Listening to the orders of the "Governor of the Sea" is better than the fear of the church....... the "Mother Earth" church doesn't care much....... Lumian didn't ask questions, and bowed slightly: "I can take this commission, and I don't need any payment, but I have a request."

"What requirements?" Ruvio asked cautiously.

Lumian smiled: "I came here to see the sea prayer ceremony, but I heard that only a few people can participate and watch the two core parts, I want to have such an opportunity."

Ruvio was silent for a long time.

Seeing this, Qiao Jiya couldn't hold back her curiosity, and asked her husband in highland about the content of the communication she had just communicated and the questions that made him embarrassed.

Lugano took the opportunity to lean up to Lumien's side and picked up the highlights to relay what the couple were discussing.

Hearing that they had seriously considered whether or not to pretend to be sailors and board the special sacrificial ship, Lumian's eyebrows moved imperceptibly.

Ruvio. Is Paco really willing to promise me?

I just offered an outrageous price first to see if I could squeeze out some details of the sea prayer ceremony, and I never thought that I would have to blackmail the employer with just such a seemingly simple task, and really participate in the last two links of the sea prayer ceremony!

That's a thousand-year-old secret that the Fisheries Guild has guarded, and it's the source of their power and prestige!

In the flash of thought, Lumian deeply suspected that the commission to send Madame Marta to the village of Milo to meet the current "Governor of the Sea" was a very high risk, and it could not be done by just finding an extraordinary person. Paco didn't want to give up on Louis, the great adventurer who had proven himself. Berry.

But where is the danger? This is Santa Harbor, not those islands in the sea, nor those remote towns in the southern continent, how can anyone dare to attack me in the street during the day, not afraid of being captured by the fighting nuns and made into land fertilizer? The power of a Orthodox Church must not be underestimated!

"Unless, with the special ability of 'Loki', he can kill me unnoticed by everyone on the busy streets, or the Holy One with the divine nature himself will take action to settle the battle before the Church of Mother Earth God reacts...... But it's not such an exaggeration, such a thing ......" Lumian thought about it, and Ruvio and Giorgia discussed the result.

The former said to Lumian: "I can't let you participate in the last two parts of the sea prayer ceremony, this is a desecration of the sea, and the people and families involved will be expelled from Santa Port."

"But I can let you hide in the village of Milo in advance and watch the old performances of the village during the vigil."

In other words, you can't see the vigil directly, but you can enjoy a folklore performance that goes along with the vigil? Did "Salted Egg Superman", "Bard" and "Mad Woman" also get closer to the core of the sea prayer ceremony in this way, completing the most crucial part of the prank? Seeing that Ruvio had made the greatest concessions and no longer "insisted", Lumian said with a smile: "Deal."

Without waiting for the other party to respond, he "kindly" proposed: "Send Madame Marta to Milo Village today, right?" Illness can't be delayed, and if you can treat it as soon as possible, treat it as soon as possible. ”

Ruvio hesitated, and said after a few seconds: "My mother has fallen asleep, she has been sleeping a lot lately, forcibly waking her up will affect her body and spirit, how about tomorrow morning?"

Is this a bit of preparation to be done in advance? Lumian nodded thoughtfully, "No problem."

He glanced at Lugano next to him, and said in his heart:

"Mr. Ruvio, my translator is actually a very good doctor, and he does not believe in the 'Mother Earth Goddess', nor does he belong to any church, if he treats your mother, he should not need to ask the permission of the 'Governor of the Sea' in advance."

Lumian accented the word physician.

Ruvio. Paco barely thought about it, and just shook his head and said, "We trust the church's physicians more."

"My mother is my most important loved one, and I don't want her to take any unnecessary risks."

What he meant was that I couldn't be sure of your translation, and I couldn't use the old grandmother of the Paco family as a test subject.

Lumien himself was actually looking forward to sending Madame Marta to the village of Milo, because that would mean that he might meet the current "Governor of the Sea" and have a chance to learn something, and he had just proposed that Lugano treat the old grandmother was just a test for Ruvio.

As a result of the temptation, there are still many secrets in this matter!

After agreeing to escort Madame Marta and her maid to the "Governor of the Sea" at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, Lumian took Ludwig and Lugano out of the main house at 21 rue Santa Lana, and Giorgia escorted them all the way to the door.

Lumian said casually, "Does the Governor of the Sea have to live in Milo Village?"

Giorgia, who had received Lugano's translation, bowed her head lightly and said, "The Governor of the Sea's 'has to live in the building where the vigil takes place every night, and he can move freely during the day, but he can't leave the port of Santa."

The building where the vigil took place? The essence of the vigil is that the quasi-"Governor of the Sea" enters the mansion to replace the former "Governor of the Sea" and wait for the official appointment of the "Governor of the Sea" the next day? Lumian combined his occult knowledge to speculate.

He smiled and asked, "What are the benefits of being the 'Governor of the Sea'?"

After listening to the translation, Qiao Jiya was silent for a few seconds and said: "In the people related to the fishing industry, in the eyes of many maritime merchants, that is the real governor."

She didn't answer Lumian's question directly, just gave a hint.

Lumien nodded slightly, didn't ask any more questions, and walked out of the iron fence gate with Ludwig and Lugano.

After taking a few steps along the wooded avenue, he suddenly looked up and looked high to the side.

There stood a starling with gray feathers on a branch.

Lumian retracted his gaze and continued on until he boarded a cab parked on the side of the road.

After a while, the starling flapped his wings and flew up, circled a few times, and then circled to a house two blocks away, and flew into the open window.

It landed on the forearm of a middle-aged man, and said in a round, highland language: "Louie. Berry is at Paco's house again!"

"Nearly two quarters of an hour!"

The middle-aged man was dusty, with an ordinary appearance and messy brown hair, looking like a farmer in the suburbs.

He fed the starling a few homemade grains of rice and said, "You go and observe again, and look at Ruvio. Paco and Giorgia will not go out today. ”

When the starling flew out of the window, the middle-aged man exhaled and turned around.

Suddenly, his eyes froze, and he saw a man sitting in the only chair!

The man had black hair and green eyes, and was wearing a white shirt, black waistcoat, dark trousers, and a golden straw hat.

Louis. Berry!

The Great Adventurer Louis. Berry!

The middle-aged man's back was slightly arched, and his feet were slightly separated to the sides, but he didn't make any other movements.

Lumian leaned back in his chair and chatted in Intian as if he had been invited to come in:

"What are you letting your bird watch?"

The middle-aged man was silent for a moment, and spoke in an awkward manner: "Look at who is in and out of Paco's house, and see if there is any change there."

"Honest." Lumian nodded approvingly, "Who told you to do it." ”

He was glad that the other party knew a little Intisi, otherwise he would have had to rely on key words to communicate or catch it back for Lugano to translate.

"Juan. Oro. The middle-aged man replied without hesitation.

Juan. The president of the Oro ....... Fisheries Guild and the former head of the village of Milo? Lumian smiled and said, "You are so frank."

The middle-aged man reluctantly smiled and said, "I don't think I'm better than the 'Devil Wizard' and can beat you."

"Yes, people who can recognize the situation and themselves can live longer." Lumián crossed his right foot to his left leg, "Juan. Why is Oro monitoring the Paco family?"

"I don't know, I don't need to know, I just need to pass on what I see and I'll get paid." The middle-aged man's face was sincere.

Lumian stared at him for a few seconds and said, "You sent that little monster last night?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment and said, "What little monster?"

"What happened last night?"

Lumian chuckled and stood up, unexplained.

"What's your name?" He asked, as he walked to the door.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment and replied truthfully, "Sanchez."

Lumien opened the door and walked out, disappearing before Sanchez's eyes.

Upon returning to the Solo Inn, Lumien saw a folded piece of stationery on the desk in the master bedroom.

He unfolded it skillfully, and unsurprisingly saw the handwriting of the "magician" lady: "You can tell 'Grail II' about those things, but don't go into too much detail."

"I didn't explain the sound you heard and the fragments of civilization you saw, because it's still too high for you, you just need to remember that in ancient ruins like Trier in the Quaternary Age, don't listen and look around, and remind your 'wizard' friends that it's okay to listen to the indoctrination of the 'Hidden Sage' once in a while, but don't really believe in him, his current state is also not right."

After Lumian burned the paper, he thought about it and decided to "teleport" directly back to Trier, telling Franca in person, lest there be any accidents and there would be no time to rescue.

Trier, parish of memorial, 9 rue Orosse, inside apartment 702.

As Lumian sketched out, Franka and Janna were looking through a pile of ancient materials that had been collected from nowhere.

"Hey, aren't you going to 'teleport' out the door and knock on the door? It's scary to appear like this!" Franka almost tightened the invisible "spider silk" that had been arranged in the room for a long time.

Lumien laughed and said, "With the inspiration of the 'witch', what is the difference between me 'teleporting' outside the door and 'teleporting' to the living room?"

"Why did you come back all of a sudden?" Franka paused and said, "Lady Magician said you could tell me about that?"

"What's the matter?" Jana asked with a blank look on her face.

She stood up and made a gesture to avoid.

"Yes." Lumian responds to Franca's question, but doesn't stop Jayna from leaving.

Seeing this, Franka also did not.

It wasn't until Janna entered her bedroom that Lumian said to Franca, "When they were exchanging wilderness dreams, I thought of the sounds I heard and saw in Trilne in the Fourth Age, which had something to do with the 'Celestial Master'!"