Lumian couldn't help but smile when he saw the "slogan" on the wall.
"In Trier, the coffee house has a very special place. It is a place of riots, a place of conspiracy, a source of scandal."
In the history of Intis, I don’t know how many riots started from the exchanges in coffeehouses, and I don’t know how many literary works and political conflicts fermented in coffeehouses.
Unlike the Loen Kingdom next door, although Intis also has some closed clubs, they are relatively professional or high-end, and very few people can participate, whether they are former nobles, current congressmen, or senior government officials, financiers, and bankers. , industrialists, famous writers, newspaper editors, military generals, university professors and other high-ranking society people all like to hang out in different cafes, enjoy the fun of chatting, and also show their people-friendly side. After all, the political slogan of the Republic and its internal and external policies The erected image is "Liberty, Equality, Fraternity".
At the same time, banquets and salons were very popular throughout Trier. If an upper-class person did not hold a salon for a month, he would be suspected of family changes, economic crisis, and loss of political prospects.
Of course, people from different walks of life like to go to completely different cafes, which are often divided by location, price and style. Therefore, Lumian heard from Charlie that Laurent was squeezing money from his mother, Madame Lacazin, and went to that kind of cafe. When looking for opportunities in expensive cafes, I am not surprised or confused. Many people are doing this, and they have even become the prototype of characters written by novelists, but very few people can succeed.
At the same time, banquets and salons are very popular throughout Trier. If an upper-class person does not hold a salon for a month, he will be suspected of family changes, or an economic crisis, or a loss of political prospects.
One of the reasons why Aurore, who obviously likes this metropolis very much, does not come here is that artists such as writers, poets, painters and sculptors are like raised butterflies, flying among different parliamentarians, financiers, politicians and high-ranking officials. At the Salon, it seems that only by being recognized by them can the value of one's works be realized.
One of the reasons why Aurore, who obviously likes this metropolis very much, has not come here is that artists such as writers, poets, painters and sculptors are like raised butterflies, flying among different parliamentarians, financiers, politicians and senior officials. In the salon of officials, it seems that only by getting their recognition can the value of one's works be realized.
The combination of salon and cafe replaces most of the functions of the club.
In this system, pubs, beer halls, dance halls and coffeehouses have similar functions, but are far less important than the latter, and are more inclined to the lower class.
Seeing a guest coming in, a female waiter in a gray and white dress came over and asked with a smile: "Do you have a favorite seat, or have you made an appointment with a friend?" Lumian nodded: "Deck seat D .”
The female waiter led him to a corner.
Next to a window, you can see the botanical garden full of greenery and trees.
"What would you like to drink?" The female waiter put down a drink list wrapped in a brown cover.
Lumian picked it up and unfolded it, took a look at it, and was slightly surprised by the dazzling array of choices: "Fiermo coffee, plateau coffee, Lim espresso..." Xibe black tea, Marquis black tea, West Balan black tea? …
"Fruit ice water, frangipani water, ambergris lemonade, 'Venus' holy oil special drink..." Chaillot wine, red wine, rose dew wine, walnut liqueur, orange limoncello, cherry liqueur...
"Absinthe, aniseed vermouth, gin, bitter curacao, apple brandy, pomace brandy..." Dessert wine: Perfect Love, Barbarian Cream, Little Rose, Westerpaloo...
Considering that he would receive treatment from a psychologist later, neither alcohol nor caffeine was suitable for consumption. Lumian thought for a while and said: "Ambergris lemonade."
"Four Ricks." The female waiter asked again, "Do you need cake, bread or other food?"
"No need for now, I'll decide when my friend comes." Lumian looked around the Mason Cafe again and found that there were no customers at this time.
People who came to the cafe for lunch left before half past two, and it was still more than an hour before tea time.
Not long after, the female waiter came over with a tray and placed an open glass filled with colorless liquid and a few slices of lemon on the table.
Lumian looked at the empty seat opposite the booth, picked up the cup, and took a sip.
The sweet fragrance of Dan Ya reached his nose, and the refreshing sourness lifted his spirits.
Time passed by, and seeing the clock on the wall approaching three-thirty, Lumian couldn't help but turn sideways and look at the entrance of the cafe.
There were some green plants there, but no guests came in.
Just when Lumian looked back with slight disappointment, a gentle female voice of indistinguishable age came from the booth behind him: "I've arrived.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Lumian Li."
Lumian probably guessed that the other party didn't want to communicate face to face, so he didn't turn around. He lowered his voice and asked politely: "Good afternoon, what should I call you? My voice is so low, can you hear me?"
"No problem." The gentle female voice said, "You can call me Susie."
"Hello, Ms. Susie." For some reason, Lumian's mood became quite calm when facing the psychologist, and he lost his usual habit of making mental comments.
The next second, he felt a little familiar uneasiness for no reason.
"What's wrong?" Susie in the booth behind him asked softly.
Lumian thought for two seconds and did not hide his feelings: "I'm a little uneasy, it's a strange and familiar experience.
"Well, I should have had a similar feeling when I met an information dealer yesterday."
"I'm sorry, I have a habit of reading your thoughts, and this may be the source of your uneasiness.
"Your body is sealed with very serious pollution and is in a very balanced state. A slight disturbance will cause you to have a certain reaction. In other words, you are quite sensitive to hidden and invisible influences, better than the same sequence or even more. A high-sequence extraordinary person.”
"Is that so..." Lumian was not angry.
In his opinion, if psychologists don't read their own thoughts, how can they treat them? Is it all about words?
He then frowned: "Anthony Reid was also reading my thoughts at that time? I'm talking about the intelligence dealer."
"I know." Susie expressed understanding, "Where is Anthony Reed from and what did he do before becoming an intelligence dealer?"
Susie was silent for a while before saying: "If he is really from the west coast of Jianhai, it is indeed possible that he is an Extraordinary of the 'Audience' pathway."
The "Audience" path... Lumian had read about this divine path in Aurore's wizard notes, but Aurore only knew that its corresponding Sequence 9 was called "Audience". He had very strong observation ability and could Interpret the true thoughts contained in various subtle expressions and body language.
It turns out that one of the sequences up the "Audience" path is "Psychologist"... Lumian just had this thought flash through his mind when he heard Susie correct him: "It's 'Psychiatrist'."
"This sounds more reassuring." Lumian smiled, "What sequence does Anthony Reed have?"
After knowing the other party's approach, he considered Anthony. Rhett should have recognized himself at that time and noticed the tension, worry and attempts to intimidate him.
"According to your description, he has at least Sequence 8." Susie gave her own judgment.
Lumian laughed and said, "It would be funny if he was really a "psychiatrist." He didn't even cure himself of the sequelae of battlefield trauma. "
"It's normal." If a psychiatrist has really suffered severe psychological trauma, it will be difficult for him to get out of it by himself. This often requires the help of another "psychiatrist", and the treatment of a "psychiatrist" is more dangerous than normal. A lot, and if something goes unnoticed, it's easy to contract the kind of mental illness he suffers from. "Susie gave a brief explanation.
As the topic changed, and as the other party adopted a casual chatting attitude, Lumian gradually felt at peace, no longer feeling uneasy or nervous.
He took the initiative and said, "Shall we start treatment?"
"Chatting is also part of therapy." Susie's gentle voice brought a smile.
Seeing that the first stage of treatment was purely chatting, Lumian became more relaxed.
“I already knew it was a dream, but there were a lot of details I couldn’t understand.
"Since this is my dream, why do I know the various abilities of the three official investigators? Why do I know so clearly the unique abilities of the priest and the shepherd?"
Susie said in a gentle tone: "Those three official investigators were forcibly pulled into your dream, which is equivalent to letting their subconscious get closer to your subconscious, presenting a semi-open state.
"They will actively participate in the dream and display all kinds of information they know. Even if they just think about it in their minds, your subconscious can sense it."
In other words, with the addition of Ryan, Leah and Valentine, some parts of the dream were created due to "interaction"? The call back they received was created by my subconscious and their subconscious, so it fully complies with the rules of the secret text? While listening, Lumian thought about the problem that he couldn't figure out before.
Susie's voice remained unchanged and continued: "Why do you know the abilities of the followers of the evil god? You should have some guesses, right? You are just not willing to face them?"
Hearing this, Lumian's eyelids jumped involuntarily.
"According to the information given to me by Ms. Magician, most of the abilities of Guillaume Benet and Pierre Berry come from the 'Contracted Person,' the evil god sequence. Therefore, the abilities they possess cannot be What can be predicted in advance depends on which creature you have signed a contract with." Susie helped with the analysis and said in a gentle voice, "In other words, we can rule out the possibility that your subconscious can obtain the corresponding knowledge from the pollution of the seal. , while without knowledge base
In this case, you can't imagine those abilities out of thin air, they are not fictitious. "
The lady's tone suddenly became more serious: "Obviously, at some point before the destruction of Cordu Village, you saw Guillaume Benet, Pierre Berry and others using their abilities, And you were not harmed by this and left a shadow, otherwise there would be a corresponding representation in the dream." From the analysis of that dream, what really left a shadow on you was the performance of Pualis' group.
"How do you think you saw those evil god believers display their abilities?" Susie's words were like sharp arrows, piercing the surface of Lumian's memory, causing the strong barrier to waver.
Lumian's face twisted slightly.
In the unconcealable pain, he felt several images emerge from the depths of his memory: it was the third floor of the Administrator's Castle, and it was a wall covered with blue and white transparent faces, but it was no longer Lain and Liya who were fighting. and Valentine, but Guillaume Benet, Pierre Berry and Sybil Berry!
