Ring of Fate

Chapter 792 Burning
Looking at Xia Zuotu who was becoming more and more like Gehrman Sparrow, Janna asked carefully:

"What do you need this time?"

Is it one of the later volumes of The Adventurers, or something else?
In other words, not many people know that she is a messenger, and Xia Zuotu sends letters very rarely, otherwise Janna would have to consider giving other knowledge now.

Xia Zuotu lowered the rabbit paw holding the revolver and said in a thoughtful tone:

"Give me a pair of gloves a rabbit can wear."

What kind of request is this? Lumian said with a smile:
"I remember Gehrman Sparrow never wore boxing gloves."

This imitation doesn't fit the character!

"Yes, but Gehrman Sparrow has 'Flame' Danitz, and I also need a Danitz of my own. I want to develop one in our tribe." Xia Zuotu explained seriously, "Danitz has boxing gloves."

For a moment, neither Franka, Janna, nor Lumian knew how to respond.

After several seconds, Janna nodded and said:

“I’ll make you a custom pair.

"Well, by the size of the Common Knowledge Rabbit instead of yours?"

"Yes." Xia Zuotu raised his right hand with satisfaction and blew on the muzzle of the small revolver.

However, this action is not used in the current scenario... Franka discovered that Xia Zuotu was still just a knowledge rabbit that had not fully grown up. He was still in the stage of imitating and repeating a lot of knowledge and had not really mastered it.

…………

There were only a few candle-lit street lamps in Panamore Harbor at night. The pirates all huddled in bars and other places, drinking strong liquor or hugging the girls in the upstairs rooms, enjoying the pleasures that they could not get on the ship.

With the departure of the "News" and the disappearance of the unknown adventurer, the pirates slowly put the related matters behind them. After all, everyone was feeling ashamed and no one would laugh at them.

As a pirate, you might die in a storm, in a robbery or in internal strife the next time you go out to sea. There is no point in worrying about past problems. The only option is to enjoy the present.

Of course, they would also discuss the unknown adventurer's strength and what happened inside the "News", and why the "Admiral of the Deep" fled in panic.

"I think that adventurer is waiting for 'Admiral of the Deep Sea'!"

"He wants to repeat the great deeds of Gehrman Sparrow?"

"Bah, son of a bitch, what do you mean by great cause? We are pirates!"

"He succeeded, but not completely? He defeated Admiral Deep Sea, but let him escape?"

"Does he have the strength to approach that of the kings?"

"What's going on in the ocean? A few very powerful adventurers appear every once in a while! There was one named Louis Berry before."

"..."

Mason, who was not dressed as a pirate, hung out in several bars, listening to the pirates discussing what had happened before, hoping that they would quarrel and fight on the spot.

On the way to the next bar, Mason just turned into a quieter alley and saw a figure standing in front of him, as if waiting for him.

The figure had black hair, blue eyes, deep features and a handsome appearance. He was undoubtedly the unknown adventurer who had provoked all the pirates in Panamore Harbor a few days ago and forced the "Admiral of the Deep Sea" to flee in embarrassment.

Mason suddenly heard the sound of his heart beating wildly and blurted out:
"I'm not a pirate!"

Lumian walked forward and said with a smile:

"I have a mission for you."

Hearing this, Mason felt relieved. He said carefully:

"How can I help you? I'm not sure if my abilities are up to par with what you're asking for."

He was afraid that it would be easy to complete the commission, but it would be extremely troublesome afterwards - when the other party really left, he might be hacked to pieces by the pirates.

Lumian said bluntly:

"A very simple and very secret mission. Help me keep an eye on the situation in Panamore Harbor. If you see the 'News' coming again, or if you discover the whereabouts of 'Giant Shark' Jorg and others, summon my messenger immediately."

When Mason heard the word "messenger", something suddenly moved his mind.

He remembered his last commission:
He performed a ritual and summoned a terrible messenger!

Mason couldn't help but change his expression, and asked in a slightly horrified tone:
"You, you are Lumian Lee, sir?"

The master of that terrifying messenger?

“Pretty sharp,” Lumian said half-heartedly.

Mason immediately connected the events of the past few days:

The real purpose of the commission was to get Lumian Lee to come to Panamore Port?
And Lumian Lee's goal is to deal with "Admiral of the Deep Sea" Hal Constantine. Is this for the "Lost Newins"?
My spiritual intuition at the time was actually partially accurate. The ritual of summoning the messenger did bring something bad to the Port of Panamore, but it did not turn into a disaster...

Lumian then added:
"The reward is 5000 Felkins."

The mission is indeed simple, and the pirates will not find out that I am the one who brought Lumian Lee here. The reward is also generous... If I don't agree, what will happen to me when they find out the content of the mission... Mason weighed the pros and cons for more than ten seconds and said:

"No problem, I think I can handle this commission."

Lumian nodded slightly, paid a deposit of 1000 Felgin, and turned to leave the secluded alley.

After seeing his back disappear into the darkness, Mason silently repeated his name:
"Lumian Lee, Lumian Lee..."

Mason finally remembered where he had heard this name. He had seen the wanted poster of the other party on a ship!
The wanted poster stated that Lumian Lee was a survivor of an evil god sacrificial ritual that led to the complete destruction of a village, and was severely contaminated by the evil god.

…………

Trier, prison area, Ruye execution complex.

Two days after returning to Trier, Franka, who felt she was ready to be promoted to the "Witch of Pain", decided to quickly hold the ceremony and step into the ranks of Sequence 5.

——The clue about the "Man in the Mirror" given by "007" was from the mineralogist of the "Trier Cave Association". The "Purifiers" originally planned to check all the mineralogists of that association, but one of them mysteriously disappeared before they arrived. But recently someone met her in underground Trier, and she was suspected to be the mineralogist Jasmine, who was the "Man in the Mirror" Palija.

Franka looked at the stake and said with deep emotion:
"When I became a 'witch', I was wondering if I would be tied to the stake and burned to death one day. Who knows, I would tie myself to the stake without anyone else's help."

As she spoke, she took out the brown-red wooden suitcase given to her by the "Black Witch" Clarisse from the "Traveler's Bag" and unlocked the metal lock.

Then, she took out a red wine glass, broke the crystal ice that froze the potion-related materials, and poured the blood of the flower-faced bat and the blood of the seriously ill human into the glass respectively. They were both dark red in color, and showed signs of turning black after being mixed together.

Then, Franka put in the head of the flower-faced bat, the gallbladder and tail tip of the double-tailed black snake, and 10 drops of the Blue Eucalyptus essential oil she had prepared.

As these materials were put in, the dark red and almost black blood in the cup quickly turned pitch black, and disgusting green foam occasionally appeared.

"It's like taking a cup of untreated sewage from the sewer." Lumian commented pertinently.

"Fuck, stop talking!" The more Franka looked at the potion of the "Witch of Pain", the more disgusted she felt.

She handed the potion to Lumian first, then jumped lightly onto the stake and quickly tied herself up with the help of Janna.

During this process, Franka whispered to herself:

"MD, this feels so weird..."

She adjusted her mindset for a few seconds, then nodded to Lumian and said:
"Okay."

Lumian then handed the "pain" potion to Janna and pushed forward his right palm.

Balls of red and white flames flew out and landed on Franka's body. Franka immediately felt pain and her body instinctively wanted to dodge and shrink, but was firmly bound by the ropes.

Janna quickly jumped to her side, holding the rope with one hand and bringing the "pain" potion to her mouth with the other.

Franka forced herself to gulp down the dark green potion that looked like a collection of pathogens.

Whether it was due to the burning of the flames or the effects of the potion, her head quickly became hot and her mind became confused due to the high temperature.

She couldn't help but recall the past pleasures, not only her own experiences, but also the various feedbacks from the objects of pleasure.

At this moment, Franca was both the giver and receiver of joy. She was immersed in joy from body to mind, like a pool of spring water that was about to dissipate.

Her thoughts were flying, her will was sinking, and her self was lost, lost in all kinds of intense pleasures.

However, the pain that came with those joys allowed her to retain a trace of clarity. It was the mental resistance and mental entanglement when she was with Gardner Martin, and the emotional estrangement when she was with Janna. It seemed that she could never truly achieve the fusion of soul and body...

The extreme pain brought by the burning flames on her body was like invisible threads, pulling at her ego and her consciousness, making her like a kite, swaying in a lost storm, not completely out of control.

As she swayed, Franka instinctively cursed in her heart:

MD, it hurts, it really hurts!

This ritual is meant to kill me, right?
Cough, cough, cough, the high-temperature smoke has entered my trachea and lungs. It feels so uncomfortable. Am I dying soon?

Fuck, now I can say that I smell good, the smell of food, the smell of barbecue...

Lumian, Janna and Anthony stood in front of the stake, watching Franca's body gradually burn black and her expression distorted to the point of completely losing its beauty.

They and Lugano, who was specially invited to provide medical assistance at any time, felt a little hot unconsciously, and could not help but let their imagination run wild and began to move.

Faced with this horrifying scene, they actually felt inappropriate lust.

Fortunately, this is not serious and can be tolerated.

After several dozen seconds, the red flames burning on Franka's body suddenly turned black, and then turned into crystal clear ice fragments, falling piece by piece.

This came with some charred skin, and after peeling off the charred skin, Franka's body surface was exposed to new, white and tender skin that seemed to be soaked in a layer of water.

With the endurance of an "ascetic", Lumian instinctively looked away.

(End of this chapter)