Ring of Fate

Chapter 925 News
Inside the rental house.

Janna cleaned the table, picked up the soy milk and meat buns that she had left for Franka, and said to Ludwig beside her:
"You can read and study now."

Ludwig's expression changed several times, and he argued:
“What good can I do by studying?
"If you want to master knowledge, eat scientists. If you want to master abilities, eat Beyonders!"

Janna smiled faintly and said:

"Studying is really not important to you, but it is important for us to let you study."

"..."Janna's frankness left Ludwig, who was already tongue-tied, completely at a loss for words.

Jana thought for a moment and said:
"Although we don't know the specific process, and you probably have forgotten it, the fact that you were sealed by the Church of Knowledge is as hard as iron. What is the biggest difference between you and the clergy of the Church of Knowledge? It's your attitude towards learning!"

Ludwig was a little confused by what was said. He reluctantly but helplessly sat down at the table and spread out his textbook.

Janna returned to the master bedroom and closed the door.

Franka struggled to half sit up, stuffed a pillow behind her back, and said in a low voice:
"You are fooling Ludwig again. Trying to defeat the Church of Knowledge by learning is equivalent to competing with the other party on the track they are best at and under their favorite rules. How can you win? The best way is to play to your strengths.

"Hehe, the 'witch' must be good at deceiving people."

Many "witches" have had the experience of deceiving others' feelings in order to digest the "painful" potion, and a few of them also got involved themselves, and eventually had to separate cruelly, thus causing themselves pain.

Janna laughed:
"You have to find a reason for him. He just wants to find a reason."

Janna paused and said thoughtfully:

"Besides, I think learning is still useful for Ludwig. You saw it during the battle last night. He looked like a complete monster. But the details of our daily interactions made me feel that, apart from being able to eat, loving to eat, and having to eat, he is a normal little boy in other aspects.

"This is due to the seal of the Church of Knowledge. It should also be due to the fact that he has brought about changes through learning rules, morals, and common sense of human society."

As she spoke, Janna brought the plastic cup of soy milk to Franca's mouth and asked her to take a sip. Then she handed the meat bun to her and watched her chew on it until she got to the filling part.

Franca had never enjoyed such treatment before, and she immediately felt very happy.

She nodded thoughtfully:

"You mean, learning is one of the ways to integrate Ludwig into human society, and learning gives him some humanity?"

"Yeah." Janna fed Franca breakfast while chatting with her casually. At the end, she used wet tissues to wipe Franca's mouth and wash her face.

After doing these things, Janna took the garbage out of the master bedroom.

After being busy for several tens of seconds, she sat down next to Ludwig, as if supervising the child's study.

After looking for a while, she took out two packages from the "traveler's bag" and placed them on the table.

Those were two bags of simply packaged rice crusts.

As Ludwig looked over in astonishment, Janna said with a smile:

"If you can pass my test later, they will be yours.

"Do you like spicy or original?"

"I like them all!" Ludwig lowered his head again, his eyes extremely focused.

"I prefer the original flavor." Janna tore open the package, stuffed two pieces into her mouth, and started chewing.

Ludwig glanced at her, his mouth half open and his expression blank.

Isn't this my reward?

"I'll eat something before you finish studying. Don't worry, I'll save some for you." Janna smiled.

Franka, who was lying on the bed in the master bedroom, couldn't help laughing when she heard this conversation.

She suddenly thought that although Janna usually behaved very maturely, her actual age was just that of a girl who had just graduated from college. It was normal for such a girl to like eating snacks, and now she finally had such an opportunity.

The smile on Franca's face gradually softened, and a new conversation came from the living room outside:

“It’s corn chowder-flavored puffed food.”

“These are cucumber-flavored potato chips.”

“It’s a chocolate wafer cookie.”

"..."

"There are not many of these snacks because they are not as cheap as the staple food, but they are all prepared for you as a reward for studying hard and taking exams."

"You, you should eat less! I will try my best!"

Franka leaned against the pillow and slowly had a strange feeling:

I am the father who is recuperating from illness, and outside is the child who is greedy and hates studying, and the mother who supervises the child to do his homework.

If you ignore words like "the corpse's fingers are also your reward today", the daily life of the family of three is so warm and beautiful.

…………

Beep! Beep! Beep!
Horns honked continuously from behind and to the sides of the grey car, urging Lumian to drive faster, but Lumian remained calm and composed, completely ignoring the noise around him, and drove the car forward steadily at the lowest speed allowed on the current road section.

New drivers, safety first!

Anthony was sitting in the passenger seat, scrolling through his phone and checking the local news.

"What are you looking for?" Lumian glanced at his companion out of the corner of his eye.

Anthony probably hasn't reached the stage of being addicted to the Internet yet, after all, he has just learned how to use the Internet.

Anthony tilted his head and said solemnly:

"I still feel that there are a few details in last night's battle that seem more and more wrong the more I think about it."

"Like?" Lumian concentrated on driving.

Anthony considered and said:

"The second security guard who blew himself up, his state before the explosion was very similar to the 'Puppet Master' himself, but he blew himself up just like that."

"The ability of the puppet to swap positions with the original body? Do you suspect that there was indeed a demigod-level 'Puppet Master' assisting Tianzun's puppet at the scene?" Lumian understood what Anthony wanted to express. "But we have paid attention to the situation within a few dozen meters and found no traces. Could it be that the demigod-level 'Puppet Master' is in a state that we can't see, hear, or touch?"

"This is the most terrifying point. If such a 'Master of Secret Dolls' really exists, why didn't he save the resurrected female corpse? Why didn't he spread our appearance and image characteristics later?" Anthony turned his gaze back to the phone.

Lumian nodded slowly and said:

"Are you checking the reports and private rumors about last night's incident to see if any of our information has been leaked?"

"Yes." Anthony's fingers kept sliding on the screen. "The current rumor is that a conflict at work caused one of the security guards to get a detonator, killing his colleague and himself..."

Anthony stopped talking suddenly.

He frowned slightly:

"I saw a strange local news report. This morning, a madman was found near a garbage dump near Mingyue Mall. He was completely irrational and uncommunicative. He was then sent to the hospital for treatment."

"Near the mall? A madman?" Lumian also noticed the strangeness of the news and asked sharply, "Which hospital was he sent to?"

Could this madman be the "Secret Puppet Master" who hid last night?
He didn't intervene in the subsequent battle because something happened to him?

What happened? Why did it happen?

"The news didn't mention it." Anthony continued to read the reports on this matter.

Lumian maintained the speed and it took another ten minutes to reach the destination.

After finding a parking space and parking the car with difficulty, he and Anthony walked towards the "Star Dream Grocery Store" located on the corner of the street.

The shop was dark and cramped inside, and the moment Lumian entered it was like going from morning to night.

He glanced at the long, tall shelves on both sides filled with exotic goods and walked to the cash register at the back.

A woman in a black dress was sitting behind the cashier counter. She was leaning against the wooden cabinet behind her, playing with her mobile phone. In front of her was a tablet computer playing a TV series.

Lumian said politely:

"Hello, I want to send a letter."

He actually said in a grocery store that he was there to mail a letter.

The woman in the black dress who was playing with her phone didn't find it strange and asked without even raising her head:
“Where to send it to and to whom?”

"Send it to the Church of Tranquility, addressed to Senior Deacon Leonard Mitchell." Lumian took out the letter to the Major Arcana cards.

The woman in the black dress was still looking at her phone. She said in a gentle and calm voice:

"There is a black mailbox with silver inlays on the third shelf on the right. Just put the letter in it.

"Come and get the letter tomorrow."

“Thank you.” Lumian breathed a sigh of relief and turned to the shelves.

What he saw at first glance was not a toy mailbox, but a book that looked like it was made of brass and a silver mirror with black eyeballs on both sides.

Lumian took a quick look and discovered other items such as classical feather pens and various exotic dice. If the owner had not been playing with his phone or looking at his tablet, he would have felt like he was back in the real world, back in Trier.

The style of these items is somewhat different from those in the Dream City, and more like things from the Northern Continent!

After placing the letter into the silver-studded toy mailbox, Lumian turned his body and asked the shopkeeper:
"Can I see the merchandise here?"

The shop owner's voice was filled with a hint of laughter:

“These are all for sale.”

Can it be sold? As a "witch", Lumian first picked up the silver mirror with ancient patterns and a black gem on each side.

In the mirror, Lumian's face quickly emerged:
The eyes were light blue, clear and deep, the face was slightly thin, almost perfect, the lips were neither thick nor thin, the color was light but moist, and there was a hint of light...

This is his female form.

It directly reflects my "witch" state... This mirror is indeed magical... Just as Lumian had this thought, he saw the mirror surface shimmering with light, outlining lines of bloody ancient Feysac words:
"I am the great Arrodes. I can answer any questions you have, but you must also answer an equal number of questions from me in the presence of at least one spectator.

"If you refuse to answer or lie, you will be punished."

Arrodes, the great Arrodes? Lumian knew the name.

Franka mentioned that this was the magic mirror belonging to Mr. Fool, and it answered questions most accurately, but every question it asked would lead to social death of the fortune teller.

Mr. Fool's magic mirror was actually located in this grocery store in his dream? What does this mean, what does it symbolize? Lumian couldn't help but look at the store owner, the woman in a black dress who was playing with her phone.

After a brief consideration, Lumian said calmly:

"My question is, regarding awakening Mr. Fool, is there anything you would like to remind me of?"

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(End of this chapter)