Mistbound Chronicles: Lumian's Legacy Novel Chapter 40

Compared with "Time Loop" and "Man Turning into Sheep", the picture before him was not only no less shocking, but also made Lumian feel that his eyes, mind and spirit were seriously polluted.

If he had known in advance that he would witness such a thing, he would have definitely given up the action.

"What the hell is going on?

"Louis Lund is obviously still a man!

"Whose child is he carrying, the Administrator, or Madame Poialis?

"Is this the world of occultism?

"Aurore's decision not to let me have contact is really for my own good..."

For a moment, Lumian's thoughts were disordered and his mind was confused. He wanted to gouge out his eyes and forcefully forget what he saw.

"Wow! Wow! Wow!"

The baby born by Louis Lund cried out, instantly giving the dirty "delivery room" an air of sanctity.

This is the beauty of the birth of new life. Lumian, who was hiding outside the window, intuitively experienced the joy that comes from the origin of human beings.

Of course, in addition to this, the weird, absurd, dirty, and incongruous feeling has become more and more obvious.

Lumian finally came to his senses and subconsciously glanced into the room again.

The baby has been placed on the white silk spread beside Louis Lund by the woman in a gray and white dress. He is a boy. There are more blood stains on his body than milky white oil, but other than this, there is nothing unusual. He looks like an ordinary baby. An ordinary newborn.

Lumian observed for another two seconds and found that the baby boy's fingers were bent and his nails were very long, like the claws of a bird.

Just now, he used these hands to tear open Louis Lund's belly!

Louis Lund was lying there, falling into a semi-conscious state.

The tear on his stomach has not yet been sutured, blood is constantly seeping out, and the intestines that are pressed aside can be vaguely seen inside, as well as a strange bird's nest-like thing covered with a flesh-colored film.

After the woman wrapped the baby in silk, she took out the bird's nest-like thing, picked up the sewing needle and catgut, and helped Louis Lund treat the wound.

As Louise Lund moaned in pain, she sewed and chanted:

"It's quite easy for you. The last time I gave birth to quadruplets, it was painful..."

Lumian's face muscles twitched slightly, and he felt that after his eyes, brain, heart, and spirit were affected, his ears were also contaminated.

He looked away and decided to leave here quickly.

With another slight jump, Lumian jumped to the window from which he came and climbed into the room.

He closed the window, walked out the door, and headed straight for the stairs.

Dodging a male servant who came up, Lumian returned to the hall lightly and very quickly.

"where did you go?"

Suddenly, a soft, slightly magnetic voice sounded in his ears.

With Lumian's "hunter" senses, he didn't even notice in advance that someone was standing next to the entrance to the stairs.

He turned around suddenly, looked over there, and saw Mrs. Pualis, who was wearing a blue waist dress and her hair was half pulled up and half down.

There was no smile on the lady's face, and Lumian's figure was clearly reflected in her bright brown eyes.

Lumian's spirit was extremely tense in an instant, and he was ready to fight while being frightened.

At this moment, Aurore came out of the side room, looked at him and said:

"Where have you been? The carriage has stopped at the door."

Lumian has rich experience in similar scenarios and said half truthfully:

"Didn't Mrs. Pualis just say that Mr. Lund was ill?

"I had drinks with him several times and wanted to visit him, but the castle was too big and I didn't know where he lived. I searched for a while but couldn't find him."

Aurore nodded and warned:

"You can make your request directly to Mrs. Pualis without hiding it from us. That's not a bad thing."

"It's my fault, I'm sorry." Lumian looked at Mrs. Pualis sincerely.

After seeing the scene upstairs, he was more afraid of the lady than disgusted.

Mrs. Pualis finally smiled and was no longer so serious:

"I thank you for your kindness on Lund's behalf, but he was not in a good state when he was ill this time, and he did not want to appear in front of others with a dishonorable image."

It's really unseemly... Lumian "agreed" silently.

Aurore then said to Mrs. Pualis:

"Then we get in the carriage? Thank you very much."

Lumian quietly stared at Mrs. Pualis, worried that she would find an excuse to let his siblings stay a little longer.

That means she may have noticed an abnormality and needs to confirm if there is anything wrong with Louis Lund!

Although after reuniting with his sister, Lumian felt that the two of them were not incapable of fighting against Mrs. Pualis, this was her castle after all, and it was surrounded by her servants. For "hunters", it was the most powerful place. Poor hunting conditions.

Mrs. Pualis nodded gently, smiled and said to Aurore:

"Looking forward to the gifts you bring back from Trier, where the fashion trends always fascinate me."

"I hope I can give you a surprise." Although Aurore didn't know whether she would be able to return to Kordu Village in her lifetime, she still had to express her stance.

Mrs. Pualis took her maid Cassie to the door and watched them get into the box-style four-seater carriage.

The burly coachman with a dark brown beard wears dark red clothes, yellow trousers, and a waxed hat. Except for not wearing a tie, he is almost the same as the professional coachman in the city.

This is a mandatory requirement of Administrator Beoost.

"Excuse me." Aurore said to the coachman politely before closing the door.

The coachman's name is Sewell, and he has the most common blue eyes in the Republic of Intis.

He was delighted by the respect of the beautiful lady Aurore, and looked forward to the tips that would definitely come to him when he arrived in Darie. He said enthusiastically:

"Ma'am, sir, take a seat."

He raised his whip and made the horse move from slow to fast.

As the carriage passed through the village of Kordu, it suddenly stopped.

Although he knew that the road to leaving would never be smooth or easy, Lumian couldn't help but chuckle.

"What's wrong?" He asked the driver outside across the carriage.

Sever said:

"My lady promised to take Naroka to Junak Village yesterday. I was worried that it would be too late to go back to Daliège, so I thought I would pick her up along the way. Don't worry, I won't delay your time."

Junak Village is closer to Daliege than Kordu Village, so going there first will not really affect the time it takes for Aurore and Lumian to reach their destination.

Because this was someone else's carriage and she had no right to stop it, Aurore did not raise any objection.

Lumian is more concerned about Naroka. In the last cycle, Naroka died suddenly and was suspected of being murdered by relatives, and was related to the priest and his gang.

Sever got off the carriage, entered Naroka's house, and then led the lady out.

Naroka was different from usual. She changed into a long black dress with exquisite patterns, wore a dark soft hat that old women liked, and her sparse and pale hair had obviously been carefully combed.

"Hey, my little cabbage, where are you going?" Naroka got on the carriage and was very happy to see Aurore.

Her face, which had many spots and wrinkles, was filled with unconcealable joy, and her eyes, which had been slightly cloudy in the past, were much brighter.

"I went to Trier to attend a writers' salon and took Lumian to inspect the universities there." Aurore said the truth in an absolute sense.

She turned to ask:

"Naroka, are you a guest?"

Although it was normal for Naroka to wear black as a widow, she only wore this dress during festivals, banquets and the anniversary of her late husband's death.

Naroka showed an expectant expression:

"Yeah, go meet some people."

Lumian said nothing and quietly observed Naroka to see if he could see anything from her.

The carriage started driving again, heading outside the village of Kordu.

Aurore and Naroka chatted wordlessly, focusing more on the outside of the car.

She was still worried that her siblings' hurried departure would arouse some people's suspicion.

As the carriage walked, Lumian suddenly noticed a change in Naroka's state.

Compared with just now, the lady's face was much paler and bluer, her eyes were no longer so alert, and she was completely silent. Unless Aurore asked, she would give a simple answer or two.

This is very similar to the Naroka Lumian saw in the middle of the night in the last cycle!

Lumian quietly took Aurore's hand.

Aurore quickly turned her head and looked at him, asking with her eyes.

Lumian pointed at Naroka covertly, and then drew a "X" on his sister's palm.

"X" is the symbol commonly used by Aurore when correcting his papers, indicating errors. At this time, Lumian used it to refer to Naroka's wrong state.

Aurore was stunned for a second and quickly understood what Lumian meant.

She withdrew her attention and looked at Naroka, clearly feeling something unusual.

She then raised her right hand and pinched her temples on both sides.

Her light blue eyes instantly became deeper and tinged with a little darkness.

After just one glance, Aurore's beautiful golden eyebrows wrinkled, and her body leaned back slightly, as if she had received some kind of impact.

She closed her eyes and rubbed her temples slightly painfully, as if she was tired.

After opening his eyes again, Aurore turned to Lumian and said:

"When you arrive in Liege, you must follow me closely. No matter what the situation, you must follow me closely."

She said it very seriously.

Lumian understood it immediately and knew that what his sister meant was that if something happened next, he must follow her closely and she would handle it.

He nodded solemnly and decided to confess to his sister that he had become an extraordinary person later.

Aurore withdrew her gaze, looked at Naroka, and asked deliberately:

"Naroka, are you really going to Junak Village, or somewhere else?"

She was worried that when the carriage stopped on its own, the matter would be even more unresolvable. In this case, it was better to trigger it in advance and not fight in the environment that the other party expected.

Naroka's eyes were a little hollow and she replied in a low voice:

"No, I'm not going to Junak Village.

"What I want to go to is the other side of the world."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lumian felt that the carriage window became extremely dark.