Night has covered the land, stars dotted the sky, and the celebratory citizens of Santa Port have gone home, leaving behind the litter and the smell of alcohol in the air.

The festival is officially over, and tomorrow will start busy again.

Lumian drank until the bar closed before leaving, and when he came out, he seemed to be the only one left on the street with the sporadic gas lamps.

The air in the middle of the night was dyed with the coolness of the approaching winter, and with every breath Lumien, there was a refreshing feeling that soaked into his lungs, and the sound of the tide crashing on the shore in his ears made the night more peaceful and profound.

Lumien seemed to be drunk, as if he was in a better mood, and with his hands in his trouser pockets, he walked briskly past the garbage left behind by the celebrators.

No one saw it, and there was silence all around.

With that, Lumian walked back to the room he had rented with a fake ID.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Lugano standing in the living room, pacing back and forth.

"Haven't slept yet?" Lumien raised an eyebrow.

Lugano looked like he was recovering from a serious injury, and said with a complicated expression: "An hour ago, Noelia, the captain of the Battle Nun, came to you, not wearing leather armor, but wearing a very bright long dress, and her figure is really good....."

"And then?" Lumian asked amusedly.

Lugano replied enviously: "I said you weren't there, and she left with regret."

"But what does that have to do with you? Why haven't you fallen asleep for an entire hour?" Lumian scoffed.

Lugano coughed twice in embarrassment: "I just suddenly had the idea of thinking about my future, should I go back to Trier and continue my career as a doctor, or should I choose a different life?"

Lumian smiled, ignored the "doctor", washed up briefly, went back to his room, and fell asleep.

He had a dream, and all sorts of things that had happened in recent times had come into his dreams in a messy way, combining them into even more grotesque and bizarre stories.

At six o'clock in the morning, Lumian woke up on time, turned over and sat up.

His mind had already become clear, recalling the dream just now, Huo Ran found that he had missed a detail: if he didn't consider that there might be angels secretly watching this matter in the "Aurora Society", then the most important part of the entire sea prayer ceremony was that Amon used the altar in Milo Village to additionally and covertly attach the ability to "steal" his "lies".

Otherwise, when the energy channel of the spaceship is opened, the explosion of deep power will cause a certain reversal of the situation on the scene, and without the power of the sea, he will not be able to trap the "madwoman" with the authority of the "Governor of the Sea" and drag it until the "magician" lady arrives.

But Tianzun, as an existence standing at the top of the three divine paths of "soothsayer", "apprentice" and "thief", should have a very complete and deep understanding of the various abilities of the "thief" path, and should not imagine that there may be a "stealing" power from Amun hiding in the altar.

It is understandable that he did not tell "April Fool's Day" this knowledge, after all, it is only a consumable tool, and knowing too much will affect the determination and will to act, but it is unreasonable to directly cause the failure of the overall plan because of this matter.

Is Tianzun's intentions more than those on the surface, and a certain purpose has been achieved in secret, or has Amon and the person behind him done something in advance, causing a similar situation to occur?

If Amon had really been staring at the altar in Milo Village, last year's prayer for the sea ceremony would not have failed, and of course, the possibility that he wanted to see the "April Fool's Day" joke could not be ruled out.

But last year's "April Fool's Day" was allowed to do sabotage is understandable, and this year's easiest and most troublesome way should not be to quietly make the "Ring of the Queen of the Sea" complete in the "Honor the Ancestors" link? Then, looking at the "Salted Egg Superman" pretending to be the "Governor of the Sea", he was shocked and dazed to find that the sea festival ceremony was actually successful!

Why do you have to go around in such a big circle and do so many unnecessary things?

There's definitely something else in this that I haven't figured out......

Lumian rubbed his head and stepped out of bed.

It was not strange or surprising for him to realize what had just emerged, such a matter involving the existence of a high-level and high-level personality, if he could quickly figure out the truest purpose of each participant in each link, it would be abnormal.

Anyway, his goal has been achieved, and the dangerous black hole in the spaceship is still sealed, and the rest has nothing to do with him.

After jogging around Santa Harbor, which had not yet fully woken up, Lumian wrote to Ms. "The Magician" about the problem that had just come to mind.

At this time, Lugano, who had collected breakfast for Ludwig, also returned to the room.

Lumian thought for a while, took out a thousand gold and asked for it to the other party, and said in a gentle voice: "I have something to leave for a few days, you are responsible for taking care of Ludwig, and when I come back, this commission will be completely over."

When the time comes, Lumian plans to take a boat to the Southern Continent, doing some small intrigues along the way, spending some time, and trying to be ready for the last conspiracy to advance to Sequence 5 when he arrives at that destination in the Southern Continent.

Lugano didn't ask the employer where he was going, but just asked a little apprehensively: "This, will it be dangerous these days?"

"It's over." Lumian smiled and said, "If there is really any other danger, you will run to the Rich Order and seek protection, isn't this the scene you are looking forward to?"

Lugano smiled and reassured himself from his employer's attitude.

Santa Harbor is sunny, the food is delicious, the women are welcoming, and it would be nice to stay a few more days!

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A two-story stagecoach gallops through the countryside towns dotted with green meadows, towards the foot of the Pilaez Mountains.

Lumian kept the great adventurer Louis. Berry's appearance, sitting by the window of the stagecoach, quietly looking at the scenery that kept sweeping backwards outside:

In each green meadow there was a flock of sheep scattered like clouds, and shepherds walked about in trimmed robes that were easy to move;

They either live in shacks that they have built themselves, or they have small huts mounted on wheels that can move around the plains:

From time to time, nearby villagers tried to drive away those strangers who came from the field, and they either coped with them with a hippie smile, or bought them with money and materials;

Encountering determined locals, the shepherds from the mountain passes had to move to more wild places to face the prying eyes of wild wolves and other creatures.......

The scenes and events that had been told from the shepherds of the village of Cordu came to Lumien's eyes in the most visual way, and remained in his mind.

Two days later, the wagon arrived at the foot of the Pilaez Mountains and stopped in a small town just outside the pass.

Lumian changed into a black tweed coat and went into the mountain alone.

On the mountain beam, the cold wind gradually thickened, and there was almost no one walking in the wild.

Lumian walked through the mountains where the green was thin, on the paths trodden by shepherds and merchants, under a grey sky where no birds were flying, and there were no people or animals around but withered trees and sparse streams, and everywhere there was a desolation of winter.

In such loneliness and cold, it took him nearly three days to climb the Dariege Mountains step by step and walk to the small river outside the village of Koldu.

After rounding the tall woodland, Lumian saw at a glance the blood-colored pillar, which was not tall but gave the impression of a mountain.

As he stared, he heard footsteps in front of him.

It was a middle-aged man wearing a leather shirt and holding his hands together.

The middle-aged Lin Ren shivered a little in the cold wind and shouted: "Don't go any further, that village is gone!"

Lumian's gaze went beyond the forester and landed on the debris of buildings in the distance, either completely collapsed or burned.

After looking at it for a few seconds, he asked in a low voice, "What happened in that village?"

Seeing that the forest people glanced left and right, he lowered his voice and said: "It is said that I believe in the devil, and the people in the village are crazy, and they burned down the house and walked into the abyss."

"Look, would a normal village be like this?"

Lumien fell silent and did not speak for a long time.

Seeing this, the Lin people said sincerely: "Anyway, those old men asked me to prevent anyone from entering this village, saying that they would get bad luck and provoke the devil."

Lumian was silent and didn't ask anything more.

After looking at the strange and familiar ruins for a while, he turned away from the entrance of the village, and walked step by step to the nearest alpine meadow in the cold wind of Woola.

The grass has completely withered and been blown away by the wind, leaving behind only large expanses of brown soil.

Here Lumien looked at the ruins of the village of Cordu for a long time, found a hut left by the shepherds, and lay down in it.

He closed his eyes and remained motionless.

If only everything had been a dream.

When I woke up, the alpine meadows were still green, there were birds flying in the sky, the old tavern was full of farmers and herdsmen, my sister continued to urge me to study, Raymond and Ava and others were still worried about their future, and they didn't know what kind of life they would have......

The sun is still shining, but the weather is starting to get colder inside Santa Port.

Lumien suddenly appeared in front of Lugano and Ludwig.

"You're finally back!" Lugano blurted out as if he had seen a savior.

Ludwig's little kid's appetite had grown again, and the thousand gold riso was spent faster than expected!

In another week, if Lumien doesn't return, Lugano will have to consider whether to use his own money.

Don't let your child go hungry, it might eat people!

Lumian smiled: "The commission is over, I will pay you the balance now, and I will help you directly 'teleport' back to Trier, or will you take a boat by yourself, or go back over the Daliege Mountains?"

Lugano fell silent for a moment, seemingly struggling.

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