The pitiful "Monster"

Seeing Camus's expression, as if someone had a gun to his head and was forcing him to do something, Lumian didn't hold back at all and replied with a smile, "Okay."

He could easily guess that this was probably a high-ranking member of the Patrol Team, or even That One General Quilariel, who was worried about Louis Berri wandering around his Territory. The Tizamo Town he was going to was located near the Primeval Jungle and had a close relationship with a Sequence 5 "Apostle of Desire." So, he sent two Patrol Team members who had some connection with Louis Berri to accompany him. Even if they couldn't prevent accidents, they could at least pass on the information before the accidents turned into Calamity.

As for why they didn't directly stop Louis Berri from going to Tizamo Town, firstly, Lumian hinted at his backing when he handed over Tevanaco's head, and without any fundamental conflict, General Quilariel probably wouldn't make things difficult for him. Secondly, while Louis Berri's investigation and adventures seemed to bring Calamity, they prematurely exposed the hidden dangers. If the problems were allowed to remain Concealment and continue to evolve, in another year or two, even with the strength of Matani Province and General Quilariel, they might not be able to handle it, and by then, blood would likely flow like rivers.

The Coachman was Kolobo, who stared straight ahead, fumbled for a pair of sunglasses, and put them on his nose.

There were no visible signs of injury on his body.

Camus, holding onto the open carriage door, watched as Louis Berri led a young boy onto the carriage.

"He's going to Tizamo too?" Camus, somewhat surprised.

He knew that Louis Berri had brought his servants and Godson with him to Port Pylos. He had assumed that the Great Adventurer would leave the two burdens at the Aurela Hotel and meet them again after resolving the problems in Tizamo Town. Who knew that the other party would actually bring such a young child with him to Tizamo Town.

This is clearly not a vacation trip; it's dangerous!

Lumian pushed off with his left foot and rested his right on the edge of the carriage, smiling as he said, "My Godson is very interested in jungle fruits, unique wild animals Hunting, and various spices."

When the three Tizamo natives were introducing their hometown's specialties, they all mentioned that the Grilled Meat was fantastic—a blend of various spices and the unique texture of certain wild animals from the jungle combined to create a distinctive Tizamo Town- style cuisine.

As if to cooperate with Lumian, Ludwig, who was already seated in the carriage, swallowed hard.

Aren't you afraid of endangering your Godson? Are you that confident in yourself? Camus didn't press further, but gestured for Lugano to hurry up.

Lugano glanced at the strange Coachman, who seemed to be trembling and wore black sunglasses, then stepped into the carriage and sat down opposite Lumian and Ludwig.

Camus closed the carriage door, walked around to sit next to Kolobo, and sighed, "You can take off your sunglasses now. I'm sorry to have troubled you."

"Clatter, clatter, clatter." Kolobo seemed to be exposed to an extremely cold air current; his Teeth chattered incessantly, and his whole body trembled even more violently.

Camus turned his head and looked at him in surprise:

"Didn't you trade face-to-face with Louis Berri? Why are you still so scared?"

I didn't see it directly!

"Tsk tsk tsk." Kolobo took off his sunglasses, and it took him more than ten seconds to calm down.

He lowered his voice and said with a look of terror, "I feel like my fingers are being eaten away, my arms are being eaten away, my internal organs are being eaten away, my head is being eaten away..."

"Um, um..."

"What is that?" Camus didn't quite understand why the "Monster" had this unusual feeling, but he knew the problem might be serious.

Kolobo swallowed hard and said, "That, that little kid, is also, is also very dangerous!"

"Even though I didn't see him, I had this feeling that I was walking in front of Lion, a Tiger, Giant Serpent, and could be eaten at any moment."

"..." Camus was stunned at first, then hissed.

So far, only three people have made Kolobo dare not look directly at them and feel a strong sense of danger: one is the "Apostle of Desire" Tevanaco, who possesses the power of "Wraith"; another is Louis Berri, who can hunt down Tevanaco; and yet this little boy is ranked alongside them?

He, he is also Beyonder, and he has reached Sequence 5?

No, it's not just Sequence 5 issue. Our Patrol Team Leader also has Sequence 5, but Kolobo has never said that you can't look him in the eye or that it will give you Danger Premonition.

There must be something special about these three people!

But no matter what, that little boy must be very special and very dangerous!

No wonder Louis Berri took his Godson to Tizamo Town without any concern; his Godson might be in more danger than he was... Camus understood his earlier doubts, controlled his curiosity, and did not inquire further about Kolobo.

Even with the walls separating them, their hushed conversations were hard to hide from Louis Berri's ears while they were in the same Four-Wheeled, Four-Seater carriage!

Camus, combining the intelligence from the Sea of Fog, reasonably suspected that Louis Berri was Sequence 5 of the "Hunter" Pathway, and that Beyonder of this Pathway were known for their exceptional eyesight, keen Sense of Smell, and excellent hearing.

"The ' Monster ' Pathway Beyonder quite interesting. Even without seeing Ludwig or hearing his voice, one can sense that he's a terrifying fellow who eats anything..." Lumian, leaning against the carriage wall, fiddled with his Golden-Yellow Straw Hat and glanced at Ludwig with a smile.

Did this "little kid" actually develop an appetite for Kolobo and Camus just now?

Indeed, these are two Beyonder who haven't been severely Corruption. The chances of Ludwig briefly drooling but then controlling himself aren't low... Heh, Camus was completely oblivious, while Kolobo reacted instantly, showing fear? Lumian nodded at Ludwig:

"Well done, your self-control deserves praise."

If a child does something right, don't hesitate to praise them; this will help them develop good and healthy minds and habits!

Ludwig did not respond, giving me a look that seemed to say, "Don't treat me like a child."

A slight smile played on his lips as he pulled a box of cookies from his red hard-shell backpack and began to eat them with gusto.

"What self-control... what good work..." Lugano across from him looked completely bewildered.

Tizamo is the most remote town in Port Pylos, almost right on the edge of Primeval Jungle, and it takes a full two hours to get there by horse-drawn carriage.

Of course, if you want to get there sooner, you can take Steam train from the port to the southernmost Kahe Town, and then hire a horse-drawn carriage or Coffin to go northeast. The whole trip will only take an hour to reach Tizamo Town, but Lumian is not in a hurry.

After leaving the Port Pylos, the road gradually narrowed and the road conditions began to deteriorate, but the carriage still traveled very smoothly— the Coachman Kolobo, was like a precise Machine, controlling the horses and the carriage with no obvious errors.

An hour Past quickly, and the carriage began to travel around a grove of trees.

Suddenly, Lumian, who had been pretending to be asleep, opened his eyes.

His body suddenly turned black and blurred, merging with the shadow cast by the window.

"Shadow Transformation!"

The next second, gunshots rang out from Depths the woods.

Bullets came flying from afar, some hitting the ground and kicking up dirt, others aimed at Camus, the carriage, and the horse.

Amidst the screams, the horses, bleeding profusely, collapsed to the side, causing the carriage to overturn as well.

Kolobo had already rolled away from the Coachman's seat, unharmed by any gunshot wounds, while Camus jumped off the carriage ahead of time, hunched over, drew his Pistol, and sometimes rolled, sometimes snaked, as he approached the Depths of the woods.

During this process, he raised his right hand and fired shots, trying to suppress the attacker—at this distance, many of his abilities were unusable.

Several Reddish-White Fireball flew past Camus and into the Depths of the woods.

Rumble!

The gunfire abruptly ceased amidst the deafening explosions, like artillery fire.

Not long after, a Dutanian curses came from Depths the woods:

"Die, you bandits from the Northern Continent!"

"Take your dog son and die together!"

"If you're a real man, go after him!"

"..."

The shouts gradually faded into the distance, disappearing into the Depths of the woods.

Lumian emerged from the shadows of the carriage and did not give chase.

"It's the Rebels! How did they get into Matani Province..." Camus frowned, muttering to himself in confusion.

In the Southern Continent, there are many Rebels. He doesn't know which faction they belong to or what their demands are. But normally, because Matani Province has nominally become independent from the Republic of Intis and is under the rule of General Quilariel, a native of the Southern Continent, the Rebels rarely come here. After all, their stated demands are to expel the colonists.

Could they be one of the Rebels worship "Death God," trying to revive the "Death God" faith in Matani Province? Please, they can't be those Rebels backed by the "Rose School"—no, those Madman ... Camus walked back to the carriage, filled with suspicion and uncertainty.

Lumian, however, was pondering another question:

Although he is already Sequence 5, he still feels that life is very fragile.

They're the kind of people who get shot dead by sniper fire!

If one of the Rebels had been a Precision and happened to be outside his field of vision, sniping from a distance of over a hundred meters, they might have actually killed him.

After all, the "Reaper" are not like the "Demon" whose bodies are like armor. Even if they do not have the ability to Malice Perception, they will only suffer minor injuries if they are hit in a vital spot by a rifle. They also lack the long-range Danger Premonition of the "Seer" and other Pathway, so they cannot dodge in advance.

Of course, thanks to the characteristics of an "Ascetic," Lumian's spiritual perception is quite strong; he just received a revelation and had a premonition.

However, if the enemy is not just an ordinary Rebels, but can also effectively influence this spiritual perception, then ordinary rifles could indeed harm Lumian.

"Hmm, ' Shadow Transformation ' can be used to block bullets; bullets without special effects can't actually harm Shadow Creature..." Lumian snapped out of his thoughts and said to Lugano, who had just climbed out of the carriage, "Go check on that horse."

If he's not dead, he should be healed quickly and put back on the cart. If he's dead, Ludwig should use the horses to pull the Corpse.

Ludwig gained the ability to control several low-level Undead from a drink made from the eyeball of "Hisoka".