Mistbound Chronicles: Lumian's Legacy Novel Chapter 12

After leaving the old tavern, Lumian began to hide again.

In this state, he approached the road he usually took home.

Sure enough, he found one of Pence Benet's men huddled behind the green trees on the roadside, observing the passers-by.

The priest really doesn't stop until he reaches his goal... Lumian couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

And the most important thing is that he still can't make an effective counterattack.

This is because his personal abilities are limited, and secondly, if something unexpected happens to the priest, it will definitely alarm the "Eternal Sun" Church in the Liège area. By then, there will definitely be people from the Inquisition coming to investigate. For you, this is a very dangerous thing.

Unless he is forced to have no way out and has decided to abandon this place and move to another place, Lumian can also play with the privacy of the priest to see if he can be transferred to a certain monastery for "retirement" through the exposure of the scandal. ".

Moreover, exposing scandals requires skill, just like letting strangers discover the affair between the priest and Madame Poialis.

Lumian did not publicize this matter widely because he did not want to put himself in a conspicuous position. According to his observation, the administrator and territorial judge Beoost was a person who cared about face very much. If he put Mrs. Pualis If the matter is exposed, what will be received in exchange will definitely not be Beost's gratitude, but most likely hatred and hostility.

In that case, faced with the double blow of the parish priest and administrator, Lumian would definitely have to flee Kordu Village.

He carefully walked around to another road sandwiched between several houses.

Along the way, Lumian kept hiding his figure with the help of walls, doors, trees, etc. When he was approaching the "exit", he suddenly heard voices.

"Guillaume, why don't you just go to Aurore's house at night to catch that kid? Now, looking for him all day long to ambush him will have no effect at all. It is a pure waste of our time. He is as cunning as the one in the mountains. Wild wolf." Pence Bene's familiar rough voice reached Lumian's ears, "I know Aurore is very good at fighting, but with so many of us, we can still go to the city to find helpers."

Guillaume...the curate is also here...Lumian stopped and shrank into the corner, intending to listen to what the curate would answer and what arrangements he would make for his affairs. .

Guillaume Benet's voice is a little magnetic:

"You don't think that Aurore only has this ability, do you?

"She probably has extraordinary powers that I don't possess."

"Ah..." Pence Benet was obviously surprised, "She is a witch? Guillaume, then why don't you go to Liège and find someone from the Inquisition? If you can catch a real witch, The church will definitely reward you, and when the time comes, you are likely to gain the extraordinary power you have longed for."

"Idiot." Guillaume Bennet scolded his younger brother directly, "You don't know what is going on in the village now? The people in the Inquisition have the same noses as dogs, and they will not let go of any abnormalities. By then, there will be big trouble. .

"Even if Aurore really wants to deal with us, I don't have any other options. Don't alert the people in the tribunal until the end."

So, what is the situation in the village now? Lumian attaches great importance to and is curious about this.

Combined with some anomalies he had noticed before, he suspected that something bad was brewing and developing in the village, like a turbulent undercurrent under the calm sea.

What disappointed him was that Pons Benet did not expand on this topic and focused more on another point:

"What can you do against a witch?"

"You don't need to know." The parish priest Guillaume Benet said in a deep voice, "Next, you can put aside the matter of dealing with Lumian, but you still have to act well on the surface, so that no one will doubt my revenge. Will, this will make those outsiders think of certain aspects and have a bad impact. What you need to do now is to warn the relevant people one by one, scare the country bumpkins who may be aware, and prevent them from You spilled the beans in front of those foreigners."

"Guillaume, you mean those foreigners are here to investigate that matter?" Pence Benet was obviously a little scared and worried.

Look at you, you have only muscles and no brains. You are not as calm and calm as your brother. You are a born leader... Lumian laughed at Pence Benet in his heart.

Although he hates the priest and thinks that this guy is simply a stallion, vulgar and greedy, and not like a clergyman at all, but in the countryside, his rough, brutal, strong and direct style of acting is even more impressive. Coupled with status, power, wealth, a clear head, sufficient wisdom, and good eloquence, even Lumian had to admit that this guy did have some charm, and it was easy for people around him to worship him and rely on him.

Guillaume Benet sneered:

"Don't worry, as long as those strangers can't get real evidence, I will still be the priest of Cordu Village.

"Pence, you have to remember that ruling a place cannot rely entirely on intimidation, terror and suppression. That way you will never be able to achieve peace and achieve the desired results. Does the church hope that what it will get is a ruin, a place that cannot pay taxes?" A place? Since it is impossible to kill all the adults here, then we need some friends and followers to give them a certain degree of protection.

"The church allows us to lead the affairs here instead of sending outsiders here, just because we are locals, have relatives, friends, and followers, and can help them better control the place and not make a mess, so, As long as there is not enough evidence, the higher-ups will definitely choose to continue to believe me.

"Okay, I'm going back to church."

It does sound reasonable and can confuse people, but my priest, your knowledge and vision are still limited to the Liège area... I heard Aurore say that in other places, face-to-face For some villages that were seriously contaminated by evil gods, the church chose to completely destroy them and turn the corresponding places into ruins. By then, not only all the adults, but also the children would be killed... Lumi An was almost "persuaded" by Guillaume Benet just now, but fortunately, Aurore often told him about the horrors of the Church of the Eternal Sun and the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery.

After the parish priest left, Lumian changed his route and returned home smoothly.

Beside the oven, Aurore, wearing a white apron, was busy.

"What are you doing?" Lumian asked curiously.

There are still more than two hours until lunch.

Aurore tucked her fallen golden hair behind her ears and said with a smile:

"Trying to make a new flavor of toast, rice toast."

"You don't have to go to such trouble..." Lumian was suddenly moved.

He thought Aurore was trying to make himself eat better.

Aurore chuckled and said:

"Where are you thinking? Can you stop being so narcissistic?

"For me, cooking and making bread is a form of entertainment and an effective way to pass the time. Do you understand?"

"Then why don't you like to go out? There are more entertainments outside?" Lumian always felt that Aurore was too concerned about the dangers that his identity as a wizard might bring, so he often locked himself at home.

Aurore turned her head and stared at him:

"Drinking and playing cards?

"Remember, I am the world, I don't ask for anything from outside."

Lumian could understand the first half of the sentence, but he was confused after:

"ah?

"Can you explain what you mean?"

Aurore glanced at him:

"To put it simply, your sister and I suffer from social phobia most of the time!"

"What do you mean most of the time?" Lumian asked in confusion.

"Human beings are a complex of contradictions." Aurore turned her gaze back to the oven, "Don't you remember? Sometimes I am very talkative and willing to go out and listen to old ladies telling rumors and then amuse the children. He would tell them stories, and sometimes he would go crazy, borrow Madame Pualis' pony to ride on, and ride around in the mountains, galloping wildly and shouting loudly."

At that time, you were as shining as a rose bathed in morning dew, attracting people to come closer, but also stabbing people... Lumian couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

Because Mrs. Pualis was mentioned, Lumian changed the topic directly:

"Aurore, uh, sister, I just heard a rumor about Mrs. Pualis."

"What?" Aurore didn't hide her curiosity.

"She is a wizard who can communicate with the souls of the dead..." Lumian told his sister what Ava said, and also told about the abnormalities he noticed and the parish priest Guillaume Benet. words.

Aurore interrupted the work at hand and listened carefully to her brother's story.

Her expression was obviously serious.

After Lumian finished speaking, Aurore smiled and comforted her brother:

"Don't worry too much. Those three strangers probably came because of something that the priest and the others were doing in private. It was probably related to Mrs. Poialis.

"Don't mess with Mrs. Poialis for the time being, I'll keep an eye on them.

"You should wander around the village more, have more contact with those foreigners, and see if you can figure out what is going on. Haha, in comparison, the lady who gave you the 'scepter' card is more worthy of us. care.

"If the situation does get worse, we have to consider leaving Kordu Village. Well, we can make preparations now."

"Okay." Lumian deeply agreed with his sister's response.

After a pause, he asked slightly curiously:

"Aurore, if you really want to leave Kordu Village, where do you plan to settle?"

"Go to Trier!" Aurore said without hesitation.

Trier is the capital of the Republic of Intis and the center of culture and art on the continent.

"Why?" Although Lumian was thinking about Trier, he still asked casually.

Every Intis wants to go to Trier.

In the eyes of the Trier people, there are only two types of Intis: Trier people and provincial people.

Auroer said leisurely and fascinated:

"A prophet once said:

"As long as Trier remains, joy will last forever."