After a few seconds, Lumian looked into Aurore's eyes and slowed down:

"How many days until Lent?"

He suspected that his sister was playing a reverse prank just now, but in all these years, he had never seen his sister show frivolity in important matters, and it was a critical juncture involving the existence and demise of the entire village, including his siblings.

Aurore looked her brother up and down a few times:

"Did you just make up for a nap and slept stupidly?

"Today is March 29, 1358, and there are still days to go before Lent."

March 29...... Lumian chewed on the date, and suddenly had a sense that I wasn't dreaming now.

He had already experienced the bloody celebration of Lent, which had a happy beginning and a bloody end, and had seen Ava's head be killed by the shepherd Pierre. Berry chopped it off with an axe, and blood spurted into the air......

Are you dreaming now, or are you dreaming before...... No matter which one is a dream, it's too real, right? Lumian couldn't find any trace of lying from his sister's face.

Of course, this can also be explained by Aurel's acting skills, but Lumian believes that Aurel is definitely not such a person.

In the past five years of getting along, there are countless details, and it is impossible for my sister to deceive him!

There are only two possibilities for Aurore to deceive him about the date:

One is that she was controlled by a parish priest or someone in the dark;

The second is that the matter has been solved perfectly, so she is in the mood to joke and prank.

If neither of these possibilities is true, then there is a high probability that she is telling the truth:

The clock is really back on March 29th, a few days before Lent.

With Lumian's common sense, this was obviously something that could not have happened and should not have happened in the real world, but his sister's attitude made him at a loss.

Gotta find a way to make sure...... Lumian struggled to recall his experiences during this time, and found that he could still remember most of the details, such as the March 29 of March when the Lent celebration was "successful", and Aurel was indeed wearing this light blue dress, and on this night, he also met three strangers, Leah, Lane, and Valentine, and took them to the church to catch the parish priest's traitor.

"What's wrong?" Aurel stretched out her right hand and shook it in front of her brother, who was inexplicably stunned.

Lumian came back to his senses and hurriedly said:

"Auror, it occurred to me that I had to get out of here.

"I'll be back soon!"

The best way to find out if it's really back to March 29 is to find Ava!

If she were still alive, Lumian would have to seriously consider whether or not to accept this incredible change.

Without waiting for Aurel to answer, Lumian walked around her and hurried to the door.

"Call sister! Don't miss the dinner! Aurel turned up her voice and admonished.

Out of his house, Lumian ran wildly towards Ava. Lizier's home, for fear that if it slowed down for a second, it would be overtaken by an unspeakable nightmare and completely swallowed up.

Along the way, he attracted the attention of many villagers, but no one stopped him and asked why, they were afraid that it was a prank that he directed and acted out and waited for them to fall for it.

Finally, Lumian arrived at his destination.

Ava's father, Guillaume. Lizier, a well-known shoemaker in the village of Cordu and in the mountainous region, came from a modest but not bad family, and lived in a half-floored gray-and-blue two-storey house, with a clearing behind him with grass and firewood and a goose coop.

At this time, it was close to dinner time, and several figures were busy in the kitchen of the Lizier house.

Lumian walked through the open door and walked straight inside, and saw Ava at a glance.

This brown-haired girl with aqua blue eyes, dressed in a long gray-white dress, was helping her mother prepare dinner, her hands and feet were neat, her eyes were bright, and she looked like a living person.

She's really not dead...... Lumian subconsciously looked at Ava's neck, trying to find the marks of stitches.

In one of Aurore's horror novels, there are sections where corpses are stitched together to pretend to be living people.

However, Ava's neck is slender and smooth, and there is not even a single scar.

"Lumian, what's the matter?" Guillaume the shoemaker sitting on a kitchen chair. Lizier spotted the uninvited guest.

His brown hair was unkempt, and he wore a slightly greasy brown-and-white apron in front of him, and he stood up unhurriedly and greeted Lumian.

Hearing her father's greeting, Ava stopped what she was doing, turned around in surprise, and looked at the door.

She then saw Lumian standing there stunned and dazed.

"What's the matter?" She asked.

Lumian snapped back to his senses, intending to make up a casual excuse for a perfunctory one.

Can come over to the shoemaker Guillaume. Lizier gave him an instant inspiration.

He pondered the following words:

"Uncle Guillaume, did Pierre of the Berry family order a pair of leather shoes from you?"

Lumian remembers very well that he and Raymond "will" meet the shepherd Pierre tomorrow morning. Berry, amazed that he had no regard for the sheep and hurried back to attend the Lent celebrations despite the dangers and hardships of the long journey.

And at that time, Pierre. Berry had put on a new, soft pair of leather shoes.

Unless you go to the finished shoe store in Dalege, it takes time to make a pair of leather shoes, which shows that Pierre. Berry has been back in the village for at least two or three days!

"How do you know?" Guillaume. Lizier was rather surprised, "Pierre. Berry had come back the other day, but no one in the village knew about it, and he told me not to tell anyone else. ”

Really...... Lumian made up the reasoning:

"I saw a man who looked like him and thought I was hallucinating.

"Because the man is wearing new leather shoes, I'll check with you."

"It's him." Guillaume. Lizier replied in the affirmative, "At that time he was still driving three or four sheep, which his employer had given him. ”

Isn't it early May that the sheep return to the village for shearing and milking? How do you put a few sheep back now? The plateau pasture is still in the forbidden grazing period...... The more Lumian thought about it, the more she felt that the shepherd Pierre. Berry's behavior was extremely unusual.

And his performance at the end of the celebration proved Lumien's judgment.

But Lumian had no way of knowing what he and the parish priests wanted to do, or what they had already done.

Thinking of this, Lumian said to Guillaume. Lizier and Ava laughed:

"I'm relieved that it's really him, I thought I drank so often that I had problems with my brain and eyes at the same time."

He then waved his hand at the Lizier family and said:

"Goodbye."

Out of Lizier's house, the smile on Lumian's face quickly settled.

He is now very sure that today is really March 29th.

Did I go back in time, or did I have a prophetic dream? Dreams can't be so real, real to the point that every detail has a ...... Lumien struggled to think as he walked.

Whether it's going back in time or preknowing dreams, he learned about it from Aurore's novels, and he never thought it would happen in reality.

On the way home, Lumien made a special detour to the square, to the side of the church of the "Eternal Sun".

The stained-glass window, which should have been completely shattered and even flew out, was embedded in the wall, and the map of the mission of St. Sith on the surface shone in the light of the setting sun.

Lumian watched this scene with great mixed feelings, and felt that all kinds of thoughts in his mind were rubbing together and almost emitting white smoke.

On the way back to the square, he saw a familiar figure coming out of the main entrance of the church.

It was the parish priest Guillaume, who had a slightly hooked nose and a majestic temperament, and wore a white gold-trimmed robe. Bene.

Lumi tightened in peace, her legs slightly apart, and her body arched slightly.

This is both a preparation for an attack and a prelude to a wild escape.

Guillaume. Bennet glanced at him and nodded expressionlessly:

"Come and pray again tomorrow."

Belch...... That's right, on the evening of March 29th, he hasn't been caught and raped by me, he hasn't torn his face with me, and he doesn't have any worries that his secret plot is about to be exposed...... Thinking of this, Lumian instinctively reacted.

He straightened up, stretched out his arms, and said:

"Praise the sun!"

"Praise the sun!" Guillaume. Bennet returned in the same pose.

After leaving the village square, Lumian habitually reflected on what had just happened.

Suddenly, he discovers a point that he had previously overlooked because he was shocked by the "time lapse".

His supernatural abilities are still there!

He is still a "hunter"!

Whether it was the fact that he didn't catch his breath when he rushed to Lizier's house, or the reaction that he put on the best posture when facing the priest of the parish, it all showed that his physical fitness and corresponding state were far better than before taking the potion!

Lumian made his judgment from this:

The previous experience was not a prophetic dream!

He's already an Extraordinaire in Sequence 9!

Try to enter that special dream at night to see if you can still enter and if there is any change...... Lumian quickly had a plan for the next step.

Back at home, he pretended to be casual and shared dinner with his sister Auror.

Because his younger brother often gets into trouble, and he doesn't want to let himself help with the aftermath every time, he has similar behaviors from time to time, so Aurore saw it in his eyes and didn't ask much.

After washing the dishes and cleaning up the kitchen, Lumian said hello to his sister and headed straight for the old tavern.

He wanted to make sure that the strangers who didn't belong to the village of Kordu would show up.

Entering the old tavern, Lumian sat down at the bar and met with the owner and bartender Maurice. Bene, skinny middle-aged man Pierre. Guillaume and the others said hello separately.

"A glass of sour." He said familiarly.

Sour wine refers to the bad cider, which is only more expensive than some beers in taverns and is often sold on the streets of the city.

"Miserly boy, don't you like the pain of absinthe?" Morris. Bennet muttered.

"Will you please me for a drink?" Lumian spoke familiar words.

It gave him a sense of trance.

Morris. Bene immediately stopped talking, poured a glass of sour wine, and pushed it to Lumian.

Lumian took a sip of his drink as he waited.

It didn't take long for him to hear a tinkling sound.

He looked back and saw Ryan in a rudimentary dark bowler hat, a brown tweed top, and light yellow trousers.

And it was Lia who caught the eye of almost all the men in the old tavern, wearing a white unpleated cashmere tight skirt with a small off-white coat and Marcel boots, with two small silver bells tied to the boots and the veil that served as a turban.

Similarly, Valentine wears a white waistcoat, a blue tweed jacket, and black trousers, and her yellow hair is covered with a touch of powder.

The three of them walked to the bar in a series of gazes, and sat down next to Lumian in turn.

A glass of Dalezh red wine, a glass of rye beer, a glass of "spicy mouth...... Lumian didn't look up, and said silently in his heart.

Ryan took off his top hat and set it aside, then turned to Maurice. Bennet Road:

"A glass of Dalezh red wine, a glass of rye beer, a glass of 'spicy heart'."

Hearing this, Lumian let out a long sigh.

"What's wrong?" Ryan looked sideways at him.

He took a sour sip and said in a deep voice:

"I'm a loser and hardly pay much attention to whether the sun is shining or not because I don't have time to ......"