If Pons. Bene's entry into Naroca's house was to take her hair and nails with her, which means that Naroka most likely died at the hands of a relative, because Naroka has a good reputation as a pillar of the family, and is physically and mentally healthy, and is unlikely to commit suicide...... Lumian quickly came up with a series of speculations.

If Jona Rocca really died at the hands of a relative, then why?

Seeing that his brother was lost in thought and did not speak for a while, Aurel thought that he was frightened by "a man turning into a sheep" and "someone in the Berry family might die of murder", so he comforted him softly:

"It's serious, but it doesn't affect us yet.

"It seems that I have to reflect on it, always forbidding you access to real occult knowledge is easy to make you panic when you encounter something similar, and you don't know what to do, well, this world, in recent years, the frequency of extraordinary events is getting higher and higher, and I can't be by your side at all times, you will always grow up, and you will always have your own ...... life"

I never heard of a person who has to leave his family when he grows up...... Lumian retorted inwardly.

He could feel that because of the fact that man had become a sheep, Aurore had loosened his attitude towards occult knowledge.

With a little more effort, I can directly confess to her that I have become extraordinary...... Before Lumien could speak, Oroel had already decided:

"You go pack your bags now, and we'll leave Cordu at once at the invitation of Fiction Weekly.

"What a blessing for such a telegram at a critical moment, so that we can leave openly and without being doubted by anyone.

"Well, I'll tell you some real occult knowledge when no one is on the journey, but don't even think about becoming extraordinary, it's too dangerous."

It wasn't luck, it was the telegram that was taken after discovering the problem, and it was only in this cycle that I received a callback...... Lumian muttered silently, relieved that his sister was still the same decisive person.

Although he was not optimistic that his sibling would be able to leave the village of Cordur smoothly, or that it would break out of the cycle, he had to try.

"Uh, those three sheep, three people, not saved?" Lumian asked tentatively.

Aurore shook her head:

"This has the potential to trigger us and Pierre. Berry, and I'm not sure how strong he is, or how many helpers he has, it's too dangerous to save people blindly.

"Let's let the officials come, it's their responsibility, well, when we get to Daliege, buy the steam train tickets, and send an anonymous letter to the officials and let them deal with it."

"But what if they don't believe it?" Lumian asked deliberately.

Aurore smiled:

"In the occult, you are indeed illiterate.

"If we describe the fact that people have become sheep in our letters, they will naturally seek out professional divination, and even if they don't get any detailed revelations, they will be able to find that there is an anomaly in Kordu."

"I see." Lumian wasted no more time and went upstairs to pack his bags.

Not long after, the siblings each came down with a brown suitcase.

Aurel glanced out the door and said:

"Now go to Madame de Pualis, borrow a carriage from her, and get to Daliege as soon as possible."

From the village of Cordu to Liege, ordinary people have to walk for an afternoon, and Lumian, who is a "hunter", certainly does not need to, but in the eyes of Auror, he is not an extraordinary person.

After hesitating whether to take the opportunity to confess to his sister, and thinking that it was basically impossible to escape from the village of Cordu, it was better to take the opportunity to go to Madame Pualis's house to look for clues, and Lumian said "um":

"Okay."

He reached out and took her suitcase from his sister, and walked towards the door with two of them.

Aurel nodded with satisfaction and relief, and then said with a little confusion:

"You've gotten stronger, it's so easy to lift."

She subconsciously raised her right hand and rubbed the sides of her eyes, but by this time Lumien was already out the door, so she had to give up trying and follow quickly.

On the way to the administrator's residence, many villagers saw Aurel going out with his suitcase and inquired curiously.

Aurel, who has a valid reason, is very comfortable with this.

Lumian, on the other hand, made up seven or eight stories to deal with different villagers along the way.

What Oroel got the Legion of Honor Medal of Intis and wants to go to Trier to be honored, what he was specially recruited by the Higher Pedagogical College of Trier, and he can sign up now, what Aurel is bankrupt in stock speculation, and the creditor is about to come to the door, so he can only quickly flee to other places, and the villagers who have not heard much knowledge are stunned.

Thanks to Lumien's reputation, they all chose not to believe after coming to their senses.

Not long after, the siblings arrived in front of the black building that had been converted from an ancient castle.

Looking up at the two towers that rose high, Lumian smiled:

"I don't know what's in there, Auror, have you been in?"

"How could I possibly go to someone's house?" Aurel gave her brother a blank look.

Lumian muttered quietly:

"I thought Madame Pualis would invite you on a tour of the castle, aren't they the kind of people who like to show their guests around their great house and precious collections?"

"What's there to visit...... "Aurel's voice became lower the more she spoke, because she thought it would be of great help to her in describing the castle in her work, "Well, I'll talk about it later, and I don't know if I'll be able to go back to Cordur." ”

She then led Lumian through the purple garden to the castle gates.

After taking a few steps, Aurel slowed down, looked left and right a few times, and said suspiciously:

"The flowers in this garden bloom early......

The village of Koldu is located on the hill, and there is a plateau pasture nearby, and the first wave of spring is usually ushered in in mid to late April.

"Maybe Madame Pualis's gardener has a special method." Lumien thought of the lady as an extraordinary person in the abnormal way, and suspected that it had something to do with some transcendent phenomenon, but could not say so.

Aurore only sighed casually, and without thinking much about it, arrived at the castle with Lumian, where he was warmly received by Madame de Pualis.

The lady was dressed today in a long blue tunic dress, with the diamond necklace studded with gold still hanging from her chest, and her long brown hair half pulled up and half hung down, looking younger than usual.

She sat on the single sofa in the small living room, listened quietly to Aurore's request, and said with a shallow smile:

"No need to be so polite, we're friends."

Scold...... Lumian sneered inwardly.

How can anyone blindly introduce a marriage partner to a friend?

No sooner had he finished his silent taunt than he saw Madame Pualis looking at him, her bright brown eyes with a smile like water.

Lumian suddenly recalled the conversation with Madame Poualis in the last cycle, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

"Okay." Aurore looked helpless.

Every time she borrowed a carriage, she offered to pay for it, but Madame Poalis would have refused, so she usually brought the lady some gifts that were not expensive but not cheap, and at the same time gave the coachman a little tip.

While waiting for the coachman to prepare, Madame Pualis invited the siblings to a dessert made by their own chef.

Lumian tasted a muffin, looked around and said:

"What about Mr. Lund?"

Louis. Lund was the steward of the administrator Beost, and followed him from Dariege to the village of Cordu.

Lumian had the go-to to know that Madame Poualis was the mistress of the parish priest by having an affair with a woman in the village and quietly selling some of the castle's collections.

Whoever happened to bump into the parish priest and Madame Poalis cheating in the church, it was all a lie to the strangers!

At this point, Lumien is looking for Luis. Lund wanted to scold him, saying, "You sow raised, why didn't you tell me that Madame Poalis was a wizard?" ”

Mrs. Poalis said "hey":

"Louis is sick and resting in his room."

Sick? Lumian somehow felt that something might be wrong.

While his sister was chatting with Mrs. Pualis, he excused himself to go to the bathroom, went out of the small drawing-room, and went straight to the staircase.

The castle was large, and the administrators and their husbands did not bring many servants, and everywhere seemed empty, and in some places you could even hear echoes, which gave Lumian better conditions to sneak in.

Relying on his powerful senses, he easily avoided a manservant and a maid, and walked to the second floor with very light steps, and found Louis. Lund's room.

He didn't rush to knock on the door, turned his head sideways, and pressed his ear to the plank.

"Ahh

"Ahh

……

There was a male scream of pain in the room.

Really sick? Sounds serious...... After a moment's thought, Lumien walked to the side and opened the door to the other servants—the administrator Beost and Madame Prias lived on the third floor.

After flashing into the room, he gently closed the wooden door, took a few steps to the other side, and pushed open the glass window.

Lumian looked down, and when he saw that no one was there, he immediately folded his hands and flipped it out lightly, and "hung" it on the outer wall of the castle.

Immediately after, he leaped lightly, like a wild cat, and landed silently on the butler Louis. On the windowsill of Lund.

Then, standing on the edge of the glass window, Lumien leaned over and quietly looked into the room.

He saw Louis. Lund was lying naked on the bed, his belly bulging high, giving the impression that it was about to burst at any moment.

Seeing that the butler's black hair over forty years old was all wet with sweat, and his face was full of pain, hearing his miserable cries from time to time, Lumian couldn't help frowning:

What is this disease?

It's scary, and my belly can bulge so much......

At this point, Louis. Next to Lund's bed stood a woman in her forties.

She had brown hair and brown eyes, a good look, few wrinkles, and a long gray-white dress. Lund shouted:

"It's coming, it's coming."

What's fast? As soon as Lumian flashed such a thought, he heard a scream and saw Louis. Something was high in Lund's stomach somewhere.

Almost in the blink of an eye, it was broken, Louis. Lund's stomach is burst!

A small, bloody hand poked up.

"Raw! Raw! The woman shouted with joy.

She then leaned down and dismissed Louis. Lund carried a crumpled, dirty, bloody baby in his belly.

Lumian was stunned:

“……”