Chapter 525 A useful strategy
In the lively atmosphere, Lumian drank to his heart's content until it was almost midnight before he left the bar with Butner and walked to the street where the sea breeze had cooled.
"You don't really want to hunt the 'Black Lord', do you?" Butner asked hesitantly.
Louis. Didn't Berry's performance just now repeat last night's conspiracy, wanting to make the "Black Lord" Claas. Did Keez come to him himself?
"What if not?" Lumian turned his head sideways, his smiling green eyes looked half-drunk, "He didn't come to me, where should I go to find him? Or, dive on the 'Kinnipos' and deal with them alone and a boat of people?"
Yes...... Butner actually felt that Louis. Berry has some truth in what he said.
Once the "Black Lord" goes ashore, he will inevitably disguise himself, it is not so easy to find, and if at sea, in his own ship, it is almost impossible for a single adventurer to hunt him, and the lion is also afraid of wolves, not to mention that in that pack of wolves, except for Klaas. Kiz, and several bosses with extraordinary abilities.
For every leader, Butner asked himself that he would not be weaker than himself.
After a few seconds, Butna realized that the point was wrong and blurted out:
"Are you sure to deal with the 'Black Lord', and there may be two or three helpers?"
Lumian curled the corners of his mouth:
"Every adventurer comes to the sea to recreate the Gelman. Sparrow's great cause."
This is not the first time he has said this, but it has always been in a joking tone before, but this time it made Butner hear calm and serious.
He wouldn't want to be serious, would he?
Is he cunning and treacherous, or reckless and crazy?
At this moment, Butner overturned his own opinion of Louis. Berry's cognition.
His actions have a purpose and traps, but his intentions and ideas are unrealistic, and most importantly, he himself knows that it is unrealistic, but he still calmly and persistently chooses to pursue it to realize his great dream.
How should I describe this person? Butner couldn't find the right language for a while.
At this time, Lumian had already walked to the stalls in the open-air market and spent 5 Felkin to buy fried banana chips, scones, grilled meat, grilled oysters, grilled fish, grilled shrimp, and cane sugar.
"You haven't eaten yet?" Butner asked in astonishment.
When I was drinking, they had some fries, fish fry, and minced cutlets.
Lumian smiled and said:
"Bring supper to my godson."
Godson...... Do you have a godson at your age? Butna didn't really understand the guy who spoke with a Savoie accent.
Perhaps, that mountain province is popular to find young people to be godfathers?
When Lumian lifted the brown paper bags, Butna exhaled and said:
"Your plan may not work, there are risk-takers everywhere who like to brag, and it's all too common for those people to take what you preach as a joke and tell others."
Lumian smiled slightly:
"No, they will spread quickly, and within a few days, the entire Port of Farin will know that such a new adventurer has received a commission and wants to hunt the 'Black Lord'."
"How is that possible? You can't control their mouths." Butner subconsciously retorted.
Suddenly, he froze there:
"You can't really control their thoughts, right......"
Lumian sneered, raised his hand holding a few paper bags and touched his head:
"Think about it with your brain.
"They don't want to spread, some people help me spread it."
Butner suddenly realized:
"You want to secretly ask a group of people to help you spread the word about this matter......"
Speaking of this, he paused for a few seconds before saying:
"You don't need to invite him, that big businessman Fidel will help you achieve your goals after knowing your performance, he has enough resources, but what if he doesn't know......"
"I'll visit him tomorrow." Lumian responded calmly.
It is very meticulous and feasible, just like an iron chain, one ring is attached to the other...... The more Butner thought about it, the more he felt that every detail of the plan had been taken into account, but the overall temperament was crazy.
After a while, he instinctively assessed:
"If the 'Black Lord' comes out of the sea of fog, it may take a few months to hear the news, and if he happens to be in Port Faring, then maybe two or three days will know."
The number of tourists coming and going from the port of Farin is only in the early 100,000s, and even the district of Trier may not be comparable to that of the district - more people are distributed in the plantations of Saint-Tik Island and the Andatna volcanic mines.
"I hope he is in Port Faring." Lumian said with a pleasant expression of a night walk.
Butner fell silent, not knowing what to say.
Back on the "Asuka", Lumian entered Room 5 of the first class, looked at Ludwig who was eating a reserved supper, and put the brown paper bags in his hand on the dining table.
The aroma of fried food and barbecue quickly wafted out.
Ludwig looked up in surprise, then buried his head and quickly ate the food that Lumian had brought back.
Lumian sat down on a nearby easy chair and shook it gently.
Finally, Ludwig sighed comfortably:
"I always get tired of eating cheese, bread, cakes and cookies for supper."
A person who can even eat live mice raw is not qualified to say this...... Lumian scolded and said with a smile:
"This proves that I have not forgotten you as a godson.
"By the way, how long do you plan to follow me like this? I have taken you away from the Church of Knowledge."
Ludwig thought about it seriously:
"When I was able to earn money to support myself, I am still a child!"
Also, if this guy doesn't have money to buy food, I'm afraid something terrible will happen...... Also, before I go to the "City of Exile", the Church of Knowledge probably won't allow Ludwig to leave me...... Lumian laughed at himself:
"I, an unmarried underage man, have to raise such a child as you for a long time."
"Not necessarily long......" Ludwig muttered softly.
Meaning, can you get back to the point where you can support yourself this year or next? Lumian pretended not to hear Ludwig's muttering, and pointed with his chin to the servant's room:
"Is that guy okay?"
Ludwig, who was acting as a small spy, asked in confusion:
"For the Intes, is it safe to go on deck and in the bar and accoste women under the pretext of helping people see a doctor?"
"Belongs." Lumian sighed helplessly.
You Intes.
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The next afternoon, amid rumors that the port closure might end tomorrow morning, Lumian got off the "Asuka" and went straight to Correas Street in the Black Pearl District to visit the big businessman Fidel in advance. Guerra.
He had received a letter from Franka through Jenna's Xia Zuo rabbit last night, and the description of the explosion in Port Farin was basically the same as the information obtained by Philip, but there were a few more details:
When the official extraordinary arrived at the scene, the "devil wizard" Boorman had already fled;
The Official Extraordinary deals with the product of a failed experiment, an undead monster made up of numerous limbs and corpses that can awaken all the dead in Port Faring;
Many patients in that hospital were killed by monsters......
Lumian still saw Fidel. Guerra, the middle-aged man of mixed race of Intis and Feneport, smoking a cigar and saying with a smile:
"Did you come by smelling? I just received the venom of the bearded horned lizard."
Just received? I'm afraid there has always been, seeing that I am working hard to catch the "Black Lord" and complete your commission, so I didn't say that I haven't received the goods yet...... Lumi smiled speculatively:
"This shows that luck is favoring me, how much Felkin?"
"3800 Felkin, I don't make much." Fidel said sincerely.
Lumian didn't bargain, he directly took out a stack of bills and counted 3,800 Feldkin.
Seeing this, Fidel called in a waiter and gave him a few instructions.
Not long after, the waiter brought back a brown glass bottle.
"It cannot be packed in metal containers, it will corrode and change the properties of the venom." Fidel asked the waiter to collect and deliver the money, while he and Lumian kept a distance of about ten meters at all times.
Lumian nodded slightly, glanced at the brown glass bottle, and put it in his pocket.
When the waiter went out, Fidel smiled again:
"I heard that you repeated your performance the night before at the bar last night?"
The big businessman showed his well-informed side.
"Of course, you should use more useful strategies." Lumian acquiesced to the other party's words.
Fidel nodded:
"I like a young man like you, I will help you spread your words and strive to make Klass. Kizz heard.
"Hehe, the adventurers I entrusted before were too stable."
"No problem, I'm actually here today for this matter." After Lumian finished speaking, he turned to leave.
After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped, turned his body sideways, and said thoughtfully:
"You say, will the 'devil wizard' Boorman be hiding with you?"
Fidel was stunned for a moment:
"What are you talking about?
"What does the 'devil wizard' have to do with me here?"
"It's nothing, just guess." Lumian smiled lightly, "Correas Street is very close to the place where the explosion occurred last night, and you are very suitable for hiding here."
Without waiting for Fidel's response, he took another step and slowly left the building.
Fidel looked at his back and frowned slightly, as if wondering why he said that.
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In the dead of night, the sound of the crashing waves echoed far away, and the "Asuka" swayed gently.
Lumian was lying on the big bed in room 5 of the first class, covered with a velvet quilt, his eyes were closed, he was breathing long, and he was sleeping soundly.
Suddenly, a dark cloud seemed to float outside the window, covering the red moon and stars high in the sky.
The room where the curtain was pulled suddenly became darker, and even if he just looked at his hands, he could only barely distinguish five fingers.
In the shadows of the large area, something seems to come to life.
(End of this chapter)