Learning brought progress

Lumian still remembers the night he played the King Cake Game. He had several Nightmare, each time dreaming of an ancient, beige Castle, Castle surface stained with blood from long ago, and its interior filled with all sorts of bloody and insane scenes.

Seeing his momentary silence, Gardner Martin added with a smile, "As long as you remember to let Puyfer choose first in King Cake Game, there won't be any problems."

But I'm not the same person I was a while ago. With the "Blood Emperor's " aura seeping into my right hand, can I really rely on this last option to avoid the problem? Lumian muttered silently before saying, "Yes, Chief."

He then asked, "Where is Red Swan Castle?"

He planned to take the opportunity to visit the site first, at least to find out where the largest Church nearby was.

"The Erato District, near the summer palace built by Emperor Roselle and the Xilongye Forest," Gardner Martin replied simply.

Erato District is numbered 17. During the Roselle period, it was still a suburb and a summer retreat for royalty and Nobles. Now it is included within the City Wall and is one of the largest districts in Trier. Because it was the garrison of several armies, it is also known as the Military Camp district.

It is located in the northwest, with national parks, the Xilongye Forest, a conference center and numerous Factory, as well as the Eternal Blazing Sun Church in Trier's largest Monastery, the Sacred Heart Monastery.

Lumian recalled the map of Trier he had seen and nodded slightly, saying, "It's near the Square District."

Emperor Roselle's summer palace was not in the Erato District, but in the Square District, located between the Xilongye Forest and the East Lonyay Forest.

Gardner Martin glanced at Lumian's left hand:

"How did you get hurt?"

Lumian laughed it off, "I recently explored the Depths of Catacombs with friends I met at Occult Gathering and got a few injuries."

He figured that given the Iron and Blood Cross Order's focus on and attention to the Underground world, they might have spies around the tomb. So he decided to Lie elsewhere, like the Curly-Haired Baboon Research Society, which was also Occult Gathering.

Gardner Martin nodded, seemingly satisfied.

"Avoid such unnecessary explorations and adventures in the future. They won't bring you the Mysticism knowledge you desire, nor will they reward you with valuable items; they only bring danger, danger, and more danger."

"Is that so? "Lumian thought to himself, "Wouldn't the Samaritan Woman Spring ' be considered a high-value item?" but he readily agreed.

"Yes, Chief."

If it weren't for the "Justice" Lady's Commission, he would never have even considered going to the Fourth Level of the Catacombs.

Now there are none left, so perhaps we'll stumble upon another Tomb Chamber of Amon!

After bidding farewell to Gardner Martin, Lumian returned to Market Avenue by Public Carriage.

He leaned against the wall, his mind racing with all sorts of thoughts, both relaxing his mind aimlessly and searching for problems he might have overlooked.

Amidst the sounds of horses trotting and wheels rolling, Lumian suddenly considered a possibility:

After suffering another loss at Gardner Martin's hands, will the "Rose School" calm down and start looking for others involved in the "Shadow Tree" incident?

"The Bliss Society only lost two Core Member, Charlotte Calvino and High Priest Suzanne Matisse. The others are still there, such as Maip Meyer, the former manager of the Old Dovecage Theater, and the ' Actor ' who played leading roles at the Old Pigeon Cage but eventually left..."

"I wonder if Suzanne Matisse revealed any details about the ' Shadow Tree ' to the members. If she did, they would know that the High Priest's true target is me, Charles Dubois, or Lumian Lee..."

"If that happens, the ' Rose School ' and the ' Bliss Society ' will shift their focus and start targeting me, which would be troublesome..."

"This is so annoying, I really want to kill everyone from the ' Rose School ' and the ' Bliss Society '..."

In the end, influenced by the various Negative Effect on him, Lumian cursed inwardly, but then regained his composure.

If those "Actor" hadn't been so skilled at disguising themselves and hiding their true intentions so well, he would have seriously considered eliminating all the members of the "Bliss Society" to remove the threat.

He felt that the "Torture" gloves should have a miraculous effect on these people whose desires were so intense they were almost abnormal.

"Where should we look for them?" Lumian pondered.

Just then, the Public Carriage arrived at a stop along the way, and a person boarded.

The boy was about seven or eight years old, wearing a white shirt, a children's version of a black suit jacket and matching shorts, white socks and black shoes. He had short blond hair, resolute brown eyes, and a noticeably chubby face.

"Oh, isn't this Ludwig, Baron Brignais's Godson?" Lumian's mood immediately improved, and he smiled.

Almost simultaneously, Ludwig also saw him.

A flicker of panic crossed the little boy's resolute brown eyes as he turned and stepped off the carriage.

He was still carrying that heavy-looking, dark red hard-sided backpack.

Running away from home again? Lumian stood up with a smile and got off the Public Carriage ahead of time.

Near the bus stop, the little boy had vanished.

They're running pretty fast... Lumian discerned the nearby footprints and calmly chose a direction.

If there's no time to erase the traces, it's virtually impossible to shake off a Hunter's pursuit!

After following him for two blocks, Lumian turned into a quiet alley, walked to a dilapidated Barricades about waist-high, and chuckled, "Come out."

Ludwig peeked out from behind the Barricades, his youthful face showing a hint of nervousness and resentment. "You liar, don't come any closer!"

"If you come any closer, I... I'll eat you up!"

Lumian raised his right hand, stroked his chin, and said, "Why did you run away from home again?"

Ludwig replied angrily:

"It's all because of those damn homework assignments!"

"Oh, you can swear now? That's a big improvement from last time," Lumian teased with a smile.

Last time, even without considering the inhuman amount of food and eating habits, he would have thought the other person was abnormal, but now, they seem more like a real child.

Having considered this, Lumian stated his conclusion directly:

This proves that learning is still useful.

Ludwig was stunned and forgot to refute.

Lumian sized him up for a few moments, then said earnestly, "You're not naturally very intelligent; you're rather dim-witted. If you don't study and do homework every day, and take exams every now and then to gradually improve your thinking skills, I guarantee that as soon as you step outside, you'll be fooled by someone like me, without even knowing how you failed."

Ludwig muttered to himself, somewhat bewildered, "Have I really improved? Reading, doing homework, and taking exams really do have an effect..."

"Not just naturally stupid, but out of your mind? You believe that? If someone like you were thrown at the entrance of the ' Different from the Rest ' Dance Hall, I can't even imagine what would happen to you... "Lumian muttered to himself, his smile remaining unchanged.

"Yes, if you feel the burden is too heavy, you can talk to Brignais and reduce the amount of homework. There's no need to run away from home. Once you give up on studying, you'll become increasingly stupid."

At this moment, Lumian had only one thought:

It would be better to keep such obviously abnormal and brainless humans or humanoid beings under the care of the Church of the Orthodox God.

However, isn't the Church the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom" being a bit too arrogant, actually thinking that Baron Brignais can control such a gluttonous fellow?

This is the second time they've tried to escape!

If it weren't for me always running into them, they would have caused some serious trouble long ago!

Ludwig paused for a few seconds before asking, "Will you help me negotiate?"

"No problem," Lumian agreed without hesitation.

In this regard, he was extremely experienced, always taking advantage of every opportunity to bargain with his Older Sister.

"Then I'll trust you one more time." After hesitating for a moment, Ludwig made a resolute decision on his small face.

He then climbed over the broken Barricades.

"Don't say that. Saying that only makes me want to lie to you again..." Lumian muttered to himself, leading Ludwig toward the nearest Public Carriage stop.

On the way, he glanced at the little boy's dirty clothes and asked, "Did you bring any changes of clothes?"

"No." Ludwig shook his head.

Running away from home without even taking spare clothes? Lumian asked with amusement, "What's in your bag? Food?"

Ludwig shook his head again, very honestly.

It wasn't food, nor clothes... Lumian looked at the dark red hard-sided backpack with a puzzled expression:

"It can't be books and exam papers, can it?"

"Not really..." Ludwig suddenly shut his mouth.

What could that be? Lumian narrowed his eyes slightly.

At that moment, Ludwig asked innocently, "Is there anything to eat?"

"No, we'll eat when we get back to Market Avenue," Lumian said without hesitation.

Are you kidding me? With an appetite like yours, why would I spend my own money to treat you to a meal?

Ludwig sighed in disappointment, sucked on his fingers as if he wanted to take a bite.

Fortunately, they weren't far from Market Avenue, and after one more stop, they arrived at their destination.

Lumian saw Baron Brignais at the entrance of the lending company, and the "gentleman" breathed a sigh of relief upon spotting Ludwig.

"This can't go on," Lumian said before the other could speak. "Do you think I can run into him every time? Let's cut his workload in half."

Baron Brignais weighed the options briefly:

"Good."

Ludwig interjected quietly:

"We'd also like to add a dessert."

Seeing that the Godfather Godson's relationship had returned to normal, Lumian waved goodbye while wondering, "What exactly does the Church ' the God of Knowledge and Wisdom ' want to do by sending such an abnormal child to Trier?"

In the Hillside District, in the Deep Valley Town, in front of an Gray-White house with only two floors.

Valentine and Imre, who had just received the brass Key from Celia Bello, stood behind Deacon Angoulême, their expressions somewhat grave.

According to the information provided by a certain Sealed Artifact, the brass Key left behind by the mysterious Commissioner in the Gatekeeper of the missing gatekeeper points to this building.