In the Port of Banamo, which was filled with light mist, Lumian leaned against the outer wall of the abandoned warehouse, watching the letter sender walk out of the warehouse with a slightly frightened expression and quickly walked away.

He smiled and took out a golden straw hat from the "traveler's bag", looked at it for a few times and then put it back.

——The appearance of the great adventurer Louis Berry here will arouse unnecessary suspicion, and may cause "Deep Sea Admiral" Hal Constantine to change his destination and no longer go to Panamo Port.

Lumian straightened up, tightened his thick jacket, put his hands in his pockets, and walked slowly on the streets of Port Panamo.

He planned to go around for a while and then go back to pick up Franka and others.

…………

Trier, late at night.

Angoulême arrived at the empty house agreed with "Hidden Blade" to take away emergency contact information for the next period of time.

Soon, he found the note and saw the content on it:

“In case of emergency, call my friend’s messenger:

"The rabbit-shaped spirit wandering in illusion, the runner chasing knowledge, the unique messenger of the Seven of Cups."

"Seven of Cups"... "Tarot Club"? "Hidden Blade", your friend is yourself, right? Angoulême muttered to himself silently.

He felt that he probably understood why the Hidden Blade was always in so much trouble.
Chapter completed!