Mistbound Chronicles: Lumian's Legacy Novel Chapter 35

"It's about the same intensity as 'last time'..."

Lumian looked at the body of the skinless monster and whispered to himself.

Before turning back time, he fought this monster back and forth, relying on his IQ to crush him, and it seemed that he could solve it easily, but now it was just a matter of one axe.

Of course, this was also because he had "experienced" it before, was very familiar with the sneak attack just now, and had made predictions in advance.

But no matter what, the "before and after" comparison changes were enough for him to feel that he had gained a qualitative improvement after becoming an extraordinary person.

Lumian thought for two seconds, then moved the body and head of the skinless monster to a corner, but did not bury them with stones, wood, soil, etc., leaving them and the blood on the ground exposed.

Then, Lumian quickly searched the half-collapsed building, accurately found the remaining 197 Felkin and 25 Koppets, and put them into different pockets.

He also flipped through the little blue book again and found nothing unusual.

After doing all this, he dived deeper into the ruins, but after only going twenty or thirty meters, he made a circle and returned to the same place. Following the path of the skinless monster's life, he deftly crawled to the halfway point. On the collapsed roof.

After completing the necessary preparations, he hid himself.

Time passed by, and Lumian waited patiently, like an experienced hunter waiting for his prey.

After an unknown amount of time, a figure came from somewhere in the ruins.

It looks like a half-man, half-beast, with its knees bending its calves forward, greasy black hair hanging down, and a shotgun slung behind its back. It is the monster that "previously" gave Lumian the extraordinary characteristic of "Hunter".

The shotgun monster moved forward cautiously, as if on a daily patrol.

Suddenly, its nose twitched and it discovered a large amount of blood on the ground in the distance.

It quickly changed direction and approached the half-collapsed building due to burning.

Following the blood trail, the shotgun monster found the body and head of the skinless monster.

It squatted down and began to examine it carefully.

On the half-collapsed roof, Lumian shook his head when he saw this, and said silently to himself:

"You can't even smell my scent from this distance?

"Even if there is a smell of blood covering it up, you shouldn't be unaware of it!"

While muttering, he raised the ax and struck hard into the stone crevice on the side that had been deepened in advance.

Wow!

The half-collapsed roof shook, and heavy stones crashed down.

The shotgun monster reacted very quickly. He immediately twisted his waist, stretched out his legs, and jumped towards the area that had not yet collapsed.

Lumian smiled.

He suddenly jumped down from the roof that had not yet collapsed, like an eagle catching its prey in mid-air.

Amidst the roaring wind, Lumian and the shotgun monster met in the air. One raised his ax with one hand, while the other turned his back to the height, turned around with difficulty, and tried to block.

Lumian clenched his left hand into a fist and struck downwards. When the monster stretched out his arms to block, he opened his palms as if prepared, softened his strength, and grabbed the opponent.

As Lumian pulled back his left hand, the ax held in his right hand suddenly struck down.

With a popping sound and spilled blood, one person and one monster fell to the ground at the same time.

Lumian, who had a "cushion", was not affected and raised his hand to strike again with the axe.

No matter how reluctant the shotgun monster's head was, it had no choice but to detach from the body and roll around twice.

Lumian stood up, looked at the monster, and sneered in a low voice:

"You've become weak!

"All that's left is a terrifying shell, and what's inside is actually a scarecrow, right?"

Having become a "Hunter", he was very confident that he would deal with the shotgun monster again, but he didn't expect it to be so easy.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, Lumian waited patiently for the extraordinary characteristics to be released.

But he waited for a long time and didn't wait until the crimson light spot appeared.

"No?" Lumian asked himself doubtfully.

He didn't think there was any surprise.

Because the extraordinary characteristics of the shotgun monster were obtained by him "last time" and turned into a magic potion and entered his body.

Sure enough, since turning back time did not make me become an ordinary person again, and did not make the extraordinary characteristics in my body disappear, it means that there is missing a "Hunter" extraordinary characteristic here, and the shotgun monster simply returned to a living state, but Lack of support from essential things... The question now is, why am I still in the same state as before turning back time? Lumian couldn't think of an answer for a moment, so he had to search for the few copper coins on the shotgun monster and walked outside the ruins.

After dawn, Lumian did not pretend to have a headache in front of his sister like he did on March 30, and did not bring up extraordinary topics. Instead, he got up early and prepared food.

Grilled toast, fried soft-boiled eggs, sliced bacon, etc. were placed on the table one by one.

"Oh, so diligent?" Aurore was quite surprised when she came downstairs and saw this scene. "I thought you wouldn't be able to get out of bed this morning after drinking so much yesterday."

Lumian said casually:

"Just a glass of apple cider and a glass of absinthe, what more?"

"What's there to be proud of? Except for wine, all other alcoholic beverages are unhealthy and will affect our brains." Aurore shook his head and smiled, "No wonder you are getting more and more stupid, my alcoholic brother. "

Lumian, who had never been able to argue with his sister, muttered softly:

"Why is wine an exception?"

"Because I like to drink." Aurore said, "If you have the ability, just refute it."

Lumian had nothing to say.

After breakfast, he was not in a hurry to go out and started kneading flour.

Aurore was amazed by this:

"Did you get into some big trouble? You are so well-behaved...

"Tell me, my sister won't beat you. At most, she will give you a fighting lesson."

"No." Lumian took advantage of the situation and started the topic, "I just feel that the atmosphere in the village is getting weirder and weirder, and some people are behaving more and more abnormally. Aurore, do you feel this way?"

According to his observation, his sister indeed has no memories related to the time when she was transported back in time, but the abnormalities in the village definitely did not just appear in the past few days. There should be certain signs before March 29. As a "Peeper" Aurore may have noticed it, but she just didn't pay enough attention.

Aurore's expression became a little more serious:

"Can you even notice something is wrong?

"Tell me, who are the people who make you feel this way?"

As expected, Aurore knew that some people had certain problems, but she didn't expect that the problems would be so serious... Lumian thought about it while washing his hands and said:

"Mrs. Poialis, the parish priest, Ponce Benet, and the shepherd Pierre Berry who returned to the village early."

"Mrs. Pualis does have some problems. I knew something was not right with her from the time she and the administrator came to Cordu, but she behaved very restrainedly. Apart from having continuous extramarital affairs, there is nothing that can be called An evil place." Aurore recalled, "I saw it in her..."

Aurore stopped, as if she didn't want to involve Lumian in the supernatural world.

Have extramarital affairs with people continuously? Before Lumian discovered that Mrs. Poialis was having an affair with the parish priest, he thought she was a decent lady. Who knew that the priest was not her first lover.

Of course, this fits Lumian's current stereotype of Mrs. Poialis.

"As for the priest, like you, he has a strong desire for extraordinary power, but he has never received the gift of the Church of the Eternal Blazing Sun." Aurore said as he thought, "Pence Benet has a mind like that. A guy with muscles can't do anything weird... There seems to be something wrong with the sheep that the shepherd Pierre Berry drove back this time, but I can't see what's wrong, and I don't dare Look deeper..."

It is indeed Sequence 7 of the "Secret Peeper" path...Before time went back, I still didn't communicate with my sister too much about this aspect, and I actually missed the important point that there might be something wrong with Pierre Berry's sheep. Clues... Well, I didn't have much suspicion about Pierre Berry at that time, but I just thought it was a bit strange that he came back early to participate in Lent... Lumian was about to speak when there was a sound at the door. There was a tinkling sound.

Their doorbell rang.

"Who is it?" Lumian asked as he walked over.

"Aurore has a telegram!" someone outside shouted in response.

"Telegram?" Aurore looked confused, "Who gave me the telegram? There is nothing urgent recently..."

Lumian was also puzzled:

Before going back in time, on March 30, my family had not received a telegram!

No, on March 30, I went to the village square very early to wait for Raymond. Maybe my sister had received the telegram but didn’t tell me... Lumian quickly found a possibility and opened it. door.

Outside the door was indeed Bertrand, the administrative officer in charge of telegraphs. He handed a piece of paper to Lumian and said:

"1Felkin."

Bertrand, who has brown hair and brown eyes, is not from the village of Korduben. He came from Liège with the administrator. He is a young man who looks enthusiastic but is actually greedy.

Lumian took out a silver coin of 1 Fergkin and threw it to Bertrand, then lowered his head and read the telegram.

The content of the telegram was not complicated, and he quickly browsed through the general content:

"The Writers Salon mentioned before is in June. If Miss Aurora is willing, you can set off to Trier now and allow enough time to visit. We guarantee that this will be a very wonderful journey."

The signature is, "Novel Weekly" editorial department.

This... Lumian's eyes suddenly widened.

Is this a call back from "Novel Weekly"?

"When did I say that I was going to participate in the Writers' Salon?" Aurore came over and took a few glances, "What's going on in the editorial department of "Novel Weekly"? It's very annoying to meet so many people at once!"

By this time, Bertrand was already far away from the door.

After hearing Aurore's words and combining them with the contents of the telegram, the stunned Lumian suddenly made a bold guess:

The telegram in my hand is indeed a reply from "Novel Weekly", but it is a reply to the telegram that I will send out in a few days!

A more accurate statement is that the telegram I sent before going back in time received a reply after I went back in time, but in my current experience, that telegram has not yet been sent!