Ring of Fate

Chapter 816 The Abnormality of the “Wizards”

Franka walked to the full-length mirror and put the silver-white "Lie" ear clip on her left ear.

The skin on her face suddenly became translucent, and it seemed as if granulations of flesh were growing underneath.

Immediately afterwards, these granulations began to wriggle and change, gathering together again.

In just twenty or thirty seconds, Franka turned into Auror, disguised as Lumian.

After adjusting it repeatedly for a while, she straightened her golden hair and looked at herself in the mirror and said:

"Aurore is really beautiful... Lie is so amazing that it can achieve this level."

"You've never used 'lie' before?" Janna, who was standing nearby, asked in confusion.

She remembered that Franka had used it more than once.

Franka laughed and said:
"It's been too long since I last used it. I'm just sighing. Also, after becoming a 'Pleasure Witch' and trying to use 'Lies' to fine-tune my appearance, I didn't dare to do it again. I was afraid of falling in love with myself and becoming obsessed with my own beauty.

"I just did a simple retouch on Aurora's face, and I feel that she is so beautiful. I wonder how beautiful such a natural beauty will be if she takes the path of a 'witch'. 'Lies' and 'witch', tsk, they are a perfect match. It's just too easy to go back. I would rather live in a lie than face the truth."

Seeing that Franca could still laugh at herself and joke, Janna breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and nodded:
"For us witches, lies are the most delicious poison."

Franka hummed, turned back to the full-length mirror, and adjusted her height.

Before leaving, she looked at Janna and asked thoughtfully:

"You'll need two or three good performances before your witch potion can be fully digested, right?"

"Yes, if you only rely on similar performances as in the past, it will take time and accumulation of repetitions." As soon as Janna heard it, she knew what Franca was going to say next.

Just as she often says, she wants to teach some life experience, no, some digestive experience.

Franka, who had the beautiful face of Aurore, laughed:

"I think your performance has always ignored the black magic of witches. Think about it, isn't black magic an important part of various witch legends? And a large part of those witch legends should be left behind by real witches.

"You can try to find a villain, someone who deserves to be hanged, collect his hair and flesh, and issue a warning in advance as a witch, and torture him with black magic every day until he dies."

Janna pondered for a while and said:

"You can try it."

Although, I still hope that you can become the "Witch of Pleasure" and things will turn around... Franka sighed secretly, but kept smiling on the surface, pulled up her hood, walked out of the room, and disappeared into the shadows of the corridor.

The scheduled offline gathering place is at No. 6 Bellafort Street, Boulevard District, which is a four-story villa with a garden. It is a top-notch residence that can be considered luxurious even in the wealthy area. However, it has always been rented out with an annual rent of 1.5 Felgins. Foreign dukes, bankers, diplomats and others have lived there.

Now, it has no long-term tenants and is temporarily rented for a week by a "professor" who organizes a party.

Passing through the garden lit by gas street lamps and around the fountain with statues, Franka arrived at the door of the villa with brisk steps. She saw a table with a sign-in book on it.

This is the simplest identity verification to prevent some weird Trier people from mistakenly entering.

Franca quickly recalled Aurore's notes, imitated the handwriting, and signed the word "Muggle" in a deliberately crooked manner as if to cover it up.

It seemed as if a line of sight was projected from the void and stayed on the sign-in book for two seconds.

Silently, the door of the villa opened and Frankamai walked in.

After walking a few steps, she quickly slowed down and carefully recalled how the real "Muggles" and fake "Muggles" walked at various gatherings of the "Curly-Haired Baboon Research Society".

Franka, who was very professional in playing the role, had used dream divination and other methods to dig out the memories buried deep in her mind beforehand, and it didn't take her long to grasp the charm of Auror's walking.

She shortened her steps and lightened her waist.

The living room of this bungalow is decorated with a homely atmosphere, and the red and yellow colors dotted everywhere bring an indescribable feeling of warmth.

The seven or eight members of the "Curly Baboon Research Society" who attended the party all wore the same disguises as in the "Kingdom of Night" to show their identities. Some of them sat on the sofa area, drinking and chatting, while others gathered in a corner, playing dart games.

The "professor" wearing a black butterfly mask left the sofa with a prepared orange cocktail and walked towards Franca.

Her pale lips revealed a smile as she said:

"How about we chat and exchange recent news first, and then drink, play board games, sing, and play cards together?"

Okay, okay, if the offline gathering is just to trade items and exchange mystical knowledge, without organizing some entertainment activities, then what is the point of the gathering? One of the reasons why Franka was willing to participate in this real gathering was that she hadn't played with her "fellow villagers" for a long time - there were some things she wanted to teach Lumian and Janna and make them fully understand, which was too troublesome.

Dragging a high stool over, Franka sat down next to the "Professor" like a lady, and cast her eyes on familiar faces such as the "Periodic Table" and "Isotopes", wondering if there were any hidden members of the "Moss Ascetic Order" among them.

"'Muggle', have you settled in Trier?" The "college" team member with a periodic table painted on his face asked Franka curiously.

Franka restrained her overly active side and only showed a little bit of it, in line with the daily behavior of a "Muggle". She smiled and replied:
“That’s the case for now.

"But given the situation in Trier, I don't really want to live here for a long time, and I might move out after a while."

She was subtly reminding her fellow countrymen that the metropolis of Trier was full of dangers, just like it was built on an active volcano and could erupt at any time.

"Why do you say that?" As expected, the "professor" very perceptively raised the question that Franka wanted them to ask.

Franka's lips curved into a smile.

She pointed to the ground:

"I encountered some things in underground Trier. I feel that many great dangers are brewing underground. I don't know when they will erupt."

"For example, 'The Man in the Mirror'?" the Professor asked thoughtfully.

Franka nodded slightly:
"Correct."

She didn't say much. On the one hand, it was confidential. On the other hand, even if she said it, others might not believe it without any evidence.

"Professor", "Isotope" and others fell into silence, and no one knew what they were thinking about. The "Associate Professor" who was playing the dart game returned to the sofa area one after another and turned the topic to other aspects.

During the communication, Franca was much more active than Lumian before, because she understood many secret codes and many things, and was not afraid of making mistakes or failing to connect with the topic.

The Professor looked at her and said with satisfaction:
"It seems like you have gotten over the April Fool's Day murder and have returned to your original state. You are no longer as silent as before, and you are more of a bystander most of the time."

Uh...Franca suddenly felt like she had messed up.

It’s not that the disguise as a “Muggle” was bad this time, on the contrary, it was too good.

If Lumian were to return later, the members of the "Academy" team would definitely be wondering why she is in a state of post-traumatic stress disorder again?

You can't say that you've been hurt again, right?

Franka's mind raced, and she quickly found a reason:
"In fact, I haven't completely gotten over it yet. Some of my wounds may never heal in my lifetime. It's just that everyone was chatting happily just now, which made me feel like I was back in time."

The "Professor" expressed her understanding. When she was about to say something else, the part of her face that was not covered by the black butterfly mask suddenly twisted and her eyeballs bulged out, as if she was in great pain.

She slowly bent her back, raised her hands and grasped her head tightly.

Franca was stunned for a moment, and quickly glanced at the others, and found that "Associate Professor", "Isotope" and "Periodic Table" also had similar performances. Only two party members who were not "wizards" did not show any abnormalities.

Yes, I am also a "wizard" now... While imitating the "professor"'s performance, Franka recalled the pain she suffered during the promotion ceremony, and she also had a splitting headache.

After two or three minutes, the "professor" straightened up and exhaled slowly.

The non-"wizard" member codenamed "Griffin" asked doubtfully:
"What's wrong with you guys?"

Just as the question was raised, the Griffin suddenly had an idea:
"Is the evil god 'Hidden Sage' instilling knowledge again?"

The "associate professor" in a brown paper bag smiled bitterly:
"Yes."

"It's actually broadcast-style. I always thought it was one-on-one." "Griffin" exclaimed.

"Both situations are true." The "Professor" rubbed his head and said to Franka, "The Periodic Table" and others, "Have you noticed that after that horrific rainstorm, the frequency of the 'Hidden Sage' imparting knowledge and the frequency of broadcast-style indoctrination have increased significantly."

"Yes." The Periodic Table nodded in a serious tone.

Seeing that all the "wizards" present agreed with the "professor's" statement, Franka also nodded.

She thought thoughtfully:

Is this abnormality related to the "Tianshi"?

When the seal of Trier in the Fourth Epoch was opened, some power leaked out, causing the already crazy "Hidden Sage" to become even crazier?

——Franca knew that the terrifying rainstorm that the "professor" mentioned was the time when the "hostel" plan briefly opened the seal of Trier in the Fourth Epoch.

PS: I recommend a book, "Dragon's Hidden Dragon", which tells a story about an industrial revolution that takes place in an oriental fantasy world. The author is Yanyu Jiangnan.

When I mention this person, I can't help but sigh with emotion. The great prophecy technique shocked me greatly back then and also had a great influence on my later creations.

(End of this chapter)