The Order of Abundance is located on the edge of the city, near the suburbs, occupying an entire street, with its own fields and orchards, raising a variety of livestock, where the monks and nuns work and are self-sufficient when they are not on duty.
Lugano took Ludwig and looked up at the green vines that wrapped around the monastery's spires and the emblem of life surrounded by them——— a stick put baby in the middle of symbols such as ears of wheat, flowers, and springs, and said to Noalia, a battle nun who walked in front of her:
"I was attacked and just recorded a statement from the police station."
Noalia was wearing a two-horned hat with white stripes on a black background, which was a dual symbol of religion and battle, and frowned slightly and said:
"Louis. Where's Berry?"
She didn't ask about the details of Lugano's attack, but paid more attention to Louis. Where did Berry, the big adventurer, go?
Lugano shook his head and replied sincerely:
"I don't know, he just asked me to record my confession and come here to tell you that I was attacked."
Noalya's expression suddenly became a little solemn.
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In the port area, in front of the gray-black sturdy building of the fisheries association.
Lumian, who changed into a white shirt, black vest and brown trousers, wore a golden straw hat and walked out of the gate step by step.
The two gatekeepers guarding here were not equipped with guns, but like many pedestrians coming and going, they carried straight swords and short knives at their waists.
"Who are you looking for?" They all reached out at the same time and stopped Lumian.
Lumian "couldn't understand" the plateau language, so he directly pulled out his revolver and pulled the trigger towards the sky.
With a bang, he stepped into the castle-like house of the Fisheries Guild between the two doormen.
The two doormen, you look at me, I look at you, hesitating and not stopping.
One of them ran to the port police station, and the other turned around and ran into the gray-black building, trying to report to his immediate boss and ask him to decide what to do.
Lumian carried a revolver, moving forward unslowly, passing through the hall and climbing the stairs leading to the committee's office amidst the panicked dodging staff and the incomprehensible glances from different places.
When he was about to reach the second floor, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.
The figure had bronze skin, was thick and strong, with black hair and blue eyes, and was the young man who had previously supported the president of the Fisheries Association, Hu An. Oro.
He was the grandson of the old man, Fernandez. Oro.
Fernandez looked down at Lumian who was going up step by step, and said through gritted teeth:
"How dare you break into the guild!"
Lumian didn't pay attention to him at all, and walked towards the entrance of the second floor without speeding up or slowing down.
Fernandez restrained the expression on his face, his waist and back were slightly hooked, and there seemed to be a little brilliance in his eyes.
Suddenly, Lumian felt that the light around him had dimmed a lot.
At the same time, there was an invisible force pressing down on the top of his head, and his feet were wrapped in layers of restraints.
This made him feel that he had suddenly become shorter and his body swayed, and Fernandez seemed to have grown taller, blocking the light that seeped in the corridor, leaving a thick black shadow.
Step on!
He took a step, clenched his right fist in his hand, and smashed it into Lumian's head.
The sound of the wind sounded, and the fist was like a hammer, accelerating continuously as if attracted by a magnet.
Lumian raised his head, and something in his body exploded, breaking through the seal.
His thighs suddenly thickened, his brown loose trousers tightened, and his whole body grew taller out of thin air, causing the sleeves and trouser legs to shrink up for a while, stuck in the bulging muscles.
Bang!
He returned the fist with his left fist, which was like a cannonball, and blasted into Fernandez's fist.
The two collided, making a roaring sound, and the stairs trembled and shook for it.
Fernandez couldn't bear the huge force and took two steps back, but there was no fear on his face, but a little joy.
As he retreated, his eyes became extremely deep, but there was a little bit of brilliance.
He raised his left hand, and his fingertips, whose skin was unusually rough, quickly condensed into a rich green brilliance.
The light turned into a ray and ran silently towards Lumian, who had been temporarily in place because of the collision just now.
Fernandez chose to fight in close quarters from the beginning in order to create an opportunity for this ray that can destroy the structure of the human body and make the target quickly weaken and suffer internal injuries.
The dark green dangerous ray was not much slower than the speed of light, and Lumian, who failed to dodge in advance, could only watch him fall between his chest and abdomen.
But the dark green ray passed straight through, hitting only a phantom.
After using the strength accumulated by the "Ascetic" to fight with Fernandez, Lumian took advantage of the situation to bend his back and stood in place as an arch bridge, avoiding possible sneak attacks.
In the process, he also used the "Face of Nisser" to create an illusion of himself still standing upright based on his lower body!
The dark green rays gradually diverged and disappeared into the wall at the corner of the stairs.
Lumian's body suddenly rose with a layer of crimson and almost white fire.
He turned into a fireball and roared at Fernandez, who had just gained a foothold.
Fernandez's pupils seemed to be stimulated by the blazing fire, and they shrank significantly.
He fell sharply to the side, clenched his right hand into a fist, and pulled down.
Lumian suddenly felt an invisible force pulling him to the ground.
He was neither frightened nor angry, and took advantage of the situation to disperse the fire, revealing his figure, and stepped on the floor of the corridor.
Bang!
He stepped on his body heavily, and in the slight shaking of the building, he ran to Fernandez, who had just turned over and stood up, and his left fist blasted at the other party with a red and almost white fire.
Fernandez didn't have time to use his extraordinary abilities, so he could only cross his arms and hurriedly block it.
Rumble!
The fire exploded, and Lumian knocked the young man backwards with a punch, crashing into the side office with the door half-closed, smashing the log-colored desk.
Taking advantage of Fernandez's dizziness and pain, Lumian took two steps to follow, rushed into the office, and swung his left fist again,
The crimson and almost white flames ignited in the face of the fist, illuminating the entire room extremely brightly.
Boom!
This punch hit Fernandez's chest, sending out explosive movements.
The splashing fire was involved by an invisible force, and it failed to completely break Fernandez's chest, but only made it sink in, making the target's eyes dark.
Lumian stopped, looked at Fernandez in a semi-comatose state with an expressionless face, and raised his left hand.
A huge, crimson, almost white fireball quickly condensed, compressed layer by layer, and was about to play the role of a reaper.
In the next second, the fireball flew out and locked on to Fernandez.
Suddenly, it floated upwards, crossed the target, and slammed into the wall behind the desk.
Boom!
The blazing white and reddish fire broke through the glass window, broke through the wall, and sprayed out to the outside of the Fisheries Guild building, steaming up in mid-air.
Almost at the same time, Lumian felt that he had come to a dark and deep void, dotted with bright stars that would blink in the distance.
He saw Juan again. Aurora, an old man with deep wrinkles.
At this moment, Noalia ran to the square where the wave statue was erected, and shouted at the gap in the building where the window frame had fallen to the ground:
"Stop!"
Hearing the voice of the battle nun, Lumian sighed regretfully, turned the revolver, and inserted it back into the armpit gun pocket, and Juan in front of him. Auror and the surrounding void disappeared.
A few minutes later, Juan. Auror walked out of the gray-black building of the Fisheries Guild with a cane, and said to Noalia in a deep voice:
"He attacked Fernandez, you must catch him!"
Noalia glanced at the president of the fisheries guild and said coldly:
"Is that asking Fernandez to go to the police station to assist in the investigation of the Aquinas Street shooting?
"You all calm down and work together to maintain order in Santa Harbor, otherwise, you won't think that the church can't deal with you, right?"
At the end, the battle nun looked at Lumian and warned him as a sign of justice.
Juan. Oro was silent for a moment and said:
"I don't know what the Aquinas Street shooting was."
After saying that, he turned around, staggered back to the fisheries association with crutches, and a number of staff greeted him and helped him.
Seeing this, Noalia took her combat team members to "escort" Lumian out of here.
Out of the port area, the battle nun asked the team members to slow down and distance themselves from each other, while she and Lumian walked side by side.
"You are so stubborn, we are very embarrassed, order, understand, the superficial order must be maintained." Noalia raised her hand and pinched the sides of her forehead, "It's good that you didn't really kill Fernandez, otherwise, I would have to execute the arrest."
Lumian laughed and said:
"If I really want to kill Fernandez, he can't wait for you to stop this fight, nor can he wait for Juan. Oro saves him."
This is the truth.
Alia Noah was stunned for a moment, thought for a few seconds and said:
"Show your attitude, strength, and confidence to those who are on the sidelines?
"At the same time, let Juan. Oroki misjudged your strength in this battle?"
Lumian didn't answer, with a smile, looked ahead and said:
"Where did those 'Governors of the Sea' end up going?"
Noelia was silent for a moment and said:
"They were ostensibly sent to different places, but according to our observations, as short as four or five months, no more than three years, these 'governors of the sea' will mysteriously disappear and disappear without knowing their whereabouts.
Returned to the sea on its own? Lumian smiled and said:
"Look, isn't the harvest of beating Fernandez just here?"
The "Earth Mother Goddess" Church is willing to reveal more information.
Noalia was not angry, and said with a smile:
"No one will put down all their chips in the first place.
"When you investigate to a certain extent, we will provide more."
Lumian looked at the blue sea on the side and thought for a moment:
"You haven't said what your 'Earth Mother Goddess' Church wants to achieve in this matter."
Noalya's eyes moved slightly, and she suddenly raised her hand, pointed at the pedestrians who were arguing in front of her, and shouted loudly:
"No street fights!"
Before she finished speaking, she had already run over with her team members, leaving Lumian alone in place.
Lumian sneered and shook his head slowly.
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Late at night, Lumian was about to take off his clothes and go to bed when he suddenly heard the low and hoarse voice of the "Knight of Swords" as if he was suppressing something:
"I found clues to the whereabouts of the two targets."
(End of this chapter)