Lord of the Mysteries 2: Circle of Inevitability

"Why did he get lost?" Lumian asked with some confusion.

Baron Brignel is not only a gang leader, but also an extraordinary person. As long as he is not neglected, how can he let a child get lost?

Besides, who in the market area would dare to kidnap his child?

Sakota shook his head:

“No specifics.

Could it be that the "Rose School" did it and wanted to find out the true situation of the Savoyard Party from Baron Brignier? Lumian made some guesses that could not be confirmed for the time being based on recent events.

He thought for a moment and said, "Do you know what Brignel's illegitimate son looks like?"

Sakota nodded: "When the Baron's men came to look for people, they brought portraits, portraits that were similar to photos."

A portrait that was similar to the photo... Was this using ritual magic? Lumian remembered the contents of Aurore's witchcraft notes.

He glanced at the bright sunshine outside the window and said to Sakota: "Take some people to help Brigiel."

Whether that child is controlled by people from the "Rose School" or is really lost, if he cannot be found for a long time, he will definitely end up miserable.

At that age, even if nothing else happened and he became a street child, he wouldn't live long.

"Okay." Sakota did not ask why the boss took the initiative to send people to help Baron Brignel.

Anyway, it's not yet noon, and the Breeze Ballroom has just opened. The real business starts after three or four o'clock, and except for the people cleaning and busy in the kitchen, everyone else is very free.

Lumian ordered a glass of sugary wine with ice and water, and stood on the balcony of the cafe with it, watching several gang members questioning the homeless people along Market Avenue.

After a while, "Mouse" Christo appeared. This short smuggling leader came out of an alley with seven or eight dogs of different coat colors and breeds, and then entered diagonally opposite. alley.

Not long after, he approached the Breeze Ballroom.

Seeing this, Lumian drank the rest of the sugar and wine, placed the cup on the fence, and jumped directly from the second floor to the street.

Christo, who had two mustaches, came closer very consciously and said with a flattering smile: "Good morning, Charles."

"Are you helping Brignel find his illegitimate son?" Lumian asked bluntly.

Christo nodded slightly: "Yes, he came here specifically to ask me for help. It just so happens that these little guys are very good at finding people."

The "mouse" said while petting the heads of the dogs lovingly.

Sometimes they gather together and sometimes spread out, looking for a specific scent.

Baron Brignel really liked that illegitimate son... Lumian thoughtfully reminded "Mouse" Christo:

"There may be something unusual about this matter. Please be careful and don't lose it yourself if others don't find it."

The possibility that the "Rose School" captured the little boy was always an option.

Christo was shocked and thought about it carefully:

"There is a problem. In the past few years, we have never heard of Brignel having such an illegitimate son. Moreover, Brignel attaches so much importance to him, how could he let him get lost?"

The illegitimate child that suddenly appeared? Lumian instantly felt that this matter might be more complicated than he expected.

After muttering a few words to himself, Christo said gratefully: "Char, you are indeed smarter than me."

"Don't you have any potion that can improve your mind?" Lumian asked half teasingly and half curiously.

Christo let a few big dogs rub against his trouser legs and said with a smile:

"Yes, there are, but they are temporary and the effect is average. It is far from the potion level. Damn it, drinking it frequently will cause problems."

Lumian asked instead: "Do you have the real mummy's ashes?"

Christo suddenly showed an ambiguous expression:

"How many do you want? I can give you the one with the best effect. That little bitch Jenna often hangs out with Franka, so it's not that easy to deal with. A few days ago, Franka came to ask me if I had any real ones." Mummy ashes, tsk, the boss can’t stand it anymore.”

And Charles also had many mistresses who were dancers and actors. No matter how young he was, he had to seek help from drugs.

"I mean the real mummy ashes." Lumian raised his hand and touched his chin. "

"That's not the case." Christo shook his head, "That thing has no effect, and I don't know who made the lie, but I do have a potion that can satisfy all your lovers. It is prepared with other herbs and claims to the outside world. The material is mummy ashes.”

"Did Franka buy it?" Lumian asked with a smile.

"I bought it." Christo said with a cooperative "hehe" smile, "It must be because the boss is too embarrassed to come to me."

The disguise was so good that the "mouse" didn't realize that what he really wanted was the mummy ashes that had no "effect"... Lumian breathed a sigh of relief and said calmly:

"What I need is the real mummy ashes. It has its own role in mysticism. You often come into contact with businessmen who sell drug materials. Please help me pay attention to it."

"No problem." Christo suspected that Charles was doing it for the sake of dignity and did not dare to admit that what he was looking for was the secret medicine. He had to use occultism as an excuse to find the mummy's ashes, but he did not expose it. After all, it was just a small matter.

After watching Christo and his group of dogs continue to search for the lost illegitimate son of Baron Brignel, Lumian turned and walked back to the ballroom.

Before he even got close to the bar, Thermipolos' majestic voice sounded in his ears: "Go to the cellar."

Go to the cellar... Lumian's first reaction was that this fateful angel wanted to play another trick.

"Which cellar?" he asked tentatively.

"The cellar where ingredients are stored." Thermipolos answered.

So proactive, so positive...What exactly does he want to do? Lumian began to examine whether there was any hidden conspiracy.

Thermipolos continued: "For you, this is a fateful encounter.

"Even if you don't go, it will take the initiative to come to you. This is the fate that is destined to happen."

What you said makes me a little scared... Termipoulos should not put me in direct danger now... What exactly will be in the cellar... Lumian thought for a moment and felt that the time was close to noon, and the cellar where ingredients are stored is usually There is no shortage of people coming and going, so theoretically there should be no abnormalities or dangers.

After repeated weighings, he planned to go to the cellar door to see and listen first. He really felt something was wrong, and then wrote to Ms. "Magician" asking if he should enter the cellar as Thermipolos said.

Amid the greetings from the chef, kitchen helper, handyman, and dishwasher, Lumian walked through the kitchen, went down the stairs, and came to the cellar where the ingredients were stored.

The dark brown wooden door of the cellar was closed tightly, as usual.

Lumian turned his ear and listened to the movement inside.

The inconspicuous sound of chewing reached his ears.

This is not an exaggeration, and it does not lead to the terrifying suspicion that a monster is devouring flesh. It is closer to a homeless man who has been hungry for a long time, gnawing food.

There is really a problem... Lumian carefully pushed the cellar door open a little.

The light in the stairs penetrated a little, reflecting a figure.

It was a seven or eight-year-old boy with his back to Lumian. He had short yellow hair and was wearing a caramel-colored jacket. On his feet were white stockings and black strapless leather shoes. There was a dark red, heavy hard man behind him. Quality school bag.

This kind of dress looked extremely familiar to Lumian.

He instantly remembered where he had seen it: on the illegitimate son of Baron Brignel!

Did he get lost and hid in the ingredient cellar of the Breeze Ballroom? Lumian originally planned to take a quick look at the situation inside, quickly sew the door shut, leave here, and go to the Golden Rooster Hotel to write a letter to Ms. "Magician", but he found After the person in the cellar was suspected to be the lost illegitimate son of Baron Brignel, he frowned slightly and pushed the dark brown wooden door wider open.

More light shone in, and the little boy subconsciously turned his body and looked at the door.

Lumian saw the brass buttons on his clothes, the black and white checked shirt and linen jacket, the face with obvious baby fat, the unpanicked but blank brown eyes, and the Mouth dripping with blood.

The little boy was holding several pieces of raw steak with dark red blood in his hand. He kept opening and closing his mouth, chewing a lump of vague flesh that seemed to be a mouse, and the thin black tail was gently swaying on his lips.

Lumian narrowed his eyes and inserted his left hand into his trouser pocket.

The little boy had no other reaction. He stared at Lumian blankly, chewed a few more times, and swallowed the bloody rat with its tail into his belly with a grunt.

Lumian raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you Brignel's illegitimate son?"

"No." The little boy bit into a piece of raw steak.

"Then what's your relationship?" Lumian asked in a "peaceful" manner.

After eating the steak raw for a while, the little boy said: "He is my godfather and my guardian in Trier."

Intis's language is very standard and doesn't have much of an accent... Lumian looked at this little boy who didn't look like a normal person with confusion, and asked tentatively: "Are you running away from home now?"

"Yes." The little boy chewed on the raw steak until his mouth was filled with blood.

Behind him was dense darkness, surrounded by dim light coming from the corridor.

"Why did you run away from your godfather? Do you need me to send you back?" Seeing that the other party could communicate in a friendly manner, Lumian asked the question with a smile.

The little boy shook his head violently: "No!

"I don't want to go back to class, study, homework, papers, and exams!"

This...the other party's reason made Lumian inexplicably confused, as if he saw his former self:

He has a smart mind and has no problems in class, reading and taking exams, and he masters knowledge very quickly, but he dislikes homework and papers very much. He relies on Aurore's "education of love" to persevere reluctantly, and he can't wait to catch Raymond. Friends like De and Ava did the work for me.

This child who eats mice alive and does not look like a normal person is the fate that Thermipolos mentioned? Lumian asked thoughtfully: "You don't seem to be from Intis?"

The little boy had a simple and honest temperament and replied with a bloody mouth: "I'm from Lundborg."

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