Out of the old tavern, Lumian began to hide again.

In this way, he approached the same path he used to take to return home.

Sure enough, he found Ponce. One of Bennet's men was cowering behind a tree beside the road, observing the passers-by.

The parish priest really doesn't stop when he doesn't reach his goal...... Lumian couldn't help but let out a sigh in his heart.

And most importantly, I can't fight back effectively.

This is his limited personal ability, and the second is that if something really happens to the priest of the parish, it will inevitably alarm the "Eternal Sun" church in the Daliege region, and when the time comes, someone from the Inquisition will definitely come to investigate, which is a very dangerous thing for Aurore.

Unless he is forced to the point where there is no way out, and has decided to abandon this place and move to another place, Lumian will also be able to interfere with the privacy of the parish priest and see if he can be transferred to a certain monastery to "retire" through the exposure of the scandal.

Moreover, exposing the scandal requires skill, just like the previous case of letting a foreigner break the parish priest and Lady Pualis's affair.

The reason why Lumian did not publicize this matter widely was because he did not want to put himself in a prominent position, according to his observation, the magistrate and magistrate of the realm, Beoster, was a man who cared very much about face, and if he revealed the affairs of Madame Poalis, in exchange for definitely not Beost's gratitude, but most likely hatred and hostility.

In that case, in the face of the double blow of the parish priest and the administrator, Lumian would definitely have to flee from the village of Cordu.

He cautiously detoured to another road sandwiched between several houses.

Along the way, Lumien constantly hid his figure with the help of walls, doors, trees, etc., and when he was about to approach the "exit", he suddenly heard a voice talking.

"Guillaume, why don't you just go to Aurel's house at night and catch that kid? Trying to ambush him all day like this would be of no avail to him, a pure waste of our time, and he was as cunning as a wolf in the mountains. "Pons. Bene's familiar, rugged voice reached Lumian's ears, "I know Aurel is very good at fighting, but there are so many of us that we can go to the city to find help. ”

Guillaume...... The parish priest is also here...... Lumian paused and shrank into the corner, intending to hear what the parish priest would say and what he would do about his business.

Guillaume. Bennet's voice was a little magnetic:

"You don't think Aurel is all he can do, do you?

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

"Ah......h Bennet was visibly surprised, "She's a witch?" Guillaume, then why don't you go to Daliege and find someone from the Inquisition? If you can catch a real witch, the church will surely reward you, and when the time comes, you will have a good chance of gaining the supernatural powers you have longed for. ”

"Idiot." Guillaume. Bene directly scolded his younger brother, "What is the situation in the village now, you still don't know?" The noses of the people in the inquisition, like dogs, will not let go of the slightest abnormality, and when the time comes, the trouble will be big.

"Even if Aurore really wants to deal with us, I don't have no other way, don't alarm the people in the Inquisition until the end."

So, what exactly is the situation in the village now? Lumien is very serious and curious about this.

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

To his disappointment, Ponce. Bennet does not expand on this topic, but focuses more on another point:

"What can you do with a witch?"

"You don't need to know." Priest Guillaume. Bene said in a deep voice, "Next, you can put aside the matter of dealing with Lumian, but you still have to play it well on the surface, and you can't make people doubt my will to retaliate, which will make those outsiders think of certain aspects and have a bad impact." What you need to do now is tell the people involved one by one, and scare the hillbillies who might be aware of it, so that they don't leak their mouths in front of those outsiders. ”

"Guillaume, do you mean that the strangers have come to investigate the matter?" Ponce. Bennet was visibly scared and worried.

Look at you, you have muscles, not brains, you are not as calm and calm as your brother, and you are born to be a leader...... Lumian laughed at Ponce in his heart. Bene.

Although he hated Father Bendo very much, and felt that this guy was simply a stallion, vulgar and greedy, not at all like a clergyman, but in the countryside, the rough, brutal, strong, and direct style of acting was more convincing, coupled with status, power, wealth, and a clear mind, enough wisdom, and good eloquence, even Lumian had to admit that this guy did have some charm, and it was easy for the people around him to worship him and rely on him.

Guillaume. Bennet sneered:

"Don't worry, as long as those outsiders can't get the real evidence, I'll still be the parish priest of Kordu Village.

"Pongs, you have to remember that you can't rule a place by deterrence, terror, and repression, and that you will never be able to achieve peace and no desired effect, and does the Church want to be in ruins, a place where you can't pay your taxes? Since it's impossible to kill all the adults here, we need some friends, some followers, and some protection for that.

"The church allows us to take charge of the affairs of this place instead of sending people from outside, just because we are locals, we have relatives, we have friends, we have followers, we can help them control this place better, and we won't make a mess, so as long as there is not enough evidence, the above will definitely choose to continue to believe me.

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

It does sound very reasonable, and it can be demagogic, but Father Hon, your knowledge and vision are still limited to the Dariege region...... I've heard Aurel say that in other places, in the face of some villages that have been heavily polluted by evil gods, the church chooses to completely destroy the corresponding places, turning the corresponding places into ruins, and when the time comes, not only all the adults, but also the children, will be killed...... Lumian was almost killed by Guillaume. Bennet "convinced", fortunately, Aurel often told him about the horrors of the "Eternal Sun" church and the "God of Steam and Machines" church.

When the parish priest left, Lumian took a different path and returned home without incident.

By the oven, Aurel, in a white apron, was busy.

"What are you doing?" Lumien asked curiously.

It's just over two hours before lunch.

Aurel tucked her dangling blonde hair behind her ears and said with a smile:

"Try making a new flavor of toast, rice toast."

"You don't have to bother so much......" Lumian was suddenly a little moved.

He thought that Auroel was trying to make himself eat better.

Oroel sneered:

"Where do you want to go, don't be so narcissistic, okay?

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

"Then why don't you love to go out and have more entertainment outside?" Lumian had always felt that Aureel was too concerned about the dangers that might come with being a wizard, so he often locked himself in his home.

Aurel turned her head sideways, glared at him, and said:

"Drinking and playing cards?

"Remember, I am the world, and I don't ask for anything else."

Lumian could understand the first half of the sentence, but he was at a loss for the rest of it:

"Huh?

"Can you explain what that means?"

Aurel glanced at him:

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

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

"Man is a synthesis of contradictions." Aurore turned her gaze back to the oven, "Don't you remember?" Sometimes I was very talkative, and I was especially willing to go out and listen to the old ladies and tell them stories, and sometimes I would go mad, and ride around the mountains with Madame de Pualis's horse, and gallop and shout loudly. ”

At that time, you shine like a rose bathed in morning dew, attracting people to approach, and stabbing people...... Lumian couldn't help but muttered in his heart.

Because of the mention of Madame Pualis, Lumian directly changed the subject:

"Aurel, uh, sister, I just heard a rumor about Madame Pualis."

"What?" Aurore did not hide her curiosity.

"She's a sorcerer and communicates with the spirits of the dead...... Lumian told her sister what Ava had said, as well as the anomalies she had noticed and the parish priest Guillaume. Bennet's words.

Aurore interrupted what she was doing and listened carefully to her brother's story.

Her expression was visibly solemn.

After Lumian finished speaking, Aurel smiled and comforted his brother:

"Don't worry too much, the three strangers must have come for something that the parish priest had done in private, and it was probably related to Madame Poalis.

"Don't mess with Madame Pualis for a while, I'll keep an eye on them.

"You go around the village a lot, and you get in touch with the outsiders to see if you can figure out what's going on, hehe, the lady who gave you the 'Scepter' card is more worthy of our attention.

"If the situation does deteriorate, we'll have to think about leaving the village of Cordu, well, we can prepare now."

"Okay." Lumian agrees with her sister's response.

After a pause, he asked with a little curiosity:

"Oror, if you really want to leave the village of Cordu, where are you going to settle down?"

"To Trier!" Aurore didn't hesitate.

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

"Why?" Although Lumian himself thought of Trier, he still casually asked.

- Every Intis wants to go to Trier.

In the eyes of the Triers, there are only two kinds of Intius: Triers and provincials.

Aurel said leisurely:

A prophet once said:

"As long as Trier remains, the joy of the world will endure." (Note 1)

Note 1: Adapted from, Nostradamus, "Hundred Poems"