Under normal circumstances, dark gray eyes are not a detail that pays attention to attention, this kind of eye color is rare in Intis, and it is not uncommon in places such as the Kingdom of Rune, but Franka keenly feels that there is some key information hidden in them: Moran. Avini is suspected of being a "Man in the Mirror", and "Black Witch" Clarisse is tracking down a "Man in the Mirror", and she is a demigod of the "Witch" pathway closely related to the "World in the Mirror", and as a result, they all have dark gray eyes that are not popular.

Isn't that a coincidence?

"What's wrong?" Jana asked with concern when she saw Franka.

Franka pondered for a few seconds and said that the "Black Witch" had Moran. Avini said at the end of the same color in his eyes: "The 'people in the mirror' we met before did not have this characteristic."

"Only a special 'man in the mirror'?" The Black Witch is also the Man in the Mirror?" Jaanna guessed in a divergent way.

"Impossible." Franka subconsciously denied, "She also asked me to investigate the 'Man in the Mirror'....... Well, it's not impossible, have we seen less stories of thieves calling the police to catch thieves?"

Anthony thought for a moment and said:

"Could it be a symbol that has been polluted by the 'primordial witch' in the mirror? A special 'person in the mirror' who has reached a certain level will have such a pupil color, and the same is true for a 'witch' who has become a demigod and has been polluted?"

"No, Moran. Avini was supposed to have dark gray eyes, and it was not suspected that the 'man in the mirror' who replaced him could not have changed the color of his eyes. Franka thought about it and began to reason, "In other words, the 'Black Witch' and the original Moran. Avigni belongs to the same family? I thought she belonged to the Sauron family, Browns. Sauron's elders, otherwise they wouldn't have cultivated such a stupid witch, and now it seems that it is not ......"

"Not necessarily." Franka and Jaanna said in unison.

Everyone has a patrilineal and a matrilineal family, and being the Sauron family doesn't mean it's not the dark gray-eyed family!

Franca hesitated for a few seconds and said, "I haven't reported the progress of the investigation of the 'Man in the Mirror' to the 'Black Witch' for a long time, so I happened to visit her this week and talk about Moran. Avini's thing. ”

"Be careful." Jane reminded herself.

The corners of Franca's mouth curled up, and she said with a bright smile: "Don't worry, she asked me to investigate the 'man in the mirror', and she should have an estimate of the possible development. Avigny has a deep connection, and maybe we'll see something happen to the Minister of Industry later, if not, just ask her for help!"

On the island of Khanty, Lumian walked through the streets at night, blowing the sea breeze that had faded from the heat, and leisurely returned to the "Berry".

With his hands in his pockets and his mind very active, he began to sort out the various legends and stories he had just collected, trying to find clues to the devil.

Had it not been for the Lady "Magician" telling him to be careful, and if it had not been for Napoledisley not giving the full name and identity of the so-called Devil's Descendant, Lumian would have thrown himself as bait - in that case, he would have flaunted his malice, devised a plan that could have succeeded, touched the devil's foreknowledge of danger, and let it come to the door to eradicate the hidden danger, and what would have awaited it would have been a hidden trap.

"It's been a hundred or two hundred years, and there are not a few adventurers who have come to investigate the legend of the devil, and the church of 'Mother Earth God' should also be trying its best to erase the remaining problems, but the result is still fruitless, and it is not realistic for the devil to really rely on conventional methods to find out.

"Think about it from another angle, why does the devil have to hide in the island of Khanty?

"It's all cleaned up once by the Mother Earth God Church, so why risk staying?

"If it were me, I would have settled somewhere else a long time ago, and as a devil, where can't I survive?

"If you really want to feel that you are a high-IQ criminal, a real 'criminal', you should be tired of laughing at the clergy of the 'Mother Earth God' Church in this way.......

"Is there a reason why it's stuck on the island of Khanty?

"Sealed to some extent? Or maybe there's something very important buried on the island that can't be moved?

"That valley of burning sulphur flames?

"Also, the devil can live for hundreds of years, but ordinary people can't, and the devil really wants to hide in a human town, and he has to change his identity every few decades, which may leave clues.

"Khante Island is one of the transit ports of the north-south mainland trade route, there are many foreign settlers, the devil can easily fabricate a new identity, but how to leave the original identity naturally?

"The inhabitants here are all believers in the 'Mother Earth Goddess', and after death they will inevitably be sent to the church for consolation, does a devil have the courage to pretend to be dead to accept the gaze of the 'Mother Earth Goddess' and the washing of holy water?

"Well, disappearance, disappearance is the best way to deal with it, whether it is going out to sea on an adventure or going missing in the forest, it can effectively avoid the corresponding problems.

"Every year, people go missing in the forest outside the city....... the devil deliberately creates part of the accident to hide his 'death' in the middle?" Lumian's thoughts raced, and he gradually began to have some reasoning and speculation.

This is also a tempering of the abilities of the "conspirators" and a way to digest potions.

He had a rather vague idea of the whole thing:

"If you want to find the devil hiding among humans, you must find the mysterious valley where the sulfur flames are burning in the depths of the forest, and if you want to find out the secret of the valley, you have to use the devil, and these two things are likely to be linked and cannot be separated."

For tomorrow's investigation, Lumian has a rough plan: "Go around the forest first, use the ability of the 'hunter' to find the remains of the previous missing, and if you can find one or two, and they still have a little edible tissue left, bring them back to Ludwig, and see who the deceased saw last."

"In this process, on the premise of not alarming the clergy of the 'Mother Earth God' Church, leaning deeper into the island to see if there is an abnormality, and if so, what kind of abnormality... …”

During a leisurely walk, Lumian suddenly looked up and saw the stars in the sky obscured by dark clouds.

The torrential rain fell in an instant.

Drops of rain splashed in front of Lumien, and without an umbrella, he had to flash under the eaves of a three-story building on the side of the street, hide outside a café whose lights had long been out, and wait for the rainstorm to end without any mood swings.

The few pedestrians on the road all spread out their umbrellas.

Lumian couldn't help but laugh, remembering the common descriptions of the islands in the Wild Sea in the guidebook: the climate is changing drastically, and remember to bring an umbrella or hat when you go out.

Clearly, Lumian didn't heed the reminder.

He was not in a hurry, just leaning his back against the wall between the two glass windows of the café, quietly watching the rain drip in a line, and watching the late returnees walk deeper and shallow feet into different streets.

The sound of the rain drowned out all the movement, and the white mist obscured most of the view, making Lumian feel like he was in another world.

Looking at such a scene, Lumian recalled the events of his previous wanderings:

The wanderer often does not predict what the weather will bring, and it is difficult for him to go to the church and other places in advance to take shelter, so he will occasionally huddle in some sheltered corner of the street as he is now, looking at the rain curtain with fear, worry, anxiety, and depression, praying that no other homeless person will compete for temporary shelter.

And now, his mood is completely different.

The torrential rain of the Tempest Sea came and went down quickly, and in less than two quarters of an hour there was only the stagnant water that had not yet drained the streets.

Lumian chuckled, put his hands back in his trouser pockets, and walked down the wet street to the harbor and boarded the Berry.

As soon as he pushed the door open, Lumien saw Lugano wiping Ludwig's dripping hair with a dry, fluffy towel, and he himself looked like he had fallen into the water.

"Don't have an umbrella?" Lumian asked with a smile.

Lugano replied awkwardly:

"I thought I was a 'cultivator' and could predict the change of the weather in advance, so I led Ludwig to the street to buy supper without an umbrella, he said that he didn't want to eat cakes and cookies tonight, hey, who knows, I predicted a heavy rain, but it only took a few tens of seconds for the rain to fall, and I wanted to hold Ludwig and rush back to the boat before the rain......"

Seeing that the "doctor" didn't find an objective reason, but only complained about his lack of ability, Lumian kindly helped him add: "This is the weather of the Raging Sea, and the 'cultivators' can't predict it."

This is also one of the reasons why the islands of the Tempest Sea are also under the rule of the "Mother Earth" Church, but they are not always as abundant as the mainland of the Fenerport Kingdom.

"Yes, yes, yes." Lugano breathed a sigh of relief.

Lumien turned to look at Ludwig, whose hair was no longer dripping, and asked casually, "Do you smell anything?"

Is there any particularly tempting "food" hiding nearby?

Ludwig nibbled on a tortilla and said, "It smells of death."

The breath of death? Lumian frowned slightly:

"Someone died near the night market?"

Ludwig shook his head:

"When it rains, there's a smell of death everywhere."

This...... What does this mean? Lumian asked without understanding, and raised the doubts in his heart.

Ludwig replied frankly: "I don't know, then there wasn't."

There are times when it rains, but there are no ...... after the rain Is this a native of the Tempest Sea, or is it an anomaly of the main island that is stimulated by the weather anomaly of the Tempest Sea? Lumien pondered for a moment, and did not rush to write to ask the "magician" lady.

This is his opportunity to digest, and he feels that he will try not to rely on the power of the high position until the critical moment to digest better.

At night, Lumian fell asleep with a preoccupation.

In his misty dreams, he saw many things that were both familiar and unfamiliar: the pale "Samaritan Woman's Spring", the remnants of the "Blood Emperor" as huge as a mountain peak dripping with yellowing "magma", and the unknown things peeking out of the spring......

The scene suddenly turned, and Lumian wandered alone in the deep darkness underground.

It was as if he had become a ghost of Montsouris.