Chapter 537 The Other Side of the Mountain It was not until today, just when he was thinking about the next arrangements, that Lumian seemed to wake up from a dream and remembered that he had thought about writing a letter to the "Magician" lady but had forgotten. This sent chills down his spine and made the hair stand on end more than getting shot in battle. If similar situations escalate, he might die without knowing how he died! "I seem to have had this feeling before... Yes! When we were in Dadel Town, Lugano and I unconsciously ignored the option of escaping, and kept looking for excuses to enter the town and investigate the madness." Lumian's thoughts raced, and he suddenly had a guess: The woman I just saw, the crying woman on the "Flying Bird", is the source of the madness, the human-shaped seal that escaped from control! After she left the town of Duddle, she arrived at Port Gatti and boarded the "Flying Bird"! "Will she instinctively influence the thoughts of the people around her, making us forget thoughts that may threaten her? This requires timely monitoring of everyone's mental activities to achieve this, right? "Or, as Anthony guessed before, she naturally gave mental hints to everyone who approached her and every fellow shipmate, so that we would ignore her existence. Even if we occasionally saw her, we would forget about her. At the same time, all communications with high-sequence forces would be 'actively' forgotten or abandoned? Well, this high-sequence should not be identified by her, but comes from our self-cognition. If we think it is a high-sequence, then it is a high-sequence... "Once she had left the boat and was no longer giving us spontaneous and persistent hints, we were able to remember the neglected questions through associations with other things... "Fortunately, this seal has not caused any disease on the 'Flying Bird', otherwise, I might have gone out of control and turned into a monster... "Besides Ludwig and I, was there anyone else who scared away Basil the Bonebreaker? Haha, it's quite interesting to think about it from the perspective of the Bonebreaker. He specifically chose an ordinary merchant ship to rob, but as soon as he surfaced, he felt three malicious forces, each more dangerous and terrifying than the last. It was like poking a hornet's nest. In that situation, he had no choice but to run away. "Were those strange fishes of 'Death Navigator' also attracted by her?" Lumian was frightened at first, then somewhat happy.
This proves that for the disasters encountered by the "Flying Bird", he only made a tiny contribution as Auror said. During the entire journey, only the "devil wizard" incident was indeed caused by him! Lumian could accept this frequency. With this guess, Lumian immediately took out a notepad and a fountain pen and began writing a memo: "Find a hotel nearby and write a letter to Ms. Magician, focusing on the Death Mark and the humanoid seal." After folding the memo and putting it in his pocket, Lumian took advantage of Lugano's conversation with the sailors, workers, and passengers at the dock to ask about the hotels nearby. He lowered his voice, looked at his left chest, and said: "Thermiporos, you didn't even notice that such a dangerous seal was nearby." Thermopylae's magnificent and layered voice rang out: "Why should I remind you?" Wow, you understand the "art of speaking"... Lumian muttered in his mind and turned his head to look at Ludwig who was chewing a long loaf of bread. I don’t know if this kid really didn’t notice it because he was sealed by the Church of Knowledge, or he thought that the other party was not crazy and there was no danger, so there was no need to worry about it for the time being... Lumian retracted his gaze and waited until Lugano asked for directions before taking Ludwig to the port exit. Santa Port is divided into two parts. One third is provided to fishermen. There is a large open space and three ice factories built nearby. Two thirds belong to merchant ships. Passengers constantly come in, and smelted steel, forged swords, woven wool and other items are constantly moved to the bottom of the cabin by mechanical cranes. Lumian sniffed the fishy smell in the air, and looked calmly at the mountains in the distance, and at the black smoke rising from the southeast of the city, which was the downwind direction. With the help of Lugano and Ludwig each picking two, finalizing the candidate list, and then staying at whichever one they met, Lumian arrived at an ordinary hotel called "Solo". In the Highland language, this word means "sun". Although the Kingdom of Feynaport does not have the belief in the "Eternal Sun" and only worships the "Mother Goddess of the Earth", due to the overall environment being sunny and quite hot, the words "Solo" and "Solos" (sunshine) appear widely in various places that need to be named. Lumian took off his golden straw hat that blocked the October sun and booked a suite from the tall, thin, gray-haired boss with prominent cheekbones and a thick beard for gold rizos, or 3 filgin, per day. ——The official currency of Feynetport is rizo, seta and degen. It is said that it was designed by scholars of the Church of Knowledge when the Church of Mother Earth and the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom jointly dominated this vast land before the Kingdom of Feynetport and the Central and Southern Countries separated. Unlike the anti-human currency system of the Loen Kingdom's gold pound, 1 rizo is equal to 10 seta, 1 seta is equal to 10 degen, and degen has four denominations: five degen, whole degen, half degen and quarter degen. Currently, 1 rizo is equivalent to 2 felgolds, which is equivalent to 12 rizos to 1 gold pound. Lumian had already exchanged 1000 rizos - which included a lot of setas and degens. After paying the bill and walking upstairs, Lumian saw a youthful girl with long brown hair and freckles on her face coming in from outside. She greeted the boss with the word "Grandpa" in the plateau dialect. The boss, whose cheekbones were slightly sunburned, hugged the girl, put his right cheek against hers, and replied with a smile. That was not in the vocabulary of the plateau language that Lumian knew, so he turned his head to look at Lugano and expressed his questioning with his eyes. "What old Delva said was 'I'm glad to see you, my little cabbage."
"Little Cabbage..." Lumian was stunned for a moment and repeated the name in a low voice. Lugano, with thick eyebrows, big eyes and regular features, spoke in confusion: "Don't you know that there are many descendants of the Dariege people here?" Standing at the second-floor staircase, he pointed to the wall outside: "That mountain range in the distance is the Piraes Mountains, uh, you Dariege people like to call it the Dariege Mountains." Lumian suddenly understood the whole situation: "Is this the south of the Dariege Mountains?" "To the southwest, you have to take a steam train for several hours to reach the Liege Mountains. In between, there are large plains and grasslands and many towns and villages." Lugano introduced as he went up. "As you know, shepherds in Liege and nearby areas will move to the plains and grasslands in the south to graze every autumn. Some of them will settle down, and some will try to find opportunities in several large cities around. Santa Port is one of them. "If you go northeast, it's okay if you don't know the highland language. There are many people who can speak Intis. I have a cousin who was originally a widow. Later, when she was herding sheep, she met a local and married him. She stopped herding and instead helped the herders introduce sheep, cheese, wool and other businesses. She even saved up a vineyard. Hehe, her husband listens to her very much. This may be a Feynapote man. It's a pity that I'm not a woman, otherwise, I would have converted to the 'Mother Earth'!" Listening to Lugano's introduction, Lumian suddenly remembered a point of knowledge that Aurore had once mentioned: The Darriege Mountains block most of the cold winds from the south. "So, the Gaia Province south of the Dariege Mountains has plenty of sunshine and hot weather. Even in winter, the plains are covered with green grass and can be used for grazing... So that's how it is..." Lumian felt that the knowledge was "moving" and forming a network that helped him clearly grasp the geographical conditions and weather characteristics of Santapuerto and its northeast area. Suddenly, he thought of another thing: Could it be that most of the extraordinary people captured by Pierre and other shepherds who believe in fate come from this area? With such a port and mountains rich in minerals, there are indeed more Beyonders here... In that case, my "Hunter", "Provocateur", and even "Arsonist" extraordinary characteristics are inseparable from this place... I am here now... Why do I smell the scent of fate... Lumian responded to Lugano's words casually: "How many children did your cousin have?" “Three,” Lugano replied. "If she hadn't given birth to a child, would her husband still be so obedient?" Lumian had heard about the belief in the "Mother Earth Goddess" from the migrating herders. What they respect more is fertility and reproduction. "Definitely not," Lugano replied without any doubt. As they were talking, the three of them went up to the fifth floor and entered the suite at the end of the corridor. Lumian walked onto the balcony and cast his gaze toward the mottled mountains in the distance. There are highland pastures and the village of Koldu. After nearly a quarter of an hour, Lumian returned to the bedroom in silence and began to write letters to Ms. "Magician" and Franca. He also wanted to inform Franca about the humanoid seal and ask her to alert the official Beyonders of the Feynaporte Kingdom through "007". After all, such a dangerous "pathogen" that could go crazy at any time was indeed not suitable to roam outside. ………… "Wow! I told you, Lumian will definitely meet the source of the madness again!" When Franca received the letter, she was about to go out with Janna. They were going to the Trier Catacombs.
A few days ago, Janna wanted to go and see the "Chrismona Night Pillar" again, hoping to gain something, but she didn't dare to go there rashly, fearing that she would arouse the suspicion of the Witch Sect - she still lived with Franca and couldn't guarantee that she was not being watched by the Witch Sect. Through Anthony's introduction, she finally received a task that could serve as a reason at a mystical gathering: Retrieve an Antique Tear Bottle from a family vault on the third level of the Catacombs for your employer. (End of this chapter)