Light red wine, sure enough, is someone from the metropolis...... Lumien's gaze finally fell on the glass in the lady's hand.

Light red wine is a soju made from sugar and pickled cherries, which is very popular with ladies in terms of color and texture, and of course, you can also replace cherries with other suitable fruits, which will have a slight difference in taste, but not too much.

It was one of the few high-quality wines that could be produced in the old tavern of the village of Cordu, and they kept it because Madame de Pualis had fallen in love with this pale red wine after a visit to Bigor, the provincial capital.

- Madame Poalis, the wife of Beoster, a magistrate and magistrate of the realm, was a nobleman who lost her title in the time of Russell the Great.

She is also the parish priest Guillaume. One of Bene's mistresses, not many people in the village know about it, and Lumien is one of them.

Lumian withdrew his gaze and walked to the bar.

There sat a man in his forties, dressed in a linen shirt and trousers of the same color, his brown hair was not luxuriant and disheveled, and the corners of his eyes, the sides of his mouth, and his forehead were wrinkled by years of hard work.

This is exactly what Raymond's father, Pierre. Clegg.

Another Pierre.

That's why Lumian joked in front of Leah, Ryan and others that if he shouted Pierre in the bar, at least a third of them would agree.

When the people in the village talk about these Pierre and Guillaume, they will add the qualifier of who and who's home, otherwise they can't tell the difference at all.

In many families, the father and the child still have the same name, they are all called Pierre or Guillaume, and the neighbors can only add "old", "big" and "small" to distinguish them.

"Dad, why don't you go to the village square to talk to the others?" Raymond walked over to his father.

The men of the village liked to gather under the elm tree in the square or at someone's house, play dice, cards, chess, and discuss all kinds of rumors—it cost money to go to the tavern.

Pierre. Clegg took a glass of red wine and glanced sideways at his second son:

"I'll go back later, there shouldn't be many people in the square right now."

yes, where have all the men in the village gone? Lumian was suddenly a little puzzled.

When he was in the square just now, he didn't see a single figure.

"Uncle, I'm looking for you to ask something." Lumian said bluntly.

Pierre. Clegg was vigilant:

"New pranks?"

The story of "The Wolf Comes" is indeed based on reality...... Lumian tilted his head and motioned for Raymond to speak.

Raymond organized the following language:

"Dad, how long ago did the wizarding legend you told me take place? Nine cows can pull the coffin's one. ”

Pierre. Clegg took a sip of wine and said in confusion:

"What are you asking for?

"This is what your grandfather told me when I was a child."

The province of Leeston, where the village of Cordu is located, and the neighboring provinces of Ole and Suhit, both in the south of the Republic of Intis, are famous for their wines, especially the inferior ones, which are very cheap, and in some years, people can even drink the wine as water.

Raymond was disappointed to hear this, because his grandfather had passed away long ago.

It was at this moment that Pierre. Clegg added:

"Your grandfather said he saw it with his own eyes when he was a child, and since then, he has been afraid of owls and fearing that his soul will be taken away by this evil creature."

Lumian and Raymond's eyes lit up at the same time.

There really is a clue!

That wizard legend is actually something that some people have personally experienced?

"Did Grandpa tell me where the wizard originally lived and where he was later carried to be buried?" Raymond asked.

Pierre. Clegg shook his head:

"Who cares about this?"

Seeing that Raymond wanted to ask something more, Lumian reached out and patted him, and said loudly:

"It's time to go to the river."

Raymond was waiting to follow Lumian away, and Pierre. Clegg suddenly remembered something:

"Wait, Raymond, you're going to be a 'young man' in two days, and I'll tell you something to look out for."

The "green watchers" are responsible for patrolling the highland pastures and surrounding fields near the village to prevent grazing or livestock from destroying the seedlings during the grazing ban period.

Lumian did not listen, and went to the bathroom attached to the tavern.

When he came out, he deliberately passed by the foreign girl who was drinking light red wine and couldn't tell her specific age.

Although he doesn't do such a thing as a pick-up, he wants to observe in advance, gather details, and when the time comes, this may come in handy, just like he used Ryan, Leah and others to break into the scene of the homing priest.

After a few glances without a trace, Lumian prepared to go around this corner and wait for Raymond at the door of the tavern.

At this moment, the lady with a languid temperament in a long orange dress raised her head.

Before Lumian could retract his gaze, he collided with the other's gaze.

For a moment, the thickness of Lumian's face was a little embarrassed.

Thoughts popped up in his mind:

I should have praised her beauty like a priest and magistrate of the main parish, and I turned away in a hurry from observation to conversation, or to show my youthful side......

No sooner had he made up his mind than the lady smiled and spoke:

"You've been dreaming a lot lately?"

As soon as he brushed the ground, it was as if he had been struck by lightning, and his whole mind became paralyzed, and all his thoughts froze there.

That is, a second or two of work, he forced a smile and said:

"Isn't dreaming a normal thing?"

The lady put one hand on her cheek, looked at Lumian, and chuckled:

"In a foggy dream."

How did she know...... Lumian's pupils dilated instantly, and there was a little more horror in his expression.

Although he has experienced a lot of things, after all, he is young, and he can't control his expression for a while.

Calm, calm...... While reassuring himself, Lumian eased the muscles on his face and asked rhetorically:

"You finished listening to the story I told the three strangers last night?"

The lady did not reply, and pulled out a stack of cards from her orange handbag that was sitting on the chair next to her.

She looked at Lumian again and smiled:

"Draw a card, maybe it will help you unlock the secret hidden in that dream."

This...... Lumien was shocked and suspicious.

He was both thrilled and highly vigilant for a moment.

He glanced at the deck of cards, frowned slightly, and said:

"Tarot?"

It looks like a tarot card invented by Russell the Great for divination.

The lady looked down and laughed at herself:

"Sorry, I got it wrong."

She tucked the twenty-two tarot cards back into her medium-sized pouch and pulled out another deck of cards.

"This is also a tarot, but it belongs to the small Arcana card, you are not qualified to draw the big Arcana card, and I am not qualified to let you draw ......"

There are 56 small Arcana cards, consisting of four "suits" of the Holy Grail, Scepter, Sword and Star Coins.

What is she talking about...... Lumien was confused.

This lady looks beautiful and temperamental, but her actual behavior is not normal, and she seems to have some mental problems.

"Let's draw one." The girl who seemed to be from the metropolis shook the little Arcana card in her hand and said with a smile, "It's free, it doesn't cost you to try it, but it may solve the problem of your dreams." ”

Lumian laughed and said:

"My sister said that the free ones are the most expensive."

"There is some truth to this." The lady thought for a moment.

She placed the little Arcana card beside the glass of the pale red wine, and continued:

"But as long as you don't pay no matter what, how can I, a foreigner, force you to pay in Kordu Village?"

That's right...... It won't be good to smoke it...... Finally, there is a hint about that dream, how can I be willing not to try it...... But could this involve a wizard's curse...... Looking for help from Aurore? Lumien's mind was full of thoughts, and it was difficult to make up his mind for a moment.

The girl didn't rush him either.

After more than ten seconds, Lumian slowly leaned down, stretched out his right hand, broke up the stack of small Arcana cards, and drew one from the middle.

"Seven of Wands." The lazy lady glanced at the cards.

On that card, a resolute-faced man dressed in green stood at the top of a mountain, holding a scepter against the six scepters that the enemy had attacked from the bottom of the mountain.

"What does this mean?" Lumien asked.

The lady smiled:

"I interpret it according to the pattern, crisis, challenge, confrontation, courage, etc., etc.

"Of course, none of that matters, the important thing is that this card is given to you now, and when fate strikes, you'll find out what it really means."

"Give it to me?" Lumian became more and more puzzled.

This card doesn't really have a curse, does it?

The lady put away the rest of the little Arcana, took her glass, and drank the little light red wine inside.

Ignoring Lumian's question, she strolled up the stairs to the side of the old tavern and up to the second floor.

Apparently, she lives there.

Lumian wanted to catch up, but he only took a step and stopped, his thoughts fluctuating:

Is this really a normal card?

She gave me this card, isn't that deck forever missing one and unusable?

Auroel should be able to see the problem......

At this time, Raymond came over:

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, that foreigner is really good-looking." Lumian said casually.

"I think your sister Oroel looks better." Raymond then lowered his voice, "Lumian, what are we going to do next?" My grandfather has been dead for a long time. ”

Lumien, who was in a hurry to go home, thought for a moment and said:

"One is to ask an old man who is about the same age as your grandfather and is still alive, and the other is to go to the church to look through the register, uh, this is the last thing to consider."

Thinking of the good deeds he had just ruined for the parish priest, Lumian felt that he should not have to go to church recently.

- In a rural village like the village of Cordu, where there is only one church, because the number of administrators is very small, the church takes on some of the functions of the government, such as recording funerals and marriages.

Without waiting for Raymond to ask again, Lumian added:

"Let's split up to see who the eligible elderly are, and we'll ask tomorrow."

"Okay." Raymond immediately agreed.

…………

Semi-ground-level two-storey building.

After listening to Lumian's story, Aurel looked carefully at the "Scepter" card and said:

"It's a very common card, and I didn't notice a curse or any other anomalous thing."

"Auror, uh, sister, what the hell does that stranger want to do, and why does she know I'm dreaming like that?" Lumien asked.

Aurore shook her head:

"Now that she's open, it's relatively fine.

"In the next few days, I will take a good 'observation' of her.

"Hmm...... You hold this card first, maybe there will be some changes, don't worry, I'm watching. ”

"Okay." Lumien tried to relax a little.

…………

At night.

Lumian tucked the "scepter" card into his shirt hanging from the back of his chair, went to bed, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

I don't know how long it took, but he seemed to see the gray mist again.

Suddenly, his whole body was agitated, and he "woke up" in a dream.

He felt like he was coming back to his senses.

And the dreams filled with gray fog still exist.

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