Lord of Mysteries: Curly-haired Baboon

　　 "Channeling" succeeded!

　　 In a hazy dream, Lucid "sees" something else.

　　 It was a hazy figure, which seemed to be "Jazz".

　　 At this moment, he is floating in a gray world without sky and earth, his eyes are motionless, transparent and illusory.

　　 "Potion formula!"

　　 Seizing the opportunity, Lucid asked what she desperately wanted to know.

　　 She stretched out her right hand tremblingly, and touched the "spirit" of "Jazz".

　　 "Boom!"

　　 With a blast, the misty world in front of Lucid's eyes quietly changed, and scenes after scenes appeared in front of her like dreams.

　　 After skipping a series of potion formulas of the "Pharmacy" sequence, a heart of her quietly hangs.

　　 The recipes of the "Assassin" sequence have finally begun to be presented one by one.

　　 First Sequence 9 "Assassin", then to Sequence 8 "Instigator"...

　　 But something unbelievable happened to her. The potion formula of the "Assassin" sequence stopped abruptly after the Sequence 8 "Instigator", and there was no more information.

　　 "Fuck!"

　　 Lucid's mentality was a little broken, which was beyond her expectation.

　　 "Jazz" didn't even know the recipe for "Happy"!

　　 This is not occult, what about trust between people?

　　 If he doesn't know the recipe for "Happiness", then why does "Viscount Legos" come to him by herself?

　　 Isn't it true that what I am looking for is not "Jazz"?

　　 But this is not justified!

　　With a turn of his thoughts, Lucid changed his mind and said:

　　 "Clues to the "Happiness" recipe."

　　 The scene changed, Lucid "sees" a scene:

　　 In the brightly lit hall, "one man and two women" are among them.

　　 One of the men and the woman are talking to each other, while the other is dying.

　　 I saw the smiling "Jazz" understatement. After praising the "lady" in front of him, he took out a "book" from the side and handed it to "her".

　　 After "she" took over the "book", Lucid discovered the strangeness.

　　 This is not a "book" at all, but something that contains the universe.

　　 That "book" has an old and mottled bronze shell, and a strange star-shaped lock is hung beside it.

　　 The bronze shell is covered with mysterious and complicated patterns, with a word written in ancient Hermes in the middle:

　　 "Happy!"

　　"She" took the "Bronze Book" and glanced at it roughly, then raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and said with a charming smile:

　　 "Thank you, my generous Lord Earl..."

　　 Before Lucid was surprised, everything in front of him suddenly froze, and the "spirit" of "Jazz" collapsed and dissipated in confusion.

　　 "Crack!"

　　 The scene in front of him was instantly fragmented, and Lucid was forcibly "kicked" out of the meditation.

"Forehead……"

　　 covered her forehead, she felt as though she had been slapped with a stick, quite uncomfortable.

　　 After a long time, Lucid slowly came over, cheered up and began to think.

　　 "What is the purpose of the ‘Viscount Legos’ coming to 172 Tulip Street by herself? How did ‘Jazz’, an extraordinary person of the ‘pharmacist’ sequence, get into the ‘Witch’s Sect’?"

　　 "Ouch...!"

When 　　 was thinking about it, her head suddenly stabbed again, like a needle.

　　 Lucid found out that his "spiritual" was abnormally weak, and it was almost exhausted.

　　 twitched the corner of her mouth. After looking around for a while, she quickly made the decision to escape from here.

　　 Now this scene can't tolerate myself here to sort out my thoughts slowly, it's better to slip away first.

　　 Thinking of this, Lucid hurriedly got up and walked to the pile of "ashes" with some vain steps, bent down and picked up the pile of "colloids".

"what!"

　　 And after picking up the ‘extraordinary characteristics’ left by this hapless "vampire", Lucid made a new discovery.

　　 Amidst the ashes under the ‘gelatinous substance’, lying quietly was a ring with a somewhat dim luster, and the dust was inconspicuous at all.

　　 Regardless of observing it carefully, she picked it up hastily, and then moved slightly to activate the "stealth", and disappeared out of thin air in this dark and damp cell.

　　 A few seconds later, Lucid's figure reappeared and took out two charms from his pocket.

　　 She twisted the silver charm in it, and whispered in ancient Hermes:

　　 "Crimson!"

　　 With the echo of the ancient Hermes language, the charm in Lucid's hand burst out with a sense of tranquility and tranquility. She hurriedly cheered up, poured the little remaining spirituality into it, and threw it to the handful of "ashes."

　　 An ice-blue flame soared, enveloping and burning the triangular piece of silver flakes, and the quiet and soft black quickly permeated, eliminating the tension and anxiety of the soul that may remain.

　　 This is the "Requiem" spell, a traditional art of night watchers.

　　 Although the "spirit" of "Jazz" has basically been dissipated, it is still necessary to get a steady hand and throw a "requiem" spell.

　　 Anyway, a "Requiem" spell can't cost a few small dollars. It's just easy, why not do it?

There is no shortage of things like gold pound, Lucid, there is no need to buckle~www.NovelMTL.com~ After finishing this, she twisted another white tin charm again, and she would throw it away as soon as she raised her hand. go out.

When 　　 was about to arouse, but it seemed to think of something, he quickly stepped back a few steps, only then inspired the charm in his hand and threw it at the handful of "ashes".

"wind!"

　　 A long distance away, Lucid spit out an ancient Hermes word, but even so, her feet didn't stop, pulling away like a snake and scorpion.

　　 "Wow!"

　　 The "ash" was blown away by the sudden strong wind, and it was everywhere, like a miniature sandstorm.

　　 At this point, all traces in the cell have been erased, except that the cleanliness is a little higher than that of other cells, and there is a little more "dust" inside, nothing else is unusual.

"Um."

　　 After a cursory glance from far away, Lucid nodded in satisfaction.

　　 At this point, the traces on the scene have been cleaned up, even through extraordinary means, it is difficult to contact oneself.

　　 I hope I can be fooled!

"Ugh……"

　　 sighed, Lucid became invisible again and disappeared in Conston’s prison.

　　 After another time, the jailer who had been distracted came back here again, frowned as he looked at the cell where the environment had become brighter.

　　 "When did you leave the earl...... Didn't you see it?"

　　 As for the inconspicuous ashes in the room, he ignored them indifferently, and he even walked around in the cell.

　　 Well, everything is normal.