Circle of Inevitability Chapter 233 - 233 Advance Payment

233 Advance Payment

Realizing the lateness of the hour, Lumian planned on delving into Aurores grimoire until midnight. He resolved to seek out Franca the next morning and inquire about the sale of Harvest Sacrifice. Additionally, he intended to ask her to keep a watchful eye on the supplementary ingredients like Fire Salamander blood and Magma Pyroxene powder.

Hmm, Franca is known for her late sleeping habits. If I go searching for her now, shell surely still be awake. Most likely, shell be asleep before 11 a.m. tomorrow... Taking this into consideration, Lumian had a change of heart. He tidied the wooden table, rose from his seat, and departed from Auberge du Coq Dore.

3 Rue des Blouses Blanches, in front of Apartment 601.

After knocking a few times, Lumian caught sight of Franca. Her flaxen locks were disheveled, and she wore a lake-blue silk nightgown as she opened the door.

Whats the matter this time? the Witch inquired, a smile gracing her lips as she stepped aside to make way.

Lumian didnt respond immediately. He glanced around and inquired, Is Jenna not here?

Unconsciously, Francas smile faded away.

Are you here for her? She doesnt have to perform tonight. She left early today.

Lumian nodded.

Thats good. I wont have to climb the outer wall and leave later then.

... Francas lips twitched, and she clicked her tongue with a chuckle. So, youve come to mock me?

After playing a simple prank, Lumian settled himself on the gray divan.

Just as he was about to speak, Franca, who had curled up in the recliner, causing her nightgowns hem to slip, let out a soft chuckle.

You missed quite a show in the market district this afternoon.

The police took care of all the places tied to the mob. Brignais, Simon, Christo, and Black were all apprehended and brought to the police headquarters. They nearly fell into the clutches of the official Beyonders and received their customary treatment. Luckily, Gardner managed to contact the newly elected Hugues Artois and convinced him to exert pressure on the two Churches and the police headquarters. By throwing a few scapegoats under the bus, the matter was resolved.

Hugues Artois is indeed in cahoots with the Boss... Lumian chuckled.

You didnt get caught?

I didnt go to any of those locations today. I spent the whole afternoon playing Fighting Evil with Jenna and my star dancer. Why would I get caught? You see, theres nothing wrong with being lazy. My favorite saying is that lazy people are blessed by being lazy, Franca replied, amused.

Ive never heard that before, Lumian asked casually. Where does this proverb come from?

I made it up, Franca replied nonchalantly.

Pondering Francas explanation, Lumians suspicions were confirmed.

Did Jenna suggest staying indoors in the afternoon and playing cards?

How did you know? Franca exclaimed in surprise.

She scrutinized Lumian, her gaze turning suspicious.

Could it be that Jenna told him herself? Had they shared so much in private?

Lumian had nothing to hide and spoke frankly, Charlie paid me a visit today, and Jenna happened to be there. From him, I learned that the official Beyonders and the police headquarters planned a joint operation to clean up the mobsters in the market district this afternoon.

I advised Jenna to keep it a secret so as not to trouble Charlie. And it seems shes proven to be trustworthy. She simply kept you occupied in the apartment, Lumian explained.

Francas face brightened with understanding. No wonder you werent around in the afternoon.

A smug expression crossed her features. Jenna is still on my side!

She let out a satisfied sigh before curiosity tinged her voice as Franca asked warily, Why did Jenna come to you?

Lumian smiled knowingly. After the demise of Black Scorpion Roger, she finds me suspicious due to my ongoing conflict with the Poison Spur Mob.

Francas response was a mix of relief and amusement.

The Aurora Order ended up being the scapegoat in this case.

Since I arrived in Trier, Ive noticed in the newspapers that whenever something happened, the terrorist group known as the Aurora Order would claim responsibility. But I never imagined that we would finally get a taste of that treatment. The subsequent investigations were misled, and no one suspected us.

The Aurora Order is indeed responsible for this... After Lumian mocked Franca, he steered the conversation back on track.

Taking advantage of the situation, I attended a mysticism gathering in the afternoon and managed to obtain the formula for the Pyromaniac potion, as well as some clues about its main ingredient.

Youre quite fortunate, Franca exclaimed, her eyes widening slightly. If we werent in Intis, Id doubt your story. Its only in Intis that the Pyromaniac potion formula is so readily available.

Lumian then made a request.

Please help me keep an eye on the supplementary ingredients: Fire Salamanders blood, Magma Pyroxene powder, and Redcrown Balsam.

He omitted mentioning Sun Star, as it was relatively common and could be found in larger flower shops.

No problem, Franca assured him. She inquired about the quantities of each ingredient in detail before raising another concern. Do you have enough money? I mean, enough to purchase the main ingredient for the potion.

From her perspective, Lumian had likely spent all his savings on the Pyromaniac potion formula.

Lumian seized the opportunity to respond, Actually, I was just about to ask if Harvest Sacrifice had been sold.

How can it be sold so soon? Its only been a day! I havent even had the chance to attend any mysticism gatherings, Franca replied, pausing before offering a solution. If you urgently need money, I can lend you some. After all, I dont have any immediate need for the next potion.

Theres no rush, Lumian replied after considering the matter.

He still needed to gather all the supplementary ingredients.

Franca estimated, Based on my experience, Harvest Sacrifice wont fetch a high price due to its inevitable side effects. You can expect it to sell for around 10,000 to 12,000 verl dor.

When you need the money, I can directly provide you with 6,000 verl dor, considering it a buyout of Harvest Sacrifice. Additionally, I can lend you 20,000 to 30,000 verl dor, but you must return it within three months.

Alright, Lumian agreed without hesitation.

He then produced Fallen Mercury and said to Franca, I need to find someone who can repair Beyonder weapons.

Franca examined the dirk with its ominous patterns and asked in confusion, Whats the point of repairing a Beyonder weapon? Its energy will deplete eventually.

Its tremendously useful. I want to utilize it for as long as possible, Lumian admitted, though he naturally refrained from mentioning that he had a means to replenish Fallen Mercurys energy.

Of course, he had to wait until he reached Sequence 6 and could withstand the corruption. Otherwise, Termiboros would undoubtedly seize the opportunity to cause trouble.

Thats true, Franca recalled Fallen Mercurys impressive performance in the battle against Black Scorpion Roger. Ill help you inquire, but no Artisan would likely accept the task of repairing a suspected corrupted Beyonder weapon. They fear the potential adverse effects it could have on them.

Artisan... a Beyonder skilled in repairing mystical items and Beyonder weapons? After exchanging a few more words with Franca, Lumian left Room 601 and returned to Avenue du Marche, entering Salle de Bal Brise.

Despite it almost being midnight, the place was still bustling. Lumian made his way to the finance office on the second floor corridor. As he unlocked the safe, he asked about the accountant and the cashier on the night shift.

How much cash do we have at the moment?

The accountant, a refined bespectacled woman in her thirties, replied with a hint of apprehension, Approximately 28,000 verl dor and some change.

Lumian had already opened the safes door by then, revealing stacks of banknotes and shimmering golden coins.

After a quick calculation, he calmly requested, Give me 12,000 verl dor.

Huh? Both the accountant and the cashier exclaimed fearfully.

While Monsieur Ciel was the protector of Salle de Bal Brise, taking away such a substantial amount of cash in one go was unthinkable!

The accountant exchanged a glance with the young cashier, silently indicating her to find the dance hall manager, Rene, in the adjacent office.

Dressed in formal attire, Gardner Martins designated representative glanced at the open safe and inquired, Monsieur Ciel, why do you need to withdraw 12,000 verl dor?

Personal expenses, Lumian replied calmly.

Rene pondered for a few seconds before responding, No problem.

In the first two years, Baron Brignais would take between 40,000 and 50,000 verl dor from the dance hall annually. During the transition, he even withdrew 15,000 verl dor, which would have counted as part of the first half of the year. And its not even the second half yet. Monsieur Ciel, consider this 12,000 verl dor an advance.

Sure. Lumian didnt concern himself with the details; he simply wanted the 12,000 verl dor!

After securing the cash in a cloth bag, Lumian let out a silent sigh of relief.

He had nearly gathered the required 30,000 verl dor to purchase the Pyromaniac Beyonder characteristic. Now, all he had to do was await news of the supplementary ingredients!

Currently, he possessed a total of 26,710 verl dor. With an additional 6,000 from the Harvest Sacrifice, he would have enough.

As Lumian, laden with a significant amount of cash, left Salle de Bal Brise, a sense of unease suddenly washed over him.

He wasnt afraid of being robbed; rather, he worried that a conflict might damage the money bag or tear the banknotes.

I must find a safe place for it. I cant keep carrying it like this... Lumian strolled along Avenue du Marche, contemplating transferring the funds to the safe house.

Before long, his eyes caught sight of the brightly illuminated office belonging to the market districts member of parliament.

It stood as a classic four-story building, boasting a khaki-colored facade with statues adorning the top two floorsa Sunbird and Giant Gears.

The celebration banquet is still underway... Lumian shook his head disapprovingly.

Pausing for a moment, he settled in the shadows across the street, observing the departing guests from the banquet hall.

Hugues Artois, who enjoyed the combined support of the Savoie Mob and the Poison Spur Mob, not to mention Lady Moons praise, was undoubtedly a man of influence. Some of the guests he had invited could very well be problematic individuals connected to the schemes of the Iron and Blood Cross Order.

As time went by, an increasing number of guests emerged from the member of parliaments office. Lumian found no one who aroused suspicion. He could only confirm that most of them belonged to the upper echelons of society. They were elegantly attired, and their faces had graced the pages of various newspapers.

Suddenly, a familiar figure caught his eye.

It was Gardner Martin, an amiable man with chubby cheeks, a few silver strands of hair at his temples, and brownish-red eyes!

Gardner Martin, the boss of the Savoie Mob!

Dressed in a tailcoat and a dark bow tie, Gardner seemed to sense something. He abruptly turned his head, fixing his gaze on the shadowy spot where Lumian sat.

Lumians heart skipped a beat.

His thoughts raced, and he swiftly made up his mind. Rising to his feet, he approached Gardner Martin.

Gardner Martin regarded him with a penetrating stare, revealing no trace of emotion.

Good evening, Boss, Lumian greeted as he drew nearer.

Gardner Martin asked nonchalantly, What brings you here?

Lumian replied candidly, I left Salle de Bal Brise and noticed that the member of parliaments office banquet was still ongoing. I thought Id check which guests Monsieur Hugues Artois had invited, so as to avoid offending the wrong people in the future.

Gardner Martin nodded subtly and spoke calmly, Thats a commendable habit.

With a gesture signaling Lumian to depart, he proceeded towards a private carriage, accompanied by Butler Faustino.

Lumians heart stirred as he followed suit, taking the initiative to speak, Boss, I took an advance of 12,000 verl dor from the dance hall today.