Mrs. Pualis ...... Lumian was startled, and he had the illusion that someone had been found at home to silence him.
Thinking that his sister was upstairs and had extraordinary abilities, he calmed down a lot.
Exhaling slowly, Lumian walked over and opened the door.
There were two women standing outside the door, the one in front was wearing a pure black and delicate tunic dress, a shawl of the same color on her shoulders, long tulle gloves on both gloves, and a women's round hat that was slightly playful because of its skewness.
She was all black, with only a diamond necklace inlaid with gold hanging from her chest.
The lady's eyebrows were slightly sparse, her bright brown eyes were smiling, her long brown hair was pulled into a high bun, her facial features were not outstanding when separated, but when put together, she had a clean and charming beauty, plus her elegant temperament and graceful standing posture, which made the night at Lumian's door dyed a little crimson seem to be a lot fresher because of her, and a faint fragrance was faintly transmitted.
This is Mrs. Puaris, wife of Beoster, administrator of the village of Kordu and judge of the territory.
Of course, modifiers such as "mistress of the priest of the parish", "suspected wizard", "suspect in the letter of help", "the white flower body in the church" and other modifiers should be added to Lumi's peace of mind, but these are not suitable for saying, otherwise Mrs. Pualis will inevitably change her face on the spot.
At that time, provoking anger will be successful, and disaster may follow.
"Madame Puaris, is there something wrong?" Lumian deliberately glanced at the sky outside, hinting that it didn't seem good for the other party to visit at this time.
Mrs. Puaris's red lips were a little watery, and she gently outlined:
"I'm here to discuss something with your sister Aurore."
Judging from her appearance alone, she didn't look like a woman over thirty years old with two children, at most she was twenty-seven or eight years old.
Lumian thought for a moment and got out of the way.
He said to Mrs. Pualis who walked through the door:
"Aurore is upstairs, writing a column for a certain newspaper."
Pualis nodded and said to the maid beside him:
"Cassie, you are waiting for me downstairs."
"Yes, ma'am." Cassie, dressed in a black and white maid costume, took a few steps towards the warm stove.
Lumian led Mrs. Pualis through the kitchen and into the stairs.
Just around the corner, Madame Pualis stopped.
"What's wrong?" Lumian turned around and pretended to be dazed.
Madame Pualis asked with a smile:
"Did you deliberately bring those three strangers to church?"
Came to question me...... Lumian not only did not panic, but calmed down a lot.
The experience of making people angry many times before told him that at times like this, you must not directly answer the other person's questions, nor can you defend yourself, the best choice is to blame and accuse the other party of making a mistake!
Of course, this still depends on the situation, and turning your head and running is an alternative.
Lumian quickly showed an angry expression, looked at Mrs. Pualis and said:
"You are actually having an affair in the church of God!"
He then opened his arms and made a "hug the sun" pose:
"My God, my Father, forgive this blasphemy of sinful men and women."
After Mrs. Pualis read it quietly, her lips drew an unusually beautiful arc:
"I think God will forgive us.
"I have read a book before, and it is written: A woman who sleeps with her true lover cleanses all sins, for love makes pleasure pure, as it comes from the purest of hearts.
"And Guillaume. Benet is happy and happy to be together, so the 'Eternal Sun' should not be angry about it, it is not a sin."
What kind of books are you reading, ma'am...... Lumian couldn't help but scold in his heart.
Madame Pualis then said:
"However, this is indeed disrespectful to the Holy Sith."
Each region of Intis has one or several patron angels or saints, either from the archives of the Church of the Eternal Sun, the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery, or from the history of Intis, who have made special contributions and are widely known and recognized by the two major churches.
In the Daliège area, the patron saint of the "Eternal Sun" Church is Saint Sis, that is to say, every church of the "Eternal Sun" here can actually be called the Church of Saint Sis, but in order to distinguish it, only the largest and most core one is called that, and the others are replaced by other names.
Therefore, Madame Pualis and the parish priest having an affair in the church is equivalent to the butler of St. Sith secretly bringing people back, occupying the master's bedroom, and doing immoral things, which is a great disrespect to the patron saint.
"Yes." Lumian nodded heavily, "Isn't he ashamed of the priest of this parish?"
Madame Pualis burst out laughing.
After laughing, she said to Lumian:
"I also persuaded him at that time, and I said, 'Ah, how can we do this in the church of St. Sith?'
"Guess what the priest said?
"He said, 'Oh, Saint Sith has to be wronged.'"
Lumian, who had no experience in similar aspects, didn't know how to answer these words for a while.
"He is blaspheming the saints!" Finally, he held back this sentence.
Madame Pualis showed a reminiscing expression:
"He is such a man, bold, direct, like a robber, who swears and smashes open the door of your heart, completely different from the gentlemen of Daliezh.
"Maybe that's why I will sleep with him."
"That's just a normal behavior of some men when they are in heat, not to mention Saint Sith, even if the gods are there, he will let him wait for a while." Although Lumian has no experience, he has read novels written by Aurore, and there is more than one, "This is a brain controlled by the lower body, no, at that time, his head was already empty and filled with other liquid."
Mrs. Pualis smiled shallowly:
"I know that's the reason, but in that situation, he does look very attractive.
"Hehe, you are really an inexperienced teenager, I don't know that the same words will make people feel differently in different environments and atmospheres.
"I remember the first time I had a relationship with the priest of our parish, he stood there, looked me in the eye, and said directly to me, 'Pualis, I want to know more about your body and mind'.
As she spoke, Mrs. Puaris's smile became charming:
"It's like, if I have a crush on a man, I will say to him, 'Come to my house tonight, okay?'
"If he really came, I would take him directly into the bedroom and tell him, 'I want to sleep with you, I love you'.
"Lumian, at times like this, as a man, how would you answer?"
Although he was a little uncomfortable at this time, he could still hold on, he tried to recall the stories written by his sister and the novels written by other contemporary writers, and considered it:
"I would say, 'Ma'am, you are my sun.'"
"Very gifted...... Madame Pualis praised.
As she spoke, she leaned forward, her eyes becoming moist.
A warm breath suddenly rushed to Lumian's ears, and a slightly magnetic soft and beautiful voice sounded low:
"I want to sleep with you......"
At this moment, Lumian couldn't help but tremble in his heart, his body was numb, just like touching a broken desk lamp.
He took a sharp step up the steps and said to Madame Puaris:
"Aurore should be waiting for you."
"Hmm." Mrs. Pualis straightened up again, with a faint smile on her face and her eyes converging like water.
It seemed like nothing happened at all.
This woman...... Lumian was suddenly a little frightened.
He hurriedly turned around and reached the second floor in a few steps, followed by Madame Pualis in an unhurried manner.
Aurore, who heard the doorbell, was already waiting outside the bedroom.
"So slow?" She looked at Lumian.
Lumian explained obscurely:
"We talked about the church."
Aurore understood as soon as he heard it, and gave his brother a look of "praying for good luck from the 'Eternal Sun'".
She turned to Mrs. Puaris, who had just arrived on the second floor, and asked with a smile:
"Is there something wrong?"
"Talk about some preparations for Lent, a celebration that may need your help." Mrs. Pualis said with a smile.
"I've been very busy during this time......" Aurore made an excuse to decline.
Mrs. Pualis pointed to the doorway of the study:
"How about listening to it first?"
"Okay." Aurore still has this politeness.
Seeing her sister and Mrs. Pualis enter the study and close the wooden door, Lumian nodded slightly:
"I behaved normally, and I didn't have a guilty conscience ...... return to the 'crime scene'"
At this time, a thought flashed through his mind:
"There is a high probability that Mrs. Pualis is a female wizard, can I obtain extraordinary power from her?
"It's much more convenient and safer than chasing the truth about the wizard, facing the owl head-on, and exploring the dangerous dream ruins......
"Moreover, that dream ruin must be explored, strive to solve the secret as soon as possible, eliminate the hidden dangers, and it is less risky to go after having extraordinary power."
Thinking of this, Lumian suddenly became alert and shook his head.
He immediately began to conduct a self-examination in his heart:
"How can you think that?
"It is unclear whether Madame Pualis is a friend or an enemy, how can one rashly seek extraordinary power through her?
"Well, she didn't act like a good person just now, and even made me feel dangerous......
"What's wrong with me during this time? It's too eager and reckless to be in the pursuit of extraordinary power, it's like dying if you don't get it quickly......"
Lumian has been discovering that his sister is a wizard for nearly two years, and although he has been trying to gain extraordinary power before, he has never worked so hard like he has done in recent days, no matter whether the opportunity is good or bad, whether there is danger or not, as long as it seems hopeful, he can't wait to get in touch, just like being a picky eater after being hungry for a long time.
"Huh...... Fortunately, I noticed the problem in time, otherwise the next road might get more and more deviant, and the more dangerous it becomes." Lumian let out a long breath, glad that he had regained his normal mentality.
Of course, the pursuit of extraordinary power could not be stopped, but there had to be a choice, after all, that dangerous dream had really revealed its face, and the undercurrent in the village was becoming more and more turbulent.
(End of this chapter)