Ring of Fate

Chapter 803 New Waiter (Please give me a monthly ticket on the second to last day of May)

Lumian admitted that he was a little provoked.

But this was still acceptable. If his guess was correct, he and Albus would eventually meet again on the "0-01" incident. It would be better for the head of the "abscessed hand" to fall into the hands of the other party than to disappear and be hidden by an unknown person.

Lumian now just regretted not taking direct action against Albus in the "Carnivore" bar. He was cautious and wanted to take advantage of him.

At that time, he could hardly guess that the head of the "abscessed hand" had been obtained by Albus.

Lumian quietly activated the black mark representing "spiritual travel" and once again sensed the subtle connection between the various parts of the "abscessed hand" and himself.

He wanted to use this to find Albus.

"The feedback from each is almost the same. I can't tell which one is stronger. It's more likely to be the head of the guy with the severed hand... Did Albus make corresponding arrangements, suppressing the intensity of the feedback to a certain extent? Or, blocking it completely?" Lumian exhaled slowly, picked up the ear of the "abscessed hand" in the black wooden box, and stuffed it into the "traveler's bag".

He carefully examined various traces around the tomb, hoping to find some clues to Albus's whereabouts.

Unfortunately, Albus is also a senior "hunter" and is very good at dealing with the traces he leaves behind.

Lumian suppressed his emotions and returned to the "Carnivore" bar in the dust cloud brought by the volcanic eruption.

As soon as he stepped through the door, the human meat cook Les, who was redoing the wine rack and bar counter and found some wood strips from somewhere, stopped working, picked up the hammer, turned around, and said to him:

"I got a waiter."

"It's up to you to decide." Lumian simply wanted to get three meals a day and free accommodation in the name of the boss, and he didn't care at all whether the bar could be run.

Les added dutifully:

"You know Julie who came in with us."

That "collector"? Lumian almost choked on his own saliva.

Why would you, as a man, hire such a "collector" as a waiter?
Don’t you feel a chill in your crotch?
Before Lumian had time to ask Les what he thought, Julie came down from upstairs.

She had changed into a dark slit skirt that she had gotten from somewhere, and her breasts were faintly visible under a layer of gauze.

Her previously dirty face was washed clean, her long brown hair was simply tied up, and her appearance was clearly reflected in Lumian's eyes.

Lumian, who had been hanging out with the two "witches" for a long time, actually had an amazing feeling.

This female prisoner looked neither abnormal nor crazy. She had long and thin brown eyebrows, brown eyes that seemed to contain a pool of autumn water, delicate and fair skin, and a gentle temperament, which formed a sharp contrast with her body that was tempting to make mistakes.

She was a woman of unique beauty, and Lumian sensed a charm beyond the normal level.

Very much like a "witch"... Lumian couldn't help but sigh that Julie had accomplished a pretty good disguise by using only the two simplest methods of dirtying herself and letting her hair down.

Is this the Law of Aggregation of Beyonder Characteristics again... Lumian sighed and responded to Julie's tender and affectionate eyes:

"Why are you waiting tables at my bar?"

"You have to find a job to support yourself." Julie smiled gently, as if this was not Morola but a city in the outside world.

Lumian suddenly changed the subject:

"Why do you like collecting men's belongings?"

Julie's originally gentle brown eyes were suddenly tinged with an indescribable madness. The corners of her mouth curled up, and she answered in a longing tone:
"I just want to get back what's mine."

Uh... Another victim of the witch cult? Well, now she's the perpetrator... She's also a woman who turned from a man, but not as cheerful as Franka. She has serious psychological problems, and even abnormal hobbies? Lumian made a guess in his mind and initially determined that Julie should be a "witch", and her sequence would not be too low, at least a "Pleasure Witch" of Sequence 6.

Lumian immediately murmured:
"Your way of digesting 'pleasure' is to rape men, and when they lose control and are about to explode, you cut them off with a knife, letting them experience the feeling of falling from paradise into the abyss of pain in an instant?
"This is quite consistent with the essence of the 'Pleasure Witch', but it's too direct and too rough, not complicated and tortuous enough, and lacks the beauty of self-struggle...

“How come the Church of Knowledge sent in a ‘witch’ as if she were an ordinary rapist and murderer?

“Intentional?

"Well, according to my current knowledge of mysticism, at the top of each set of interchangeable divine pathways there is one or two or three great beings who control all the sequence powers of this set of pathways, just like Mr. Fool, Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun, Great Mother, and Mother Tree of Desire...

"From this perspective, it is understandable that the 'Original Witch' who is adjacent to the 'Hunter' path wants to plot against '0-01'. This may even be inevitable. According to Ms. 'Magician', '0-01' is the key item for being promoted to 'Red Priest' and becoming the True God of the 'Hunter' path...

"In this case, if the witch sect can find out about Morola's existence, they will definitely send a 'witch' who is not even at the demigod level to infiltrate here...

“Why didn’t they send anyone before, and had to exile Julie and me together?

"Is this because the oracle of the 'Original Witch' told them that only by following me can they enter Morola. After all, I was sent here specially by the Church of Knowledge, and there will be no inspection or review along the way?

"No, the more likely scenario is that Julie is not the first, or even the second 'witch' to infiltrate Morola, but those witches before her failed to complete their missions and gradually lost contact with the witch sect...

"If that's true, it must be easier and simpler for the 'witches' to control the world in the mirror than for me to use the 'mirror buckle' and 'mirror mark' to contact the outside world. In other words, Julie must have a lot of intelligence accumulated before and a certain action plan...

"From her, I may be able to find a way and opportunity to contact '0-01' and leave a mark on her..."

Thinking of this, Lumian looked at Julie, who still had some madness in her eyes, and said with a smile:

"I don't care what it is you want back or why you want it back, since you have chosen to be a waiter in my bar, you must abide by my rules.

"The first rule is that you cannot harass customers during bar hours."

Julie felt a little aggrieved, but her eyes were unusually bright and full of expectation:

"They harassed me?"

"Lez will be responsible for throwing them out. If they dare to fight back, Les knows how to cook them and will leave you the parts you want." Lumian said casually, "You can also choose to deal with them yourself after the bar closes."

Julie licked her lips and said:

"What about the second one?"

"Don't harass the boss." Lumian walked towards the stairs leading to the second floor. "Les will discuss the specific salary with you."

Julie was a little disappointed:
"I also want to see if the things I lost are from you."

Without waiting for Lumian's response, she continued:
“Is it considered harassment to ask you to view my collection?”

“Not interested.” Lumian responded simply.

He initially determined that the crimes Julie committed were not intentional in order to be exiled to Morola.

She just has this hobby. She looks gentle and beautiful on the outside, but she is twisted and crazy on the inside.

After night fell, Julie finished the dinner carefully prepared by Les and praised it highly:
"I decided to seduce you one last time."

Her seduction is deadly.

Les was a little disappointed, but still made a sincere request:
"If you are killed one day, can you leave your body to me?"

"Okay." Julie nodded without any concern, with elegant movements, gentle posture and a subtle smile.

She immediately looked at Lumian and blinked:
"Boss, the bar isn't open yet, can I go out tonight?"

“It’s your freedom.” Lumian took a sip of wheat-brewed liquor to suppress the sudden turmoil in his heart.

He could now be sure that Julie was the "Witch of Pain" because she had just actively used "Charm" on him.

He planned to "harvest" Julie mercilessly if she came closer again.

Only by intimidating this "witch of pain" with strength and ferocity can we make her behave herself.

Julie wiped the corners of her mouth with a white napkin, stood up, and walked straight out of the Carnivore Bar.

After waiting for a few seconds, Lumian suddenly disappeared beside the dining table.

He first "teleported", then transformed into a shadow creature, quietly following Julie.

Julie walked in a very ladylike manner, pretending to be drunk as she approached the square where the exiles gathered.

The exiles were so attracted by this "witch" that they couldn't take their eyes off her. A middle-aged man rushed forward and started chatting with Julie.

Julie raised her finger, obviously drunk:

"I want to duel with you."

"Okay." The middle-aged man looked surprised, then helped Julie leave here and returned to his home.

Before the other exiles could react or attempt to initiate a duel, they lost track of the two men.

Lumian did not lose him, he hid outside the sturdy man's window.

He heard Julie moaning like a kitten, which was completely different from the rough and crazy sounds he had imagined.

Thanks to his endurance as an ascetic, Lumian did not show any abnormality until the sturdy man shouted loudly, indicating that he was near the end.

The next second, a shrill scream broke out in the room, carrying extremely intense pain.

Soon, Julie walked out of the room, her face flushed, her eyes bright, and there were so many beautiful details that it was hard to see them all.

She took a bloody object, froze it in crystal ice, and put it into a small cloth bag.

Lumian continued to follow Julie, and the "witch" did not make any counter-tracking, all the way to the large square outside the Church of Knowledge.

She seemed to be waiting for something.

After an unknown amount of time, a group of law enforcers in black robes walked out of the church. Leading them was a tall, fair-faced, beautiful woman with a reserved temperament.

Julie's eyes lit up and her face instantly glowed.

She walked towards the team of law enforcers and shouted excitedly to the leader:
"Salist!"

The tall woman in the black burqa glanced at Julie indifferently and asked in a calm voice:
"who are you?"

Julie's expression froze.

PS: I am asking for monthly tickets on the second to last day of May~
(End of this chapter)