Chapter 207 inquire
Through Louis. With the force of Lund's fall, Lumian gently pulled it and fell to the position where the coachman was sitting.
At this time, Franka had replaced Luis. Lund, grabbing the reins of the horses, parked the carriage on the side of the road without lights.
The two cooperated very tacitly just now, and without communicating in advance, one attacked the front and the other sneaked up on the back, and it only took a few seconds to subdue Louis. Lund, the extraordinary equivalent of Sequence 8.
"Carry him into the carriage." Franka seems to have a lot of experience in similar things and has her own ideas on how to deal with it in the future.
Lumian did not object and set up Louis. Lund, got him into the cabin of the four-wheeled taxi carriage.
Franka followed him, closed the car door casually, and then began to take off his hood, take off his black robe, and look like he was back home preparing to change into his nightdress.
Halfway off, she noticed Lumian's slightly puzzled gaze, and then she came to her senses and ordered awkwardly:
"You carry it over."
Lumian could probably guess what Franka was trying to do, turned quickly, looked out the window, and let her do it.
A rustling sound sounded behind him and lasted for more than a minute.
"It's okay." Franka's clear voice came into his ears.
The carriage of the taxi carriage was not too high, and Lumian, who was already in his early 1.8 meters, bent his back, lowered his head slightly, and turned back.
He saw that Franca had put on a red vest, tied a white tie, put on a blue dress with a row of yellow buttons, and held the waxed hat and riding whip in her hand.
This, combined with her straight and delicate nose, slightly flamboyant brown eyebrows, slightly thin red lips and bright lake-colored eyes, creates a sense of incongruity and mismatching absurdity and strange beauty.
"Soon." Lumian looked at the "new" Imperial Carriage Company coachman Miss Franka and praised.
"This is called professionalism! If it weren't for this row of buttons wasting too much of my time, it could have been faster." Franka muttered as she stuffed her long flaxen hair into the waxed hat.
After completing the disguise, she took out the eyebrow pencil and other items she carried with her, and quickly and simply applied makeup, making the complexion of her face darker and darker, and her eyebrows looking messy, so that she could look at her at a glance, like an ordinary man, not so that she would not attract attention in the dark night illuminated by street lights and red moon.
"I'm a coachman, you come to ask." Francara opened the door, jumped down, and transferred to Luis. Where Lund was sitting just now.
Immediately afterwards, she pulled up the reins and let the horses rotate smoothly from static.
Feeling that the taxi carriage was moving steadily, Lumian took Louis. Lund helped him to the opposite position, then took out the bottle of "true spitting potion" from the perverted Hedsi and poured him a third of the bottle.
When the medicinal effect began to take effect, Lumian controlled the urge to directly awaken the target with the ritual silver dagger, and pulled out Louis by pinching the position between the bridge of his nose and his lips. Lund's hair, scratching his nostrils with his hair, etc., made the person who had passed out wake up little by little.
During this process, he did not remove the other party's joints, nor did he tie his hands and feet, posing in a friendly conversation.
Sneeze!
Louis. Lund sneezed and woke up.
He looked a little blankly at the opposite side and saw Lumian sitting leisurely with a smile on his face.
"You!" Louis. Lund was startled and remembered what had happened just now.
"Don't be nervous." Lumian smiled and pressed down on his right palm, "If I want to be bad for you, you have now become food for stray dogs."
Louis. Lund's first reaction was to quickly rely on his own ability to forcibly escape, but thinking that he had been attacked from behind before, he looked out the carriage window cautiously.
The light in the distance and the shadow in the near were connected, making the sound of wheels and hooves pressing down on the road particularly quiet.
"What do you want to do?" Louis. Lund didn't take the risk of fighting back, and asked in a deep voice.
In his opinion, Lumian did not take any control measures against himself, which was a sign that he was confident enough to not escape.
The other party may be careless, or there may be omissions, allowing themselves to take advantage of it, but this will never be reflected in a frontal battle.
And his helper can sneak behind people unnoticed and launch an attack, and his strength can be imagined!
Lumian smiled:
"I just want to meet an old friend."
Louis was stripped down to a linen shirt and a pair of shorts. Lund said with a gloomy face:
"I won't be threatened by you again, Madam already knows the mistakes I have made and forgives me."
So I really got your handle? Lumian was a little dazed for a while.
He remembered that in his dream, he found Louis. Lund had an affair with a woman in the village and quietly sold some of the collections in the Administrator's castle to blackmail him and obtained news that Madame Pualis and the priest were having an affair.
Thinking about it later, none of this may be true.
The priest really wants to sleep with Mrs. Puaris, and there is no reason not to believe in the evil god who represents the harvest, and there is no reason not to have a few children to play.
Lumian suspected that this was a peachy adaptation of his dream against the two camps, after all, whether it was the priest of the main hall or Mrs. Puaris, there were many lovers, and it was easy for the subconscious to associate with that aspect.
And Louis. Lund's affairs with women and the sale of his collection were so clean and pure that compared to the other secrets in Madame Puaris' castle, it was as clean and pure as three meals a day, and he could not be threatened by it.
But now, Louis. Lund actually said that he had really made mistakes and had been threatened by himself!
"Really?" Lumian restored his status as the prank king of Kordu Village, "I'm obviously helping you hide the mistakes you've made, how can I threaten you?"
Louis. Lund was so angry that he burst into laughter:
"You are the most shameless person I have ever met.
"I know you discovered something unusual at that time and wanted to find out the root of the problem, but you did threaten me and obtained some information from my wife.
"Yes, I wanted to betray my wife at that time, I was asking for the help of the priest of the parish, but that was because I had not yet understood the greatness of my mother, I was still a believer in the false god of the 'Eternal Sun', and now, my life comes from my mother, and my future belongs to my mother."
So that's how it is...... Thanks to the "vomiting medicine", I said everything I should and shouldn't say, so I don't have to rack my brains to make clichés...... In reality, I also noticed the strangeness in the village and began to conduct a certain investigation? Lumian nodded in satisfaction and said with a smile:
"When did you begin to understand the greatness of mothers? From giving birth to that child?"
"How do you know?" Louis. Lund looked shocked, almost stood up and hit his head, "How do you know I gave birth?"
Belch...... The priest of the main hall and the others raided the administrator's castle without me? Otherwise, Louis. Lund wouldn't ask that...... Lumi was overjoyed and joked:
"When I took off your clothes just now, I saw stretch marks and caesarean section wounds on your stomach."
"Impossible!" Louis. Lund retorted fiercely, "Madam has eliminated them all!"
Lumian took advantage of the situation to divert from the topic just now and asked curiously:
"I want to know, how did Madame Pualis get you pregnant?"
Louis, who didn't want to answer. Lund couldn't control his desire to talk:
"Whether it is a man or a woman, as long as you have an intimate relationship with her and have the exchange of bodily fluids, you will become pregnant with a child according to her wishes."
I see...... Lumian breathed a sigh of relief.
What he was most worried about before was that Madame Pualis could use her extraordinary abilities to impregnate herself through air.
"Men and women are fine, but what about animals?" Lumian asked.
Louis. Lund was a little stunned by the question, and said after a few seconds:
"It should be ......."
"What about plants? Where's the stone?" Lumian is very academic.
"No, I don't know......" Louis. Lund could not give an exact answer.
Madam has never considered anything like this, why is this kid's imagination so rich?
Lumian regretfully changed the subject:
"Since you are a child conceived through the exchange of bodily fluids, where did the bird's nest-like thing in your stomach come from?"
"How do you know? When did you see it?" Louis. Lund asked in astonishment.
"I'll tell you later." Lumian deceived the other party without blinking an eye.
Louis. Lund's face was full of doubts, and he muttered:
"It is conceived with the child, like a fruit, it is the epidermis, and the fetus is the pulp, originally one until it matures and cracks."
"Sounds amazing, can that 'bird's nest' be considered a spiritual item, can it be used in the field of occultism?" Lumian deliberately pulled around, so that the other party couldn't grasp what he really wanted to ask.
"It is one of the main ingredients of some kind of healing potion." Louis. Lund gushed, "It can also be used in many other ways, such as improving the condition of human skin and providing power to spells......"
After he finished speaking, Lumian sighed casually:
"Your first child died in an attack on the castle by the priest of the parish?"
"Yes, he's still so young." Louis. Lund felt for the loss of his life, "At that time, the priest of the parish brought too many people, we kept retreating, several 'gardeners' died, and 'sorcerers' died.
"How many people did the priest bring with him?" Lumian suppressed his inner concern and asked casually.
Louis. Lund recalled:
"Some of them were the original shepherds, Pierre. Berry, Nior. Best and others, some of whom are the mistresses of the parish priests, Sybil. Berry, Madinah. Bennet, Philippa. Guillaume, the rest is Pons. Bene and his thugs, we killed several of them, including the quite powerful Nior. Best ......
In my dream, Nior. Best was killed by those three sheep...... The actual situation was that he died in the raid on the Administrator's Castle? Louis. Lund said there was no me among the people...... In other words, the battle scenes I see come from some soul fragments in my body? Therefore, it is not complete enough to show the full scene and all the participants...... Lumian relaxed a little more in his heart, and asked with a smile on his face:
"Where did Madame Pualis go then?"
(End of this chapter)