Lumian still remembered the night he played the king cake game. He had several nightmares. Each time, he dreamed of an ancient beige castle. The surface of the castle was stained with blood from many ages, and the interior was filled with various kinds of things. All kinds of bloody and crazy scenes.
Seeing his silence for a moment, Gardner Martin added with a smile:
"As long as you remember to let Puiver choose first in something like the King Cake game, you'll be fine."
But the person I am these days is no longer the person I was some time ago. With my right hand eroded by the aura of the "Blood Emperor", can I really rely on the last option to avoid the problem? Lumian muttered silently and said:
"Yes, sir'."
He turned to ask:
"Where is Red Swan Castle?
He planned to have the opportunity to conduct on-site investigation first, at least to find out where the largest church was.
"Erato District, close to the summer palace built by Emperor Russell and the Silogne Forest." Gardner Martin simply answered.
The number of the Erato district is 17. It was still a suburb during the Russell period and was a summer resort for princes and nobles. Now it is included in the city wall. It is one of the largest districts in Trier because it is home to many armies. The station is also called the military camp area.
It is located in the northwest, with a national park, the Silogne Forest, a conference center and a large number of arsenals, as well as the largest monastery of the Eternal Sun Church in Trier, the Sacred Heart Monastery.
Lumian recalled the map of Trier he had seen, nodded slightly and said:
“It’s close to the square area.”
The summer palace of Emperor Russell the Great is not in the Erato District, but in the Plaza District, between the Silogne Forest and the East Logne Forest.
Gardner Martin glanced at Lumian's left hand:
"Why are you hurt?"
Lumian smiled calmly and said:
"I recently explored the depths of the catacombs with friends I met at an occult party, and I got a little injured."
He felt that with the "Iron Cross"'s concern and emphasis on the underground world, there might be spies around the tomb, so it would be better to put the lies elsewhere. For example, the "Curly Baboon Research Society" is also an occult gathering.
Gardner Martin nodded as if satisfied:
"Don't do this kind of unnecessary exploration and adventure in the future. It won't bring you the occult knowledge you want, nor will it allow you to harvest high-value items. There will only be danger, danger, and danger."
Really, is the "Fountain of the Samaritan Woman" considered a high-value item? Lumian cursed and sincerely agreed:
"Yes, sir'."
If it hadn't been for Ms. Justice's commission, he wouldn't have even thought of going to the fourth level of the catacombs.
Now that there is no more, we may encounter a certain Amon’s tomb!
After bidding farewell to Gardner Martin, Lumian took a stagecoach back to Market Avenue.
He leaned against the wall of the compartment, and various thoughts ran through his mind. This was both relaxing his mind and looking for problems that might have been overlooked.
In the sound of the horses trampling and the wheels rolling forward, Lumian suddenly thought of a possibility:
"After the Rose School suffered another loss from Gardner Martin, will they calm down and look for other people involved in the 'Tree of Shadows' incident?
"The Beatitudes only lost two core members, Charlotte Calvino and High Priest Susanna Matisse. Others are still there, such as the former manager of the Old Pigeon Cage Theater, Miep Meyer, etc. , those 'actors' who played the leading role in Lao Ge Cong and then finally left...
"I don't know if Susanna Mattis has disclosed the details of the 'Tree of Shadows' to those members. If so, they will know that the real target of the high priest is me, Charles Dubois, or Lumi An Li…..
"In that case, the 'Rose School' and the 'Blessed Society' will adjust their goals and start targeting me, which will be troublesome...
"I'm so annoyed. I really want to kill everyone from the 'Rose School' and the 'Blissful Society'..."
Thinking of the end, affected by various negative effects on his body, Lumian cursed in his heart, and then controlled himself.
If those "actors" hadn't been good at disguising themselves and hiding very deeply, he would really have considered killing all the members of the "Blissful Society" to eliminate hidden dangers.
He felt that "torture" gloves should have a miraculous effect on these people whose desires are so strong that they are deformed.
"Where should we find them?" Lumian fell into deep thought.
At this moment, the public carriage arrived at the halfway station and a person got on.
The man was a seven or eight-year-old boy, wearing a white shirt, a children's black formal suit, shorts of the same color, white socks and black shoes. He had short yellow hair, firm brown eyes, and obvious baby fat on his face.
Oh, isn't this Baron Brignel's godson Ludwig? Lumian's mood suddenly improved and he laughed.
Almost at the same time, Ludwig also saw him.
A flash of panic flashed in the little boy's determined brown eyes, and he turned around and stepped out of the carriage.
He was still carrying the heavy-looking dark red hard schoolbag.
Running away from home again? Lumian stood up with a smile and got off the public carriage early.
Near the stop sign, the little boy's figure has disappeared.
He was running quite fast... Lumian identified the nearby footprints and chose a direction calmly.
It is almost impossible to get rid of a "hunter" without having time to deal with the traces!
After following two streets, Lumian turned into a secluded alley, walked to a broken barricade half a man's height, and said with a smile:
"Come out."
Ludwig poked his young face out from behind the barricade, and said angrily and nervously:
"You liar, don't come here!
"If you come here again, I will eat you!"
Lumian raised his right hand, touched his chin and said:
"Why did you run away from home again?"
Ludwig replied angrily:
"Not those damn homework!"
"Hey, I can swear now. It's much better than last time." Lumian joked with a smile.
Last time, even if he didn't look at the inhuman food intake and eating habits, he would think that the other person was abnormal, but now, he is more like a real child.
Thinking of this, Lumian directly concluded:
"This proves that learning is still useful."
Ludwig was stunned for a moment and forgot to retort.
Lumian looked at him a few times and said sincerely:
"Your natural IQ is not very high, so you are relatively stupid. If you don't study and do homework every day, take exams every once in a while, and slowly improve your thinking ability, I can guarantee that you will be deceived by people like me as long as you go out. I don’t know how I failed.”
Ludwig muttered to himself in a daze:
"Have I really made progress? Reading, writing, homework, and exams are really useful..."
You are not born stupid, but your brain is broken, right? Do you believe it? If you are thrown at the door of the "Different" dance hall, I can't imagine what will happen... Lumian While muttering in my heart, the smile on my face remained unchanged:
"Yes, if you feel that the burden is too heavy, you can communicate with Brignel and reduce the number of homework. There is no need to run away from home. Once you give up studying, you will become more and more stupid."
At this time, Lumian had only one idea:
This kind of human or humanoid creature that is obviously abnormal and lacks brains is better left under the supervision of the Zhengshen Church.
However, is the Church of the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom" too arrogant to think that Baron Brignel can control such a guy who eats whatever he sees?
I ran away twice!
If you hadn't met me every time, you would have gotten into some trouble!
Ludwig was silent for a few seconds and said:
"Will you help me negotiate?"
"No problem." Lumian agreed without hesitation.
In this regard, he definitely has rich experience and always takes advantage of various opportunities to bargain with his sister.
"Then I will believe you again." After Ludwig hesitated for a moment, he made up his mind with determination.
He immediately dug out the dilapidated barricade.
Don't say that. If you say that, it will make me want to lie to you again... Lumian muttered and led Ludwig to the nearest public carriage stop.
On the way, he glanced at the little boy's dirty clothes and said:
"Do you have a change of clothes?"
"No." Ludwig shook his head.
You ran away from home without taking any spare clothes? Lumian asked funnyly:
"Then what's in your schoolbag, food?"
Ludwig shook his head again, very honestly.
It's not food, nor clothes... Lumian cast his eyes doubtfully on the dark red hard schoolbag:
"It can't be books and papers, right?"
"No..." Ludwig suddenly closed his mouth.
What could that be? Lumian narrowed his eyes slightly.
At this time, Ludwig asked innocently:
"Is there anything to eat?"
"No, wait until we get back to Market Avenue before eating." Lumian said without mercy.
Are you kidding? With your appetite, why would I treat you with my own money?
Ludwig sighed in disappointment and sucked on his fingers, as if he wanted to take a bite.
Fortunately, it was not far from Market Avenue, and after one more stop, they arrived at their destination.
Lumian saw Baron Brignel at the door of the loan company. The "gentleman" breathed a sigh of relief when he spotted Ludwig.
"This can't continue like this." Lumian said before the other party spoke, "Do you think I can meet him every time? His workload should be reduced by half."
Baron Brignier weighed in briefly:
"good."
Ludwig interjected quietly:
"And a dessert too."
Seeing that the relationship between the godfather and godson had returned to its original state, Lumian waved goodbye and thought doubtfully:
"What does the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom want to do by sending such an abnormal child to Trier?"
In the hilly area, Shengu Town, in front of an old gray house with only two floors.
Valentine and Imre, who had received the brass key from Chelia Bello, stood behind Deacon Angoulême with serious expressions.
According to feedback from a certain sealed object, the brass key left behind by the mysterious client of the Janitor's Disappearance Case points to this building.
