Ring of Fate

Chapter 90: Catharsis (asking for monthly ticket)

Aurore walked towards the table carrying a plate of lamb chops, saying:

"I'm not sure if I can use the command method in that situation. After all, I'm not a 'Dancer' and I don't have the relevant mystical knowledge, but I won't lose anything by trying."

"Yeah." Lumian took over the work at the stove and said with a smile, "At most, it's just a wound and bleeding. It will recover after a good sleep. What do you think is that three-headed 'giant' on the top of the 'mountain'? What is its relationship with the secret existence and the pollution in my body?"

Aurore put down the plate, turned around and said:

"Are you thinking too highly of your sister? I have never encountered or heard of such strange things."

Without waiting for Lumian's response, she added thoughtfully:
"However, there are many similar images in the myths and legends of my hometown, with three heads and six arms, either gods or demons..."

She continued:

"According to our speculation, the dream ruins are closely related to the pollution in your body. The image of the 'giant' is likely to be reflected by that hidden being.

"You said that the name or description of that person is different from the common ones. Each paragraph contains three aspects and three forms of a certain authority or symbol. Therefore, it is normal to have three heads, just like the three-faced monster has faces representing the three stages of human beings.

"As for why it has six arms and why it sits on top of the bloody 'mountain', there is too little information to guess.

"Well... For the time being, please focus on that circle of 'city walls'. I think you can find a lot of useful clues there."

"Okay." Lumian followed his sister's instruction and put the shredded potatoes into the pot and stir-fried them with oil.

Aurore ended the topic of Dream Ruins and said to Lumian:
"While you were sleeping in the afternoon, I thought about it carefully and decided to invite those three strangers to live in our house."

"Why?" Lumian was puzzled.

Aurore looked at her brother's busy back and sighed softly:
"We used normal people's logic to speculate on the reaction of the parish priest and others, but don't forget that some of the people in that group have already accepted the 'gift', which means they have been contaminated from another perspective.

"According to that mysterious lady, the effects of 'gifts' are mainly concentrated on the body and mind. In other words, in addition to gaining abilities, one's personality will also be somewhat alienated. And when one cannot bear it, the more 'gifts' one receives, the more obvious and severe this alienation will be."

“Yes.” Lumian recalled the words of the mysterious lady.

She said that if the body could not bear such a great "gift" all at once, it would either turn into a monster, or become a puppet of that existence, or be alienated into another kind of person, treating the things it once cherished in a very cold-blooded manner.

Aurore concluded:

"Therefore, the shepherd Pierre Berry and others who have already accepted the 'gift' are likely to disregard the overall interests of the parish priest and take crazy revenge.

"The five of us living together and helping each other can effectively increase our chances of surviving until the Twelfth Night."

Lumian thought about it for a moment and agreed with his sister's suggestion.

He then raised a very realistic question:
"So where do they live, in the first floor living room area?"

"If we're not on the same floor, the effect of helping each other won't be that good." Aurore glanced at his brother who was carrying the fried shredded potatoes. "Move to my room. Leave your bedroom and the study on the second floor to the three outsiders. Let them divide it among themselves."

“Ah?” Lumian didn’t expect his sister to make such an arrangement. “You and I will sleep in the same bed?”

Seeing his reaction, Aurore laughed and said:
"What's the big deal? Children of Jianghu don't mind small matters!"

“Huh?” Lumian didn’t understand what his sister said next.

Aurore laughed and said:
"What I mean is, in this situation, we should stop worrying about small issues.

"Do you want to share a bed with Ryan and Valentine, or do you want me and Leah to sleep together?"

"Indeed, we can't completely trust them yet." Lumian nodded.

The three official investigators only cooperated with the siblings because they were trapped in the loop themselves. Who knows if they would take advantage of the opportunity of sleeping together to do something secretly so as to facilitate the capture of the two wild extraordinary people immediately after the loop is broken.

Aurore then smiled and said:
"If they don't trust us and choose to share a room, you can sleep in the other one."

"One room is better." Lumian felt that it would be easier to break through the wall.

Aurore said no more, and only added:
"Remind me to replenish my food reserves tomorrow. After Lent, the people in the village will become more and more strange. We will probably have to hold on here or hide in the nearest alpine pasture."

Then she invited her brother to have dinner.

Before the sun set completely, Lumian came out of the semi-underground two-story building, ready to invite Ryan and others to move to his home.

As the old tavern came into sight, Lumian ran into a few acquaintances.

Pons Bene was walking along the village main road with three thugs.

Almost at the same time, the black-haired, blue-eyed, muscular villain also saw Lumian.

His legs clamped together involuntarily, as if he was recalling some terrible pain.

Looking at Lumian not far away, Pons Bene fell into a struggle.

He wanted to take revenge, but was afraid of encountering the same thing as last time again and being defeated.

While Pons Bene was hesitating, Lumian had already revealed a brilliant smile:

"Hey, isn't this my rebellious son?"

He strode toward the villain who drowned Raymond and his three thugs, ready to beat them up.

Upon seeing this, Pons Bene no longer hesitated and winked at the three thugs beside him, signaling them to take over quickly.

The three thugs immediately ran towards Lumian, taking out short sticks, iron bars and other things.

Lumian also quickened his pace.

When he was about to collide with the three thugs, he suddenly jumped up and jumped towards one of the enemies.

This unconventional choice caused the three thugs' attacks to all miss.

Lumian grabbed the target's shoulder and flipped over in mid-air.

At this moment, his waist and back seemed to have turned into an extremely flexible spring, helping him to grab the enemy and complete the accumulation of power for the subsequent roll.

With an agile and exaggerated front flip, Lumian threw the enemy directly out and smashed him to the ground.

With a bang, the thug fell to the ground, his eyes went black, his whole body was in pain, and he could not get up for a while.

At this time, Lumian fell behind the other two, only seven or eight steps away from Pons Bene.

He leaned down slightly and rushed towards the villain. Pons Bene hurriedly dodged and shouted loudly:
"Quick, quick! Stop him!"

The remaining two thugs quickly turned around and chased after Lumian. Pons Bene also adjusted his mentality and bravely went towards the bastard, ready to hold him back and complete the encirclement.

Just when the two thugs were about to catch up with Lumian, Lumian, who had deliberately not been running at full speed, suddenly braked and squatted down.

Amid the sound of friction, the two thugs not only failed to hit the target's back, but were tripped by him because they had no time to stop, and lost their balance and fell in front of Pons Bene, tumbling into a ball with the villain.

Lumian pounced like a tiger, grabbed the two thugs by the neck, lifted their bodies, and smashed their heads into each other's foreheads.

boom!
The two thugs' foreheads instantly became red and swollen, and they fainted on the spot.

Then, Lumian threw away the burden, exerted force on his feet, half-turned his body, and slid behind Pons who had just climbed up.

He then grabbed the other person's arms and suddenly bent them back.

There was a cracking sound, and Pons Bene let out a scream of extreme pain.

"How was it? Wasn't it fun?" Lumian asked the curled-up Pons Bene with a smile, while picking up the guy and walking out of the village.

Soon, he came to the river, grabbed Pons Bene by the back of the head, and forced him into the water.

There was a gurgling sound of bubbles coming out, and Lumian lifted Pons Bene's head, tilted his face, and asked with a smile:

"Is it fun to bully others?"

Pons Bene's face was covered with water droplets, his expression was extremely painful, a lot of snot and saliva were flowing out, and he was unable to answer at all.

"Isn't it refreshing?" Lumian's voice suddenly became louder. He grabbed the villain's head and slammed his forehead into the water and onto the pebbles.

Bright red blood floated in the water. Pons Bene struggled hard with his legs but couldn't lift his head.

Gurgle, gurgle, as time passed, his struggles became less and less.

Lumian then lifted him up, stretched out his left hand, and patted his face:

"Let me ask you, does it feel good to bully people?"

Pons Bene's eyes were filled with fear, and he didn't know how to answer.

Just then, a figure walked to the riverside. It was the shepherd Pierre Berry, wearing a hooded coat.

He glanced at the miserable-looking Pons Bene and said to Lumian in a gentle tone:

“We are all from the same village, so it’s almost the same at this point.

"You still want to kill him?"

Lumian immediately loosened his grip on the back of Pons Bene's head, stood up, and said to Pierre Berry with a smile:
“As you say.

"Remember to tell this sow not to bully people again."

Without waiting for Pierre Berry's response, he walked past the shepherd and headed towards the village.

…………

On the second floor of the old tavern, in Ryan's room.

Lumian told the three official investigators about her sister's idea.

After looking at Leah and Valentine respectively, Ryan nodded:
“This is a great suggestion. In this situation, dispersion means that the strength is not concentrated enough and it is easy to be targeted separately.

"We can move into your house right now."

On the way to Lumian and Aurore's house with their luggage, Leah asked Lumian:
"What are your plans for that tomb?"

“Arrangements?” Lumian sneered. “Do you think that’s something we can handle?”

"It seems that you are still quite cautious. That makes me feel relieved." Leah said with a smile.

Ryan added:
"What we mean is, if the objects in the tomb are indeed related to the key of the cycle, then they must be performed in the ritual of Twelfth Night, and if they have nothing to do with the source of the cycle, then why should we risk exploring?"

“In short, wait patiently for Twelfth Night?” Lumian asked with understanding.

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