Lumian did not touch the silver-white mask immediately. He opened the letter and read the beautiful font that was different from the "Magician" lady:
“This is the promised reward.
"lie:
“It allows you to truly change your appearance, adjust your body shape within a certain range, and change your height.
"At the same time, it also allows you to manipulate fire, deflect damage like a 'magician', and have good danger intuition, improving your balance and agility.
“Its shape can be changed at will, and it can be whatever you want it to be.
“When you wear it, your emotions will be amplified, and you must know how to control yourself, otherwise there will be big problems.
"Also, please remember:
"Don't get lost in lies."
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"You can actually carry it with you without being affected?" After reading the content of the letter, Lumian's first reaction was not to be delighted that the "lie" function met his needs, but to marvel that the negative effects of this magical item were so weak that he Imagine.
You must wear it to amplify your emotions!
In other words, Lumian can put it in a bag, wallet or other container and carry it with him all the time without suffering any side effects.
Compared with "lie", "respect" is buried in strong liquor, and it is quite troublesome to retrieve and store it. As long as "torture" is carried, it will inevitably be affected.
After sighing, Lumian couldn't help but laugh at himself: Lumian did not touch the silver-white mask immediately, opened the letter, and read the beautiful font that was different from the "Magician" lady:
“This is the promised reward.
"lie:
“It allows you to truly change your appearance, adjust your body shape within a certain range, and change your height.
"At the same time, it also allows you to manipulate fire, deflect damage like a 'magician', and have good danger intuition, improving your balance and agility.
“Its shape can be changed at will, and it can be whatever you want it to be.
“When you wear it, your emotions will be amplified, and you must know how to control yourself, otherwise there will be big problems.
"Also, please remember:
"Don't get lost in lies."
"You can actually carry it with you without being affected?" After reading the content of the letter, Lumian's first reaction was not to be delighted that the "lie" function met his needs, but to marvel that the negative effects of this magical item were so weak that he Imagine.
You must wear it to amplify your emotions!
In other words, Lumian can put it in a bag, wallet or other container and carry it with him all the time without suffering any side effects.
Compared with "lie", "respect" is buried in strong liquor, and it is quite troublesome to retrieve and store it. As long as "torture" is carried, it will inevitably be affected.
After sighing, Lumian couldn't help but laugh at himself: Lumian dragged his baggy pants and a tight shirt, left room 207, walked into the bathroom, and cast his eyes on the mirror there.
A beautiful girl is reflected in the mirror. She has long, thick blond hair, light blue eyes, a tall and delicate nose, and medium-thick red lips, as bright as the morning sun.
The details of her facial features and the lines of her face were still being fine-tuned, and it took dozens of seconds before they were completely finalized.
Lumian stared blankly at the girl in the mirror, his eyes gradually softened, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
After a few seconds, he laughed softly:
"Long time no see, Aurore."
Franka, who returned from Quanshui Street, opened the door of Apartment 601 with light steps.
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What caught her eyes was a face exactly like her own:
Flax-colored ponytail, bright and smiling lake-colored eyes, brown eyebrows flying into the temples, red and thin lips...
Franka's spirit tensed up and she blurted out:
"Who are you and why are you pretending to be me?"
That Franka also pointed at her and said:
"Who are you and why are you pretending to be me?"
Franca laughed angrily and wrapped the "spider silk" she quietly released when she spoke just now around the fake and shoddy product.
For a moment, a red flame emerged, igniting the surrounding invisible threads.
Franka suddenly understood something, pointed at the fake Franka and said:
"You six-eared macaque, you're here to pretend to be me!"
The fake Franka's face squirmed and turned back into Lumian's appearance.
His body grew taller as a result.
After taking off the "lie" as an earring, Lumian asked curiously:
"What is a macaque with six ears?"
Franka hesitated and wanted to cover it up, but then she remembered that Lumian already knew everything he needed to know, and there was no need to hide this little detail.
She immediately replied:
"There are many myths and legends in my hometown and your sister's. The six-eared macaque is one of them. It can hear all your secrets and become exactly like you."
Without waiting for Lumian to respond, Franka asked excitedly:
"Have you obtained a magical item that can change your appearance and figure?"
"Didn't you see that I was injured?" Lumian raised his left palm wrapped with several white bandages. "I accepted Ms. Justice's request and helped her get something from the fourth floor of the catacombs. , the reward is this, 'lie'."
While speaking, Lumian tossed the magical item in the shape of an earring with his right hand.
"That's it." Franka guessed yesterday that Lumian's visit to the catacombs was probably arranged by the "Tarot Club", so she didn't ask further questions in front of Jenna.
She asked curiously:
"what is this?"
Lumian thought about it and found that neither Ms. Magician, Ms. Justice, nor Ms. Hela asked him to keep it secret, so he answered directly:
"The spring of the Samaritan woman's spring."
"Is there really a 'Fountain of the Samaritan Woman'?" Franka was startled.
She had also read those messy occult magazines in Trier and heard about the legend of the "Fountain of the Samaritan Woman".
After hearing the news, I even went to the catacombs to find the one named by the administrators, but I didn't find anything magical about it.
"Yes." Lumian considered it and said, "Deep in the catacombs, it is related to the Trier of the Fourth Age."
"Is it magical?" Franka asked with bright eyes.
Lumian glanced at her:
"It's magical, but it's only magical for the Beyonders on the 'Corpse Collector', 'Warrior' and 'Sleepless One' pathways. If you want to try it, there is only one result, and that is to forget who you were and forget about the hometown you have been talking about." , and become a real witch of Trier from now on.”
Franka shuddered and shook her head subconsciously:
"What's the difference between that and death?"
She stopped asking about the "Fountain of the Samaritan Woman" and said cheerfully:
"Can you look like a 'Muggle'? Let me see."
Lumian looked at Franka for a few seconds, and finally put on the silver-white earrings again.
Soon, Aurore appeared in front of Franka wearing a white shirt, black vest, and simple trousers.
"Wow!" Franka exclaimed, "It's more beautiful than I imagined!"
"Is this the point?" Lumian asked in Aurore's voice.
Franka smiled sheepishly:
"I don't know how close this is to being a real 'Muggle', but we all wear disguises when we get together, so that's enough."
Lumian changed back to his original appearance, took off the "Lie" earrings, and said:
"I have already written to Ms. Hella. She said that she would notify me of the next gathering and take me there."
Franka looked back with a little disappointment:
"Then I don't have to worry about it. Well, I'll tell you about the different ways of gathering and the characteristics of the members of the seminar..."
It wasn't until noon that Franka finished her "make-up lessons."
Seeing Lumian preparing to leave, she hesitated and said:
"Well, can you, can you become like me again?"
Lumian frowned in confusion but did not refuse.
Before long, with a reference, he accurately transformed into another Franka.
Franka stared at her face, seeming a little intoxicated.
Suddenly, she stretched out her right hand and touched Lumian's cheek.
"Hey!" Lumian took a step back.
Franka suddenly woke up and said with a smile:
“There is a difference between the real person and the reflection in the mirror.
"However, I always feel that you are still a little bit worse, but I can't say what is wrong."
"Lack of female charm?" Lumian thought for a second and asked with a smile.
"Maybe." Franka breathed out and watched Lumian walk towards the door.
As soon as Lumian opened the door, he heard the "Witch of Joy" shouting from behind:
"Fuck, were you scolding me in a subtle way just now?
"What feminine charm!"
As soon as Lumian sat down in the Breeze Ballroom, Sakota approached with a wanted notice and said:
"Those black dogs have been carrying it around asking questions for the past two days."
Lumian glanced at it and found that it was his wanted poster.
He smiled nonchalantly:
"It's okay, let them find it."
Sakota didn't say much and instead reminded Lumian:
"The boss wants you to go to Quanshui Street today."
What else is going on? Lumian nodded thoughtfully.
It was almost evening before he arrived at No. 11 Quanshui Street, Memorial Hall District.
The lawn here seems to have been destroyed, and the hall filled with weapons and armor is even more severely damaged.
After meeting Gardner Martin, Lumian did not hide his doubts:
"What happened?"
Gardner Martin, whose face seemed to be filled with radiance, smiled slightly and said:
"After the last 'Werewolf' incident, they made a sneak attack and were repulsed. They suffered a bit of a loss."
Did the "Rose School" finally fall into the trap of the boss? Seeing that Gardner Martin didn't want to say more, Lumian asked instead:
"Boss, what do you want from me?"
Gardner Martin took out an exquisite invitation:
"Count Puiver invites you to attend the salon at his Red Swan Castle this weekend."
Red Swan Castle? Lumian frowned slightly.
