Circle of Inevitability
Chapter 536

One in the Light, One in the Shadows

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According to Lumian's idea, after arriving at Santa Port, the first thing that needs to be investigated is what accident happened to Sea-Praying Ritual of Last Year and who was probably involved, so as to find out the traces left by the two Core Member of "April Fool's Day" and lock in their real identities step by step.

This is also the part where you are most easily misled and trapped.

Without clarifying Last Year's prank in detail, Lumian does not need the help of "Knight of Swords" Minor Arcana for the time being. We can't let him help inquire about this matter, right?

This is a message blocked at Santa Port. Unless "Knight of Swords" happens to be here, there is nothing we can do to help.

--Lumian wanted to thoroughly grasp the overall situation of Sea-Praying Ritual and the details of the Last Year accident before arriving at Santa Port, but there was no place at all After asking around, it seems that it has become a secret that belongs only to this place, and those who participated in the prank among the fringe members of "April Fool's Day" just joined in the fun, did some side work, and can only provide a small amount of information from their own perspective.

Snap, Lumian flicked his wrist, turning the reply "Magician" Lady into a ball of Burning's Fireball.

He stood up, walked out of Master Bedroom's Suite, and said to Lugano who was waiting in the living room, "Let's get a local identity."

"You have checked into the hotel with the identities Louis·Berri." Lugano thought for a moment and reminded Lumian.

Do we have to move out of here now?

Wouldn't that be a whole week's rent wasted?

Thinking of those 10.5 Gold Riso, Lugano, I felt a little distressed.

Spending money is not a problem, but you can't waste it!

As a Bounty Hunter who has lived a hard life for many years, he is still very sensitive to money, otherwise he would not have the shamelessness to ask Lumian for a "job".

"Is there any problem with this?" Lumian asked with a smile.

Santa Port in October was still relatively hot, so he simply wore a Linen Shirt, a pair of brown trousers, and held the Golden-Yellow Straw Hat in his hand.

Lugano didn't know for a moment whether he should say that he was mainly worried about money, so he changed his mind and said, "Boss, I just went to the street to buy a few newspapers, and I found Falin Port that there were rumors saying that it was you Hunting'Devil Warlock'."

When seeing this news, Lugano rubbed his eyes several times, wondering if he had read it wrong.

When did Boss kill "Devil Warlock"?

How come I don't know?

Only when he remembered that Master Bedroom was hit by artillery fire did he become dubious.

"It's me." Lumian nodded slightly and responded to Lugano's words.

"..." Lugano temporarily lost the ability to organize language.

After a few seconds, he suppressed his curiosity and made a sudden realization:

"You earned a reward of 600,000 Felkine and various Spoils of War. No wonder you are so generous these days..."

No wonder you don't take the rent of twenty or thirty Felkine to heart.

"Those have been donated." Lumian said simply.

"Why?" Lugano blurted out.

Lumian glanced at him.

Lugano immediately closed his mouth and said with a smile, "We really need to move from here. 'Louis·Berri' is quite famous in Sea of Fog, and it is easy to be targeted."

He accurately interpreted what the other party wanted to express from Lumian's glance just now:

Am I Boss, or are you Boss?

Do I need to account to you for donating the bounty?

"Who told you to move away?" Lumian asked with a smile.

"If you don't move away..." Lugano was stunned.

Lumian smiled meaningfully, "Otherwise, why do you think I didn't let 'The Fool' Church Clergy, who helped collect the bounty, conceal my identity for me?"

The high-profile adventurer Louis·Berri is a flag he puts up on the bright side to see what will happen.

Therefore, it is necessary to have an ordinary local identity hidden in the dark to cooperate.

"I, I thought you just wanted to be as famous as Gehrman Sparrow Five Seas." Although Lugano didn't know the real purpose of his employer's doing this, he could feel that it was not as simple as it seemed.

Lumian laughed:

"Who among the young people of our generation doesn't want to be as famous as Five Seas like Gehrman Sparrow?"

This indeed satisfied his vanity and was one of the reasons why he did not let Tais, the bishop of "The Fool" Church, help cover up clues.

Only a surface purpose that is real and convincing enough can cover up other intentions hidden underneath.

"Uh... and_picture_book"Lugano felt like he couldn't see clearly the true face of his employer and couldn't judge his ultimate purpose.

He immediately sighed in his heart:

Hey, I'm just a "Planter", a "Doctor", a Bounty Hunter with many years of experience, and my mind is only average...

Lumian looked at Ludwig who was nibbling potato omelet obediently next to him and said, "Let's go."

After saying that, he pushed Coat Rack to the blind spot and hung up the Golden-yellow Straw Hat in his hand.

If you look from the building opposite, you will see a man wearing a straw hat standing in the corner.

After leaving Solo Hotel, Lumian walked along the street paved with Gray-White Stone Slab toward the busiest Bar street near Port District. Lugano held hands with Ludwig, following closely behind.

The current street is relatively old, filled with various houses with white walls and red tiles with mottled surfaces. Some buildings have four or five chairs like Cordou Village at the door, and a few old women are sitting there. They are sunbathing in the Sun and chatting, but they do not help each other catch lice.

When pedestrians pass by them, they will step softly and lower their conversation voices, so as not to disturb the peace and tranquility.

According to the knowledge gained from chatting with Lumian and "Flying Bird" bottom Bar That One Bartender Francesco, this is a Feynapotter-like phenomenon that is jointly influenced by "Earth Mother" beliefs and emphasis on family traditions:

"Grandmother Culture".

In every family, the grandmother who has the highest seniority and has given birth to many children is the most respected. She is the undisputed "parent" and controls the life of every member of the family to a certain extent. Even if they leave the house, they are also respected by outsiders, because such grandmothers and mothers are equal to the symbol of a big family and the incarnation of "Earth Mother" in that big family.

Religious beliefs and social traditions combine to ensure that such grandmothers gain a special status.

Seeing this scene, Lumian couldn't help but think about a question:

In Leston Province, the married Women, who is the actual parent, has the right to obtain the title "Mrs." and the prefix "Na" on her name. Is it influenced by Feynapotter "Grandmother Culture" who are across the mountain?

You must know that the herdsmen who are changing places and the businessmen who are coming and going will inevitably bring back what they see and hear, and changing places and doing business are ancient behaviors that can be traced back to the Dalege Mountains and the settlements on its north and south sides. Accumulated over thousands of years, it will definitely leave some indelible marks.

Walking in the ancient but peaceful streets, walking under the brilliant Sunlight, Lumian felt a little dazed for a moment, as if he had returned to Cordou Village, back to the busy season when adults either went to the fields, went up to the mountains to herd sheep or hunt, leaving only old women and young children behind.

Trier, Catacombs Third Layer.

Jenna closed his eyes and sensed it for a while, but still didn't hear any sighs or other sounds from the black "Chrismona Night Pillar".

She confirmed the current status of Substitute Mirror, then cautiously approached the pillars and books with no traces of weathering, and pressed her palms on them.

The black pillar that supports the roof of the cave is cold and looks like metal, but it still feels like rock.

Jenna's brain received nothing but this information.

"It still doesn't work." She shook her head at Franca again.

At the same time, she recalled the process of hearing the voice of Krismona twice before, looking for common ground.

Once when she was promoted, and once when they were affected by some kind of power from Special Mirror World inside Fourth Epoch Trier.

What they have in common is that they are all in crisis and have strong emotions.

"The danger when I became 'Witch' was suppressed by Sacrificial Plaza. It was actually not that big. The key point was the strong emotions?" Jenna said a few words in a low voice, trying to recall the things that Pain and tormented him to arouse his emotions.

There is the death of my mother, the separation from my brother, everything I have seen, heard, and experienced Pain.

Jenna's mood fluctuated obviously, but he still didn't hear the illusory sigh, and didn't feel anything abnormal in "Chrismona Night Pillar".

Franca thought about it and said, "There must be a special event to trigger it?"

"Maybe." Jenna gently bit his lower lip and said, "How about we go to the fourth floor and try? Lumian said that there is a suspected Shadows formed after the death of Witch'Pathway Angel. That should be Krismona."

Franca was moved in his heart and said, "Yes, and that Shadows is controlled by the seal and does not have the ability to attack humans. Well, the premise is that we strictly abide by the series of rules Catacombs."

After a brief discussion, the two went around to "Chrismona Night Pillar", changed to Candle, walked up the ancient mottled stone steps, and walked down step by step while looking at the realistic piles of dark gray human head reliefs on the rock walls on both sides.

"This is a great place for telling ghost stories. The atmosphere is really great." Franca couldn't help but speak to break the suffocating silence.

Jenna glanced sideways at her and teased, "Are you scared?"

"How is that possible?" Franca responded vehemently.

Jenna chuckled:

"If you weren't scared, you would tell me ghost stories directly to scare me. Now you are just sighing, which means you mainly want to use your voice to embolden me."

You don't choose "Spectator" Pathway What a waste of talent...Stage Actor Do you have to learn to figure out people? Franca Just wanted to argue a few words, you have already finished the last layer of ancient stone and picture books.

She and Jenna felt depressed at the same time.

The next second, a yellowish candle flame reflected in their eyes.

The candlelight did not belong to them. It came from the distance of Fourth Level of the Catacombs and was faintly revealed.

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