Chrismona Night Pillar".

In her haste, she used "oriental face" to replace the more complex description of "looking a little different from the people in the northern continent."

“It’s very likely.” Lumian nodded slowly.

Franca was stunned for a moment and said:

"Easter Island...Easter Island!"

Her lake blue eyes suddenly sparkled, filled with excitement and anticipation.

She asked in a tone seeking approval:
“Will Easter Island be the node where the two worlds meet?”

"Even if it's not, it should be closely related to your world." Lumian did not pour cold water on Franca.

Franka paced back and forth excitedly for a few steps, and then wailed:

“Why didn’t I recognize it at the time?
"Why didn't you catch him?

"Now I don't know where he has gone, and there is no way to find him!
"The efficiency of the Church of the Eternal Sun is too low. There is no feedback at all!"

After Franca finished wailing and venting her negative emotions, Lumian said calmly:
"You can't blame '007' for their inefficiency. Harrison may not be in Trier anymore."

"Hmm." Franka said after thinking for a while, "I will announce this matter at the research meeting, so that members in different areas can keep an eye out for people who look like Harrison."

Just as Lumian was about to give instructions and reminders, Franca muttered to herself:

"I'll tell them not to look for the island until they find Harrison and get detailed intelligence on Easter Island. It's too dangerous.

"Well, if you find Harrison, don't rush to recognize him or take action. Pretend you didn't see him and quickly inform President Gandalf, Ms. Hela, and us who are capable of handling this matter..."

Lumian listened carefully and praised him in a provocative tone:
"I thought you were going to lose your mind.

"But I didn't expect that you, who usually seem to be quite careless and don't use your brain much, could be so thoughtful at the critical moment."

Franka was not provoked and said with a bit of complacency:
"What do you call this? This is called Lü Duan is not confused about important matters!
"I have to use my brain when I'm busy, and I also have to use my brain when I'm relaxing. So, isn't it just a waste of time for me to relax?"

What you said actually makes some sense... Lumian asked doubtfully:

"Lu, Duan, who is that?"

"No need to know him!" Franka answered firmly.

Lumian probably knew the reason, so he didn't ask any more questions and nodded.

"I will reveal this at the party in two days."

Franka said "hmm" to show her agreement.

Suddenly, the excitement, joy and anticipation on her face disappeared.

Her body was trembling slightly.

"What's wrong?" Lumian asked with concern.

Franca pursed her lips and said in a low voice:

“I am looking forward to all the truth and future possibilities, but I am also afraid that these will be different from what I expect.

"I'm afraid. I'm afraid that's an answer I can't face."

After saying this, Franka leaned on the windowsill with her hands as if she had lost her strength.

Lumian did not comfort Franca, and his eyes showed the same emotion that the "magician" lady looked at him:
mercy.

He was also very afraid that the hope of resurrection he had been pursuing was just an illusion that could never be reached.

After a while, Lumian looked at Franca and said:

"Want a drink?"

"Okay." Franka responded with a complicated smile, "You can forget these troubles after you get drunk.

"Tsk, as expected, the comfort of brothers is drinking together."

…………

Two days later.

As agreed, Franka went to a hunting ground on the edge of the East Logne Forest and found the "Black Witch" Clarisse.

This demigod-level witch no longer wore the black court dress, but changed into a darker hunting suit and a black hat that covered her long hair. She looked both heroic and clean and fresh.

Compared to her previous melancholy beauty, Ms. Clarisse now has another kind of beauty, which is equally attractive and beautiful... Franka looked at the "Black Witch" with admiration, controlled her instinctive desire, and recounted in detail the information about the "people in the mirror" reported by "007".

Clarisse nodded slightly and took a wooden, maroon suitcase from the horse's back with a bright smile.

"This is your reward." The "Black Witch" handed the box to Franka.

Franka didn't hesitate to thank him while unfastening the metal lock and opening the small wooden suitcase.

The interior of the suitcase was divided into several parts by crystal ice that showed no signs of melting. Frozen inside were a bat head with colorful stripes on its surface, a gallbladder flowing with blood and green juice, a forked tail covered with smooth evil scales, and two types of dark red blood in glass bottles.

"The main material and most of the auxiliary materials of 'Pain' are here. If you are not ready for the promotion, don't try to destroy the ice I created. It will only cause the carrier to be infected with different diseases again and again and gradually die." The "Black Witch" reminded Franka.

"Thank you, ma'am." Franka quickly counted what auxiliary materials were missing.

The only thing missing is the fairly common Eucalyptus radiata.

The "Black Witch" Clarisse said:
"You are very efficient and productive. Perhaps in another year or two, you will be able to try to open the door to divinity. But by then, we will no longer reward you with the formula and main and auxiliary materials of the Despair potion. We will tell you the promotion ceremony in advance, and when you are ready and close to completing the ceremony, we will directly give you the Despair potion."

"Is this to prevent the formula of high-sequence potions from leaking?" Franka asked with some understanding.

The "Black Witch" nodded:
"When you are qualified to have a color before the title, you will be able to truly access high-sequence potion formulas and some of the sect's secrets."

I also want to get the potion formula of the "Immortal Witch" from you, but I can't add any color to it without becoming the "Immortal Witch"... It's okay, I can know the ritual in advance and see if it's evil... Franka did not hide her anticipation.

She then turned the topic back to the investigation of the "Man in the Mirror":

"Ma'am, how far should we go in tracking down the 'People in the Mirror'? Is it enough to just destroy their plot and eliminate those who have escaped from the special mirror world?
"We shouldn't be able to truly enter that special mirror world and destroy their leader and the basis of their existence without opening the seal of Trier in the Fourth Epoch, right?"

Franka is testing the fundamental purpose of the Witch Cult regarding the "Man in the Mirror" in order to infer the state and thoughts of the "Original Witch".

Clarisse glanced at her and said with a refreshing smile:
“Do what you can first.

"When you are promoted to 'Pain', we will tell you something."

Only by becoming the "Witch of Pain" can one enter the core layer of the Witch Cult and be qualified to learn something? Franka was happy that she was getting closer and closer to the secrets of the Witch Cult and could complete the mission, but she was also a little nervous.

…………

Late at night, in underground Trier, inside a quarry cave.

Angouleme de François, wearing a brown woolen coat, a gold brooch and carrying a calcium carbide lamp, walked into the area that was sleeping in darkness.

The sleeve of his right arm was rolled up, and a glass syringe was stuck in the crook of his arm, with some turbid white liquid inside.

Behind him were four or five "Purifiers", all with similar syringes on their arms.

Surrounded by the "Purifiers" were four tall iron-gray steam robots. These mechanical creations were responsible for lifting an object that was more than two meters long and one meter and seventy-eight meters wide.

The surface of the object was covered with a layer of red flannel cloth, revealing no details.

Angoulême stopped in the middle of the quarry hole and pressed his hand, signaling his teammates to stop as well.

His teammates asked the four iron-gray steam robots to put the items they were carrying on the ground.

As the flannel cover was removed, an exquisite, classical bed appeared before the eyes of Angoulême and others.

They felt tired at the same time and thought the bed was very comfortable and wanted to lie down on it and have a good sleep.

Angouleme quickly looked away and used the hand holding the calcium carbide lamp to push the syringe, injecting some of the liquid inside into his body.

As the other Purifiers performed the same action, a figure in black nun's uniform suddenly walked out from the other side of the quarry hole.

PS: Asking for double monthly tickets at the beginning of the month~
(End of this chapter)