Lumien remembers the night he played the game of King's Cake and had several nightmares, each time dreaming of an old beige castle with many old blood stains on the surface and all sorts of bloody and crazy scenes inside.

Seeing that he was silent for a moment, Gardner. Martin added with a smile:

"As long as you remember to let Puiver pick first in something like a game of King's Cake, it's fine."

But in the past few days, I am not the same person I was some time ago, and I can really rely on the last choice to avoid the problem with my right hand eroded into the aura of the "Blood Emperor"? Lumian muttered silently:

"Yes, sir."

He asked instead:

"Where is Red Swanstein Castle?

He was going to have a chance to go and survey the site first, at least to find out where the nearest largest church was.

"The Elato district, close to the summer palace built by Russell the Great and the Forest of Silogne." Gardner. Martin replied simply.

The district of Erato is numbered 17, and during the Russell period, it was a suburb and a summer retreat for the princes and nobles, and now it is included in the city walls, and is one of the largest districts in Trier, also known as the barracks because it was the residence of several armies.

It is located to the northwest and has a national park, the Forest of Silogne, a convention center and a large arsenal, as well as the largest monastery of the Church of the Eternal Sun in Trier, the Abbey of the Sacred Heart.

Lumien recalled the map of Trier he had seen, nodded slightly:

"It's close to the plaza."

The summer residence of Russell the Great is not in the Erato district, but in the square district, between the forest of the West and the East of the Logne.

Gardner. Martin's gaze swept Lumien's left hand:

"What's hurt?"

Lumian smiled calmly:

"I recently explored the depths of the catacombs with a friend I met at a occult gathering, and I was slightly injured."

He felt that with the attention and importance of the "Iron Cross" to the underworld, there might be an arrangement of eyeliner around the tomb, and it would be better to put the lie somewhere else, for example, the "Curly Baboon Research Society" is also a occult gathering.

Gardner. Martin nodded with satisfaction:

"This kind of unnecessary exploration and adventure, and doing less in the future, will not give you the occult knowledge you want, nor will it allow you to harvest high-value items, only danger, danger, and danger."

Is the "Samaritan Woman's Spring" considered a high-value item? Lumian sneered, and agreed sincerely:

"Yes, sir."

If it weren't for the Lady of Justice's commission, he wouldn't have had the idea of going to the fourth level of the catacombs at all.

Now that there is no more, then maybe you will encounter some Amun's tomb again!

Farewell Gardner. After Martin, Lumian returned to Market Avenue in a public carriage.

With his back to the wall, his mind swirling with all sorts of thoughts, both to relax his mind and to look for questions that might have been overlooked.

As the horses moved and the wheels rolled forward, Lumian suddenly thought of a possibility:

'The Rose School' in Gardner. Will Martin calm down and look for others involved in the Shadow Tree incident after suffering another loss?

'Beatitude' just lost Charlotte. Calvino and High Priest Susanna. The two core members of Matisse, others are still there, such as the former manager of the old pigeon cage theater, Mai Pu. Meyer, for example, the 'actors' who played the heroine in the old pigeon cage and then eventually left......

"I don't know Suzanne either. Did Matisse reveal the details of the Shadow Tree to the members, and if so, they would know that the High Priest's real target was me, Charles. Dubois, or Lumian. Plum.....

"In that case, the 'Rose School' and the 'Blessed Society' will adjust their targets and start targeting me, which will be troublesome.....

"I'm so annoying, I really want to kill the people of the 'Rose School' and the 'Blessed Society'..."

Thinking of the end, affected by the various negative effects on his body, Lumian cursed in his heart, and then controlled himself again.

If it weren't for the fact that those "actors" were good at disguise and hid deeply, he would really consider killing all the members of the "Blessing Society" to eliminate hidden dangers.

He felt that the "torture" gloves should have a miraculous effect on these people who were so strong that they were deformed.

"Where can I find them?" Lumien fell into deep thought.

Just then, the public carriage arrived at the halfway point and a man came up.

The man was a young boy of seven or eight years old, dressed in a white shirt, a children's black suit and shorts of the same color, white socks and black shoes, with short yellow hair, resolute brown eyes, and a face with obvious baby fat.

Yo, isn't this Ludwig, the godson of Baron Briniere? Lumian was in a better mood and laughed.

Almost at the same time, Ludwig also saw him.

A hint of panic flashed in the little boy's resolute brown eyes, and he turned and stepped out of the carriage again.

He was still carrying the heavy-looking dark red hard school bag.

Running away from home again? Lumien smiled and stood up and got out of the bus early.

Near the stop sign, the figure of the little boy has disappeared.

Running quite fast........ Lumian made out the nearby footprints and chose a direction in a hurry.

Without having time to deal with the traces, it is almost impossible to get rid of the tracking of a "hunter"!

After following two streets, Lumien turned into a secluded alley, walked to the half-man-high broken barricade, and laughed:

"Come out."

Ludwig poked his immature face out from behind the barricades, and said with a little nervous resentment:

"You liar, don't come here!

"Come over again, I'll eat you!"

Lumian raised his right hand, touched his chin and said:

"Why did you run away from home again?"

Ludwig replied angrily:

"It's not the damn homework yet!"

"Yo, I'm swearing, I'm much better than last time." Lumian teased with a smile.

Last time, even if he didn't look at the inhuman appetite and eating habits, he would feel that the other party was abnormal, but now, he is more like a real child.

Thinking of this, Lumian directly said the conclusion:

"It proves that learning is still useful."

Ludwig was stunned and forgot to refute.

Lumian looked at him a few times, and said sincerely:

"You are not born with a high IQ, you are relatively stupid, if you don't read and write homework every day, take exams every once in a while, and slowly improve your thinking ability, I dare to guarantee that as long as you go out, you will be deceived by people like me, and you don't know how to fail."

Ludwig muttered to himself a little dazedly:

"Am I really improving? Reading and writing homework exams really help......."

It's not that you're born stupid, it's a broken brain, right? Is this believing? If you are thrown at the door of a "different" dance hall, I can't imagine what will happen to you....... While Lumian muttered in his heart, the smile on his face remained unchanged:

"Yes, if you feel that the burden is too heavy, you can communicate with Briniere, reduce the amount of homework, there is no need to run away from home, once you give up studying, you will become more and more stupid."

At this time, Lumian had only one thought:

This kind of obviously anomalous and brainless human or humanoid creature is better placed under the care of the Orthodox Church.

However, would the Church of the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom" be too arrogant to think that Baron Brienel could control such a guy who sees and eats?

This is running away twice!

If I hadn't met me every time, something would have happened a long time ago!

Ludwig was silent for a few seconds and said:

"Will you negotiate for me?"

"No problem." Lumian agreed without hesitation.

In this regard, he is definitely very experienced, always taking advantage of every opportunity to bargain with his sister.

"Then I'll trust you one more time." Ludwig hesitated for a moment, and then the little face made up his mind resolutely.

He then dug out the broken barricade.

Don't say that, if you say that, it will make me think of lying to you again..... Lumian muttered and led Ludwig to the nearest carriage stop.

On the way, he glanced at the little boy's dirty clothes and said:

"Do you have a change of clothes?"

"Nope." Ludwig shook his head.

Running away from home without spare clothes? Lumian asked amusedly:

"And what do you have in your bag, food?"

Ludwig shook his head again, very honestly.

Not food, not clothes...... Lumian looked at the dark red hard bag suspiciously:

"It can't be books and scrolls, right?"

"It's not ......," Ludwig suddenly shut his mouth.

What would that be? Lumian narrowed his eyes slightly.

At this time, Ludwig asked innocently:

"Is there anything to eat?"

"No, I'll eat when I get back to the market avenue." Lumian said mercilessly.

What are you kidding, how can I treat you to eat with my own money?

Ludwig sighed in disappointment and sniffed on his fingers, as if trying to take a bite.

Luckily, it was not far from Market Avenue, and after another stop, they arrived at their destination.

Lumian saw Baron Brignier at the door of the money lender, and the "gentleman" was relieved to see Ludwig's figure.

"It can't go on like this." Lumian scrambled before the other could speak, "Do you think I can meet him every time?" Cut his homework in half. ”

Baron Brinell weighed it slightly:

"Okay."

Ludwig interjected in a whisper:

"Add a dessert to it."

Seeing that the relationship between the godfather and the godson had recovered as before, Lumian waved goodbye and thought suspiciously:

"What did the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom do when it sent such an abnormal child to Trier?"

In the hills, in the town of Deep Valley, in front of an old gray and white house with only two floors.

From Celia. Valentine and Imre, who had received the brass key from Bello, stood behind Deacon Angoulême, their expressions a little solemn.

According to the results of the feedback of a seal, the brass key left behind by the mysterious client of the janitor's disappearance case points to this building.