Mistbound Chronicles: Lumian's Legacy Novel Chapter 20

Lumian held his breath unconsciously and shrank his body back a little.

Naroka did not come in this direction. She slowly entered the woods and disappeared into the deep night.

"She's not in the right state...Did something happen?" Lumian was slightly worried.

Recently, there have been more and more abnormal situations in the village.

He looked outside for a while. The night had become quiet, and only the swaying leaves proved the existence of the wind.

"What are you looking at?" Aurore's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Lumian was not surprised but overjoyed. He turned around and said to his sister who was wearing two-piece pajamas:

"You also noticed something was wrong?"

"No." Aurore's hanging blond hair was slightly messy and fluffy, and she looked like she had just gotten up.

Then, she said angrily:

"I didn't see anything wrong, I just knew there was a guy who was up most of the night and hanging around the window."

"It will be dawn in an hour at most, how can it be considered midnight..." Lumian muttered habitually, and then asked, "Are you because that owl flew out of the window again? Coming here? Didn’t you see Naroka outside?"

"Naroka?" Aurore rarely showed a blank expression.

Lumian did not hide anything. He started talking about it when he woke up and found a black shadow outside the window, and continued until Naroka, who was in a strange state, walked into the woods.

As for the special features brought about by dream meditation, he planned to consult the mysterious woman first and then consider how to tell Aurore, or hide it for a while, lest his sister prevent him from obtaining extraordinary power.

Aurore's beautiful golden eyebrows wrinkled:

"There may have been something wrong with Naroka...

"You go to their house after daybreak and have a look."

"What's the problem?" Lumian asked subconsciously.

"How do I know? I didn't see it, so I can't make an accurate judgment." Aurore replied angrily.

"You really didn't see it?" Lumian thought his sister was monitoring the whole process.

Aurore said "heh":

"You think you can see whatever you want? If you see something you shouldn't see, you have to consider which cemetery to choose for me.

"I won't look outside for nothing, so I will monitor your condition and wake up only if something goes wrong."

My sister is taking such a big risk to look after me... Lumian was stunned for a moment and couldn't help blinking.

Aurore added earnestly:

"That's why I tell you, don't look at what you shouldn't see, and don't listen to what you shouldn't hear. Pursuing extraordinary power is a very dangerous thing."

"Yes." Lumian nodded solemnly.

At the same time, he said silently in his heart:

"It's because of the danger that I can't let you walk alone."

After breakfast, Lumian took on his sister's instructions and went straight to Naroka's house.

Before he even got close, he saw many villagers standing outside the door, including several of his friends, Ava's father Guillaume Lizier, Raymond's father Pierre Clegg, the parish priest's His younger brother Pons Benet and others.

"What happened?" Lumian carefully walked around Pence Benet and several villains surrounding him, and came to Raymond's side.

Raymond replied rather sadly:

"Naroka passed away."

"Huh?" Although Lumian was prepared for something to happen to Naroka, he didn't expect that she was already dead.

Raymond rambled and said:

"In the morning before dawn, the priest came to give her last comfort.

"We went to her two days ago to ask about wizard legends. She was still fine and energetic. Why did she suddenly pass away..."

In the morning when it's still dark? Lumian was shocked.

It was at this point in time that he saw Naroka's figure, and the priest's deathbed consolation was either earlier or later, not much different.

So, what I saw was actually Naroka’s ghost? This happened after that owl flew to look at me... Can it really take away a human soul? Well, Naroka was one of the surviving witnesses to the witch incident... If I hadn't listened to my sister and not gone out after dark, maybe the priest would have been the one to comfort me on his deathbed, haha , His last comfort to me was to spit on me... Various thoughts kept flashing through Lumian's mind.

Raymond did not chat with him, but stood outside the two-story house, silently mourning Naroka.

After Lumian calmed down his thoughts, he saw three strangers, Liya, Ryan and Valentine walking over.

"Did something happen here?" Liya asked before Lumian could say hello.

They saw many people gathered on the road.

Lumian sighed and said:

"My Cabbages, a respectable old lady has passed away."

"Then why are you all standing outside the door?" Liya did not express her condolences first because Lumian's words were not that credible.

She was still wearing the same clothes as before.

Lumian immediately made a clear movement of looking up and down, which made Liya feel a little panicked.

"What's wrong?" Ryan asked.

Lumian smiled:

"You are definitely not from Dalie Japan."

"We are from Bigor." Ryan replied calmly.

Bigor is the provincial capital of the Reston Province of the Republic of Intis, while Daliege is a city on the southern border of the Reston Province and governs a large area including the village of Kordu.

"No wonder you don't know the customs of the Liège area." Lumian nodded.

He had previously thought that these three strangers were official people from Liège, but it turned out that they were from Bigor, the provincial capital.

The status seems to be much higher than I expected... Lumian silently updated his judgment on Liya and others.

"What kind of custom?" Liya asked with interest, "Can you tell us?"

Lumian originally wanted to have a good relationship with them, so he smiled and said:

"You are my cabbages, how could I not tell you?

"As you know, everyone has their own zodiac sign, and in the Liège area, we also believe that each family also has its own zodiac sign, which generates corresponding luck, and the death and funeral of family members, especially the head of the family, will take away this kind of good luck.

"In order not to affect the horoscope and preserve luck, we will place the deceased in the center of the home, that is, the kitchen, before burial, then cut off part of her hair and nails, and hide them at home forever, but they cannot be Guests discover.

"At this time, if people attending the funeral enter the house, it will affect the corresponding zodiac sign and take away some luck. Therefore, when we attend the funeral, we mourn outside the door. At most, we go to the door to look at it, and then go to the church next to the church. The cemetery awaits."

"That's right." Ryan nodded lightly, "This is just like the cathedrals in every region have holy bones stored there. 'There will always be saints where there are parts of the holy body.'"

He turned around, faced Naroka's home, took off his top hat, put it on his chest, and began to observe silence.

Liya and Valentine also expressed their condolences.

When they were finished, Lumian said to them:

"I'm going to look at the body at the door. See you later, my cabbages."

"Okay." Ryan nodded gently.

Lumian lowered his voice and added:

"I'll help you find the little blue book."

Without waiting for Liya and others to respond, he took a step back and said with a smile:

"Why do you wear the same clothes every day?"

"When you are going to stay in a foreign land for a while, you can't care too much about appearance." Ryan said simply, while Liya subconsciously touched the silver bell hanging on her veil.

Saying goodbye to Valentine and others, Lumian walked to the door of Naroka's house.

After queuing for a while, it was finally his turn.

He stood by the door and looked toward the kitchen ahead.

Naroka's body had not yet been placed in the coffin and was lying quietly on a simple bed made of several benches.

Her nails have been cut off, and her sparse white hair is much neater than before.

Her face was green and white, and with the presence of wrinkles, even a bold young man like Lumian did not dare to stare at her for too long.

"Compared with when I saw her before dawn, her face is even greener..." Lumian muttered in secret, bowed slightly, and left the door.

On the way to the cemetery with Raymond, he suddenly slapped his head:

"Oops, I forgot to tell Aurore."

"Then go quickly." Raymond expressed understanding.

Aurore doesn't like to go out most of the time, and there's really no way to know what's going on in the village without relying on her brother.

Lumian took advantage of the situation and said:

"It just so happens that this place is not far from your home. Lend me the little blue book for two days. The one I have at home has been gnawed by mice and I need to copy a few pages."

"Okay." Raymond agreed.

Anyway, it's still a long time before the burial.

"Naroka passed away." Lumian hid the little blue book, returned home, and said to Aurore.

Aurore couldn't help but sigh:

"Sure enough, something happened.

"I don't know if it was the owl that caused it..."

"I doubt it too." Lumian echoed his sister.

Aurore said "hmm":

"You must not leave home after dark.

"You also have to find a way to warn the people who are chasing the wizard legend with you."

"Okay." Lumian had just threatened Raymond with "Naroka died two days after being asked about the wizard legend" and asked him not to go out after dark during the recent period.

"Naroka is a good person. I'm going to change clothes and attend her funeral." Aurore asked as she walked towards the stairs, "Are you coming with me, or are you going to read for a while and make a paper?" ?"

What papers should I do at this time? Sometimes, Lumian doesn't quite understand his sister's thinking.

Considering the need to compare with Little Blue Book, he said to Aurore:

"I'll make a paper and then go."

"Very good." Aurore was quite pleased.

After watching his sister go out, Lumian's expression became serious.

He went up to the second floor, entered the study, took out the little blue book borrowed from Raymond's family, and compared it with his own book with some words cut out.

Time passed slowly, and the corresponding words were found one by one and written on the white paper.

Lumian put it together carefully for a while, and then adjusted it to the size of two sentences.

Soon, the content of the possible request for help appeared in front of him:

"We need help as soon as possible.

"The people around me are getting weirder and weirder."