Mistbound Chronicles: Lumian's Legacy Novel Chapter 11

The blue sky is dotted with white clouds, and the spring breeze touches human cheeks with the smell of trees. Beside the briskly flowing clear river, white geese eat green grass with their heads lowered, and one person wears a gray sarong. The young girl holds a long stick and pays close attention to them.

The girl's face is bathed in the golden sunlight, revealing a touch of down, and the top of her long, smooth brown hair is wrapped in a white cloth. Her delicate facial features reveal an unconcealable youthful vitality.

She looked at Lumian sitting on the ground under the tree by the river, frowned slightly and said:

"Aren't we here to discuss which legend is easier to investigate?

"Why did it become the stone statue carved on the church?"

This girl is Ava Lizier, the daughter of shoemaker Guillaume. She is one of the younger generations in the village who has a good relationship with Lumian and Raymond.

"I was thinking about a question." Lumian didn't even raise his head, still staring at the white geese and water waves.

"What's the problem?" Raymond Clegg, who was helping Ava take care of the geese, asked curiously.

Lumian said as if thinking:

"If you encounter a thick-skinned beast that your weapons cannot harm, how would you deal with it?"

"Of course I want to find a way to escape. There are so many wild beasts in the mountains, so we don't necessarily have to hunt them." Ava didn't think there was anything to be embarrassed about.

Lumian said "hmm":

"What if that beast is so rare that the gentlemen in the city like it and are willing to pay a hundred gold louis for its body?"

"One hundred gold louis, two thousand ferkin..." Raymond's breathing became heavy.

He had never seen Louis Gold, nor had he used it, so he instinctively decided to change it to Ferkin first.

With such a sum of money, he can go to Liège to start a small business, so why should he learn to shepherd?

He thought quickly:

"Looking for someone to borrow a shotgun?"

"You can't penetrate that beast's skin." Lumian denied directly.

Although she knew that the prey was imaginary and could not be exchanged for so much money, Ava couldn't help but join the discussion:

"Is it powerful? Is it ferocious?"

Lumian thought for a while and said:

"Absolutely the same as me."

This was one of the reasons why he didn't give up.

"That's okay." Raymond was inexplicably relieved. "Go back to the village and gather a group of people to surround it, consume its energy, and finally knock it down and tie it up."

He knew Lumian could fight, but he knew that was all.

"In this case, you can only get ten gold louis, or even less." Lumian reminded.

"I've seen them hunting. Maybe we can dig a trap so that the beast can't get up..." Awahu's aqua blue eyes turned slightly as he recalled.

"This is a way." Lumian nodded in agreement.

Knowing that Ava and Raymond had limited knowledge and could not make more suggestions, he brought the topic back on track:

"Which legend do you think is suitable for the next target?"

"None of them are suitable." Ava shook her head, "Those things either happened hundreds of years ago, or only one person saw them, and that person was long dead."

Raymond echoed Ava:

"yes."

"How do you know there are no clues if you don't ask the relevant people?" Lumian said with a smile, "You guys, if you don't have perseverance in doing things and want to give up when you encounter difficulties, you can only be a goose shepherd all your life. shepherd."

These words made both Ava and Raymond feel angry.

When it comes to making people angry, Lumian is definitely at the top of the list in Kordu Village.

Ava blurted out:

"I think none of them are suitable because there are more suitable ones."

"What is it?" Lumian's eyes lit up.

Ava felt a little regretful as soon as she finished speaking, but she also planned to tell the corresponding matter, but she didn't want to tell Lumian and Raymond so easily.

After a few seconds of silence, she glared at Lumian:

"There is a real witch in the village."

"Who?" Lumian felt nervous.

You’re not talking about Aurore, are you?

If even Ava knew that Aurore was a wizard, then he and Aurore would have to escape from Kordu Village and live somewhere else to avoid being "visited" by the Inquisition.

Ava looked around subconsciously and lowered her voice:

"Mrs. Pualis."

The magistrate's wife, the curate's mistress, Madame Poialis? Lumian didn't believe it:

"real or fake?"

If Pualis was really a witch, then when he discovered that this lady was having an affair with the parish priest, how could he not notice it?

"No way?" Raymond was extremely surprised.

Ava stood on tiptoes and looked towards the village entrance:

"I'm not sure. Charlie, the administrator's valet, let me know once.

"He said that Mrs. Pualis was a soul messenger who could talk to the souls of the dead and help them return home. He also said that Mrs. Pualis could make secret medicines and spells."

After listening carefully, Lumian was still unsure whether this was true or false.

When magazines such as "Psychic", "Lotus", and "Veil of Secrets" can be published regularly, it is not too strange that the administrator's wife knows some terms and how to behave, and can fool the servants and villagers.

"Let's go to the church and tell the truth? This can get a lot of rewards, right?" Raymond was frightened and looking forward to it.

Lumian considered for a few seconds and said:

"The administrator's valet knows that Mrs. Poialis is a witch, so the administrator himself should also know, right?"

"Yes." Ava gave an affirmative answer.

Lumian continued:

"Mrs. Poialis is also the parish priest's mistress. If we go to the church to inform, we may be sent directly to the administrator's home."

"What?"

"Mrs. Poialis is the curé's mistress?"

Ava and Raymond were shocked.

"I saw it with my own eyes." Lumian chuckled, "You pretend not to know about this and don't tell anyone, otherwise I'm afraid you will disappear one day."

Ava and Raymond agreed at the same time, with extremely solemn expressions.

They were all very afraid of the priest, and this matter also involved a witch.

"If it is really confirmed that Mrs. Pualis is a witch, we will find an opportunity to go to Liège and tell the bishop during high mass." Lumian comforted the two of them.

"Yeah." Raymond nodded vigorously.

This must be confirmed before reporting, otherwise the final investigation will reveal that there is nothing wrong with Mrs. Pualis and they will be doomed.

After exchanging these things, Lumian, unwilling to waste time, stood up and said to Ava and Raymond:

"I'm going back to study, otherwise Aurore will chase me with a stick.

"You two have a good time tending the geese."

"Okay." Raymond felt excited thinking that for a while, he and Ava would be the only ones left here.

Ava was a little unhappy.

After approaching Kordu Village, Lumian began to hide his whereabouts, always paying attention to whether there was anyone nearby.

He was worried that the priests would not let him go and were still waiting for an opportunity.

According to his observation, the parish priest Guillaume Benet is a very perseverant person, and he will definitely take revenge if he suffers a loss.

While hiding, Lumian headed towards the old tavern.

Suddenly, he heard a clanking sound.

Lumian turned his head and saw three foreigners, Ryan, Liya, and Valentine, walking towards Naroka and the others who were catching lice from each other in the fork on the left.

The crisp and melodious tinkling sound comes from the four small silver bells on Liya's veil and boots.

They had been wandering around the village for the past two days, looking for people to chat with, and asking questions. They didn't know what they wanted to do... Lumian was a little confused and a little wary.

Thinking of the deserted village square one day before, and of the shepherd Pierre Berry who came back from afar to attend Lent, he had some bad premonitions and felt strange.

What will happen in the village? Lumian decided to tell Aurore the situation later and let this well-informed, knowledgeable, and wise sister make a judgment.

Soon, he successfully entered the old tavern and saw the woman who gave him the tarot cards sitting in the corner, eating.

Lumian came closer and took a look:

"Fat fried eggs?

"Isn't it too boring?"

In the Liège area, this dish is the first choice for ordinary families to entertain distinguished guests, but Lumian feels that for women from big cities, it may be oily and greasy.

The lady took a bite of the golden egg with a gentle movement, closed her eyes and felt for a while:

"Very good, with local characteristics and very fragrant."

"Having lunch so early?" Lumian sat across from him.

The lady's light blue eyes showed a little tiredness, and she said with a smile:

"This is breakfast."

What time is it... Lumian didn't dare to say this.

He looked around the old tavern, which had few customers, and lowered his voice:

"I saw a ruins in my dream and met a monster."

"Oh." The lady was not surprised at all, and there was even a bit of playfulness in Lumian's expression that was difficult to understand.

Lumian calmed down, told his story exactly, and finally said:

"How to deal with this kind of monster?"

The lady smiled and asked:

"Is it dead or alive?"

"It must be alive. I can't kill it..." Lumian stopped and subconsciously answered.

He thought seriously for a while, then slowed down and said:

"I can feel its breathing, it should be alive."

"Since it's alive, then you try more. This time, chop off its head. Next time, pour oil on it and burn it. Next time, bury it alive. Maybe it's dead?" the lady said while enjoying her own. Over breakfast, he casually suggested, "Come to me after you try so many methods and it still doesn't work. I'm not your nanny. I will help with every little thing. You have to learn to think of your own solution first."

Pretty friendly... Lumian is not lost or depressed at all, because the other party seems to mean that if he comes to her if he encounters a particularly big danger, she will provide some help, and now this kind of Monsters are really not worth mentioning.

But her insignificance is a real trouble for me... Lumian then had a headache again.

He decided to do what the lady said and try beheading, burning, and burying him alive first to see if they would work.