Lumien set his sights on Louis, who was sitting in the driver's seat. Lund, seeing him nod to himself.

Lumian took a deep breath, then walked over to the carriage and stooped into it.

He had understood what was going on: Madame Poalis, who was careful not to reply by letter, but hid around No. 9 Slate Street, waiting for Lumien to come and see the reply. This effectively avoids the risk of being followed and surrounded by the meeting place.

In the next second, a familiar figure met Lumian's eyes: she was dressed in a delicate pure black tunic dress, a slightly playful lady's small round hat, a hazy cape on her shoulders, sparse eyebrows, bright brown eyes, moist lips, brown hair half pulled and half draped, not very formal, but elegant temperament, clean and charming. It was none other than the wife of the magistrate of the village of Cordu - Pualis. Morality. Rockfort.

"Long time no see." Mrs. Pualis greeted with a smile, but her eyes were cold, and it felt like a chill had penetrated into the marrow.

Almost at the same time, Lumien noticed a change in the scene around him. He was no longer in the carriage and came out into the barren wilderness. There was nothing in front of him, and Mrs. Pualis was gone.

Just as Lumien looked around in astonishment, he saw a large, irregular shadow appear on the ground. He subconsciously looked up, and patches of brown feathers reflected in his eyes. Each feather was the size of his head, layered on top of each other to form a pair of wings that seemed to cover out the sky.

The wings belonged to Madame Pualis, and her body had grown massive, hanging high in the air, her feet curled in the shape of bird's claws, and her nails were sharp and glittering. A large, ethereal voice rang out, "You should be buried with the village of Kordu."

[In view of the general environment,

Lumi tightened in peace and pulled out his revolver as he turned around and ran towards the end of the wilderness. If there is some truth to the vision presented in the dream, then he can escape from the edge of this "other world".

Bang bang bang.

Lumian walked in a curve, firing bullets into the air, the only long-range attack he had at the moment.

Mrs. Pualis looked very large, but she was not bulky at all. The flapping of her wings brought a strong wind that affected her trajectory and allowed her to change positions flexibly. Immediately afterward, she let out a piercing scream.

The wilderness ground in front of Lumien rose abruptly, and the dirt slid down, revealing another behemoth. It was a giant python that seemed to have been dead for a short time, and most of its blue scales had fallen off, revealing rotting muscles and spiked bones.

Yellow pus and countless twisted filarial worms covered the python's entire body, giving it a strong, unbearable stench.

The python's eyes were scarlet, and in the sunken cracks of its eye sockets were translucent filarial worms that were frantically drilling in and out.

Its gaze fell condescendingly to Lumian, its mouth open to reveal its yellowed fangs, and it brushed the ground at the living man.

Luminian, dizzy from the stench, hurriedly pulled out a piece of drawing paper from the inside of his clothes and unfolded it. There was a round of brilliant golden red sun on it.

The surroundings suddenly became warmer, and the sky obscured by Madame Pualis seemed to be much brighter.

The long-dead python looked away from Lumian, as if unwilling to look at the sun.

But its attacks only slowed down and didn't stop.

Seizing this opportunity, Lumian turned around, grabbed the scroll, and ran in the other direction.

Seeing this, Lady Pualis, hovering in mid-air, opened her mouth and spat out a word full of evil that Lumian did not understand at all!

Lumian weakened a lot in an instant, and his running speed slowed down, as if he had a serious illness and had not yet recovered.

Immediately after, Madame Poalis threw up her head and let out a howl that was both terrible and painful.

At this moment, Lumian heard an illusory shattering sound.

It came from his soul, from his body. made his eyes darken, and he went straight into a near-death state.

If it weren't for the fact that "Hunter", "Provocateur", "Dancer" and "Dervishes" all strengthened his physical fitness in different ways, he would probably have died outright after being added to his weakened state.

With the last of his senses, and with the exaggerated pain, Lumian used the only strength he had left, he reached into his coat pocket with his left palm and touched Mr. K's fingers.

It was at this time that he felt a cool drop of rain falling, moistening his body and soul. The wound he had just suffered immediately healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the wilderness around him gradually became illusory until it was gone.

Lumien saw Mrs. Poalis sitting across the carriage. The lady's eyes were no longer cold, and there was a bit of mockery: "With this bit of strength, you want to find Guillaume." Bene's revenge?

"By the time I left the village of Cordu, he had received a new gift by driving out our followers of the Great Mother, and was already the equivalent of a Sequence 5 Life Hunter. After that, maybe I'll find a corresponding potion to take."

The attack was a test of my strength? Lumian was not at all surprised that the parish priest had the level of Sequence 5. After all, the number of contract abilities he possesses far exceeds the level of the person who is contracted, and he obviously does not have divinity, so there are only two possibilities left: Sequence 6 and Sequence 5.

Combined with the dream in Guillaume. Bene and himself, as well as his performance in battle with Lane, Leah, and Valentine, Lumian had long suspected that he was a Sequence 5 life hunter, and now he has been confirmed by Lady Pualis.

To his surprise, it seemed that it was possible for the recipients to take potions and gain additional abilities, but they had to choose the appropriate type.

Lumian thought for a moment and felt that this was normal: the extraordinary could also receive gifts, but there would be a lot of problems.

Lumian looked at Madame Pualis and replied in a calm tone, "I still have time to grow, and I still have a chance to become stronger. And Guillaume. Bennet had little hope of attaining divinity, as he did not believe in the three beings, including the Great Mother.

"I'll catch up with him in the shortest possible time."

What Lumian didn't say was that he still wanted to get more and stronger helpers, and Guillaume. Bene, as an evil god scroller, and a believer who has offended the Great Mother, will not find too many companions, and it should be dominated by the wild extraordinary, and the recipients who also believe in fate.

Madame Poalis chuckled, "It's a good thing to have confidence, and I like confident young people like you. Do you want to follow me in believing in the Great Mother? Then you will get extra help, and in addition to the power of potions, you will also be able to reap the blessings."

"I don't want to get pregnant and have a baby." Lumian tactfully rejected Madame Poalis's offer.

Mrs. Poalis smiled and said, "It seems that you have not experienced enough of the sacredness and preciousness of life, and the joy that the new birth gives us, and I have only truly understood it when I have given birth to children.

"You don't have to say no now, when you feel the greatness of your mother, you can come to me at any time."

Lumian didn't want to dwell on the "Great Mother" and diverted the topic: "I thought you were letting someone else have children, but I didn't expect you to give birth yourself."

Madame Poalis's face was covered with a maternal glow: "After becoming a 'banshee', you must also have a child yourself in order to be closer to the great mother."

It's hard to believe that you used to be a man...... Lumian almost didn't dare to look directly at Lady Pualis, and asked a random question, "Did your child die in the castle?"

"yes." Lady Poalis sighed, "Killed by his father's own hands. Unfortunately, he didn't know it was his child."

"Who?" Lumian blurted out.

Madame Poualis smiled, "Guillaume. Bene, haven't you ever bumped into us cheating? He didn't find out, but I knew you were hiding behind the altar, and I wondered if I wanted to invite you to participate."

I thought your affair was just a token of something...... Is there part of the truth in it? Lumian was stunned for a moment, and a few drawings flashed through his mind

Face: Madame Poualis and the parish priest are entangled naked;

Madame Poalis praised the parish priest for being rude, direct, and manly;

The parish priest intends to grieve Saint-Sisse.

Observing the change in his expression, Madame de Poualis smiled and said, "When I arrived in the village of Cordu, the first thing I did when I got acquainted with the environment was to seduce Guillaume. Bennet." He is a clergyman with real power, and is the only channel of communication between the village of Cordu and the Church of the Eternal Sun. If I can take him down and make him a follower of the Great Mother, combined with Beoster's identity, I will be able to truly develop the village of Cordu into my domain without being suspected by the outside world.

"It just so happened that I needed a child too, so I tried it with him, and it took a week to keep his bloodline as a follow-up. But after July and August last year, his attitude changed and he was no longer interested in the Great Mother. Unfortunately, I haven't had time for him to give me a baby and experience the beauty of life."

"Last July or August?" Lumian repeats the timeline.

Every year in May and June, the shepherds return to the mountains.

"Yes, I remember it very well." Mrs. Poalis chuckled softly, "Later, Louis. That idiot at Lund is still trying to ask him for help."

Lumian frowned and asked, "Why did the parish priest's attitude change suddenly?"

"I'm not sure, all I know is that during that time, some villagers were preaching horoscope heresies and were denounced to Guillaume. Bené, Guillaume. After Bennet interrogated those people, his attitude slowly changed." Madame Pualis's eyes are like the waters of a lake that reflects the sun.

"Who?" Lumien asked.

Mrs. Pualis smiled and replied, "Na Alaiza and they are all people you know."

Lumian was silent for a few seconds before he said, "Where and what were you doing when they attacked the castle?"

Pualis let out a brisk laugh, "You've finally asked. You must have guessed the answer, right?"

She looked at Lumian and smiled with a pained and twisted expression, "Aurel attacked me."