Wounded? Wounded by that humanoid lizard? Lumian listened to Lugano's judgment and made a random guess.

At this time, he was standing beside the carriage, his eyes naturally surveying the situation around the mansion of the "Governor of the Sea".

It is very close to the wharf of the fishing village, you can see the boats sailing to the depths of the sea and a few fishing nets fixed to the reef, and at the entrance of the nearby houses, many women process the seafood they have caught before and make it into salted fish and dried meat, etc., and the children run around the roads of the village, playing very childish different games.

This is not the same scenery as the village of Cordu, but the hidden essence is very similar.

In front of the residence of the "Governor of the Sea" is a square with a large area, where Lumien and the others are standing, waiting for the old lady Marta, Ruvio. Paco they came out.

A few children ran to the place, occupied a corner, laid down a lot of shells, and played a game-playing game.

The eldest of them wore a linen shirt and shouted, "I am the Governor of the Sea!"

"I'm a guard!" I'm a mom. The other children responded.

The youngest one bounced and asked, "What about me?" What about me?"

The kid who played the role of the "Governor of the Sea" thought for a moment and said, "You should be a child of the sea."

What is it? Lumian didn't look there, but he listened intently to what the children were discussing.

These little guys really don't know what many terms and things represent, but it is precisely because of this that they will not have any sense of secrecy, and the adults of Milo Village will not be particularly wary of such young children, and some information may be revealed between words, which will be remembered by them and reflected in daily games.

One of the keys to Lumien's ability to grasp the secrets of many families in Cordu Village was to tease the children and play games, and then they would "share" many things in the family from their own perspective and understanding.

After listening to the children's discussion for a while, and silently calculating the time, Lumian pressed the golden straw hat on his head and walked straight to the door of the "Governor of the Sea" mansion.

Lugano was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly followed.

At the door of the building, which looked like a church and a place of worship, two "guards" in brown-and-green shirts and trousers, each with a rifle, looked at Lumian.

"Stop!" Guards," shouted loudly.

Lumian continued on his own way, casually saying in Intis, "I don't understand what you're saying."

With a sweep of the floor, the two "guards" raised their rifles and aimed at the outsider in a golden straw hat.

Lugano hurriedly translated: "They won't let you in."

Lumian ignored his guide, not picking up speed but not slowing down as he approached the white-on-gray brick building.

A hint of coldness flashed in the blue eyes of the two "guards", and their fingers pressed the trigger.

At this moment, the outsider in the golden straw hat disappeared in their eyes.

Disappeared into the shadow of the Governor's Mansion illuminated by the sun.

In the next second, behind them, Lumian's figure grew out of a shadow in the foyer and continued to walk forward.

It's like the distance in between has been erased.

The two "guards" were sensitive to their senses and quickly turned around and looked behind them, but by this time, Lumian had fully entered the building and left the foyer.

Lugano stood outside, not sure whether to take the risk of keeping up, acting as a translator, or keeping himself safe first.

After passing through the foyer, Lumian Huoran found that the space in front of him became deep, and the dome that was only a dozen meters high gave people a feeling that it could never be reached, and there were all kinds of reliefs on the water-blue walls around him, they were not the usual statues of angels, saints and other religious elements, but those things in the sea, there were starfish, corals, and many fish, lobsters and crabs.

Almost at the same time, Lumian felt the reliefs come to life, casting a dangerous stare at him.

No, it's not that they're alive, it's that the building is suspiciously alive, instinctively repelling unwanted intruders and exerting layers of pressure.

Lumian's steps suddenly became heavy, like carrying hundreds of kilograms of grain on his back.

Within his field of vision, Marta, the old grandmother of the Paco family, knelt on the ground with her legs crossed. Paco stood a little farther away, and the two maids were also kneeling, but with their backs turned to the foyer, as if they did not dare to look at some great man.

Directly opposite the high dome was a "carpet" made of fishskin, on which lay a young man dressed in a retro white robe, with his upper body propped up on his elbows, and looked quietly at the kneeling Marta.

On the "carpet" were four beautiful girls, all dressed in long gaudy dresses, one kneeling behind the young man and acting as his pillow, one slowly peeling the late-ripening grapes and bringing the crystal clear flesh to the young man's mouth, and the other two holding trays of wine, food, and towels, each standing on one side, with a visibly bulging belly and a radiant motherhood.

The young man seemed a little alarmed when he saw Lumian enter, and he sat up completely upright and leaned completely into the arms of the girl behind him.

Ruvio sensed the anomaly, turned around, and saw Louis, the great adventurer he had hired. Berry.

His pupils dilated slightly, and he hurriedly said in Intis, "Why did you come in?"

Lumian stopped and smiled: "I'm an adventurer with a lot of work ethic, you've been in it for too long, I'm worried about accidents."

As he spoke, he felt that different parts of the building seemed to have eyes on him, with a sense of danger.

Ruvio was silent for a moment and said, "Don't worry, you just go outside and wait for us to come out."

"Okay." Lumian laughed, turned around, and walked slowly to the foyer.

He behaved as if those dangerous gazes didn't exist.

Back in the foyer, he was greeted by the two "guards" and their rifles.

Lumian didn't even look at them, and walked over to them.

The expressions of the two "guards" changed a few times, but in the end, they did not fire, and allowed Lumian to leave the mansion of the "Governor of the Sea".

Lugano breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he should not be chased by the people of Milo.

Although he was an extraordinary man, he was still a little scared when faced with soldiers with guns, and there were more than one.

He glanced at Lumian, not daring to ask his employer why he had to break in.

Lumian sat down next to the coachman again, tucking his legs up, one tucked up and the other erect to rest his right arm.

Nearly ten minutes later, Ruvio. Paco and his mother, Marta, who was being held in her arms, stepped out of the church-like building.

Ruvio gave Lumian a deep look and said, "Let's go, the 'Governor of the Sea' has agreed to my mother's treatment in the church."

That young man is the current "Governor of the Sea"? He looks weak and acts very panicked, what can he use to shelter the fishermen and maritime merchants of Santa Harbor for a year? Or is he incapable of his own but has a special symbol?

Or was it because of last year's April Fool's Day prank that the "Governor of the Sea" failed to receive the gift and appointment of the sea, but the members of the Fisheries Guild concealed the incident for fear of causing panic and still treated him as the real "Governor of the Sea"? He must have known what was going on....... Lumien nodded thoughtfully.

He smiled and asked Ruvio in Intij, "Is that thanks to the love of the Mother Goddess, or to the permission of the Governor?"

Ruvio did not respond and followed his mother, Marta, into the carriage.

Lugano quickly sat down on the other side of the coachman, watched the horses make a small half-circle, turned around, and gradually moved away from the mansion of the "Governor of the Sea".

Call....... Lugano said with heartfelt emotion: "This commission doesn't seem to be dangerous...."

Except for the fact that the employer had to break into the mansion of the "Governor of the Sea", there were no surprises.

Lumian laughed and said, "That's because I'm here."

"If it were just you, the watchers hiding in the shadows might have already found you."

Lugano was silent, and then saw his employer point to the mansion of the "Governor of the Sea", which looked more like a church, and uttered a word-by-word passage in the highland language: "Blow up, will, how?"

Lugano shuddered at this, and his hairs stood on end.

He looked at the stunned coachman and exhorted his employer in Indisian: "You will be hunted down by the whole Santa Harbor."

Lumian smiled, looked away, and said nothing more.

It was only then that Lugano suddenly woke up: the employer was tempting!

Otherwise, why did he have to say that sentence in the highland language that he hadn't yet learned?

This is to test the reaction of the coachman and Mrs. Marta in the car!

Lumien listened intently to the conversation between Marta and Ruvio, and noticed that the mother and son barely spoke in the carriage, and remained silent for a long time.

Of course, this could also be due to Marta's poor physical condition and only occasionally moaning in pain.

The carriage was moving in the direction of leaving the village of Milo, when suddenly the coachman pulled the reins and stopped the two horses.

This was because an old man with a black cane appeared in front of the vehicle.

His hair is dark and white, his eyes are as blue as the sea, he wears the usual fishermen's clothes in Milo Village, and his face is wrinkled so deeply that it seems to be able to trap mosquitoes.

"Mr. Oro......," the driver whispered, his expression visibly tense, and he didn't know what to do with his hands and feet.

Juan. Oro? The president of the Fisheries Guild and the former head of Milo Village? Lumian changed his body's posture with some realization.

Juan. Oro was supported by a young man who resembled him, and with the help of a cane, he slowly approached the carriage of the Paco family.

Neither Ruvio nor Marta in the carriage spoke.

At this moment, Juan. Oro had an extra revolver on his forehead, and the cold muzzle of the gun was directly against his flesh.

Lumian raised his chin slightly, looked at the president of the Fishermen's Guild, and asked calmly in Intis, "Who gave you permission to approach this carriage?"