"I'm sorry, I didn't know it would be like this." Ryan apologized to Lumian politely.

Lumian laughed and said, "Is this worth another glass of 'Green Fairy'?"

Without waiting for Ryan to answer, he changed the subject:

"Strangers, what are you doing in Cordu, buying wool and leather?"

Many residents in Cordu make a living by herding sheep.

Ryan breathed a sigh of relief silently, and seized this opportunity to say:

"We are here to visit the parish priest of the 'Eternal Sun' Church in your village, Guillaume Bennet, but he is neither at home nor in the church."

"No need to say which church it is from, there is only one church in Cordu." Pierre, who drank Ryan's free absinthe, kindly reminded him.

Other locals around the bar were drinking their own drinks, and no one answered Ryan's question, as if that name represented some kind of taboo or authority that could not be discussed casually.

Lumian took a sip of wine, thought for a few seconds and said:

"I can probably guess where the parish priest is. Do you need me to take you there?"

"Then I'll trouble you." Leah said without hesitation.

Ryan nodded:

"Wait until you finish this glass."

"Okay." Lumian picked up the glass and gulped down the light green liquid.

He put the glass down and stood up:

"Let's go."

"Thank you so much." Leah greeted Lumian while asking Valentine and Leah to stand up.

Lumian smiled:

"It doesn't matter. You listened to my story and I drank your wine. We are friends, right?"

"Yes." Leah nodded gently.

Lumian's smile became brighter and brighter, and he stretched out his arms, as if to give the other person a hug.

At the same time, he said enthusiastically:

"Nice to meet you, my cabbages."

Ryan, who was about to embrace, froze:

"Cabbage?"

His expression was both confused and embarrassed.

Valentine and Leah were the same.

"This is our nickname for friends. People in the Darriege area know it. It has been like this for hundreds of years." Lumian explained innocently, "Believe me, my cabbages."

Liya couldn't help but look around, making a jingling sound.

Pierre and others nodded one after another, indicating that Lumian did not lie this time, but the smiles on their faces seemed to say that they were happy to see that outsiders could not stand such an intimate name.

Lumian touched his chin:

"Don't you like it?

"Then I'll change to something else, which is also used to address friends.

"My rabbits, my chickens, my ducks, my lambs, which one do you like?"

Lian's expression became more and more stiff, and Valentine frowned.

Liya replied angrily and amusedly:

"Let's go with cabbage, at least it sounds more normal."

Huh, Ryan exhaled quietly, pressed Valentine's elbow, nodded slightly and said:

"They all sound like precious things at home."

Without waiting for Lumian to respond, he turned his body and said to the bartender:

"Pay the bill."

"2 Felkin." The bartender glanced at the cups on the bar.

When Ryan paid the bill, Leah changed the subject:

"Lumian is a rare name."

"At least it's better than Pierre or Guillaume." Lumian smiled, "If you call Pierre here, at least one-third of people will respond to you. If you call Guillaume again, another one-third of people will respond to you. And this..."

He pointed to the thin middle-aged man who was drinking free wine:

"His full name is Pierre Guillaume."

Liya smiled appropriately, and fooled the topic of cabbage.

Before leaving the tavern, Lumian looked back.

"What's wrong?" Leah asked curiously.

Lumian answered thoughtfully:

"Today, there are more than three strangers in the tavern. There was another one before, but I don't know when he left."

"What does he look like?" Ryan's expression straightened.

Lumian thought back:

"A lady, very elegant, obviously from a big city, I can't tell what she looks like, how about I draw her for you?"

"Can you draw?" Leah had already understood Lumian's character, and asked cautiously.

Lumian laughed:

"No."

"Then let's go find the parish priest first." Ryan stopped the topic.

There were no street lights in Cordu Village at night, but it was not completely dark. The twinkling stars in the sky brought a quiet glimmer, and the yellowish light from the windows of some houses on both sides of the road made the four people walk steadily.

Not long after, they arrived at the "Eternal Sun" Church next to the village square.

In the dark night, the most magnificent building in the village seemed to blend into the night, slightly hazy.

"We have been here, and there was no one." Valentine, who had been indifferent and silent, frowned and said.

Lumian smiled and said, "If there is no one at the main gate, it doesn't mean there are no people at other places." As he spoke, he led Ryan and the other two around the front of the church and came to a place near the cemetery. There was a dark brown wooden door here. Without waiting for Ryan to knock on the door, Lumian reached over and fiddled with the keyhole for a few times. With a creak, he opened the side door. "Isn't this impolite?" Ryan frowned. Leah nodded: "We are here to visit the parish priest, not to deal with him." "Okay." Lumian was very receptive to other people's correct opinions. He pulled the wooden door closed and knocked gently. "Hey, is anyone there? If you don't answer, I'll come in." He lowered his voice very low, as if he was talking to himself at night. There was silence in the church. The next second, Lumian pushed the door open again and pointed inside:

"Go in."

Ryan originally wanted to refuse, but looking at the deep darkness behind the door, he pondered for a few seconds and looked at his companion.

"Okay." He took a step forward, slowly but firmly.

Liya and Valentine followed closely behind.

At this time, Liya's two boots and the four silver bells tied on both sides of the veil did not make any sound.

In the dim and gloomy environment, the four people walked forward.

Suddenly, Ryan stopped and said in a low voice:

"It seems that there is a sound?"

"Yes." Lumian agreed deeply.

As soon as the voice fell, he pushed aside suddenly and opened another door with a clang.

It seemed to be the confessional of the church. The dim starlight flowed in, illuminating a simple low bed and a naked middle-aged man.

The strong man was pressing on a white female body.

For a moment, everyone was stunned, including the strong man and the lady under him.

After a few seconds, the strong man turned his head and roared at Ryan and others:

"You sons of a bitch, you have disrupted the actions of the Holy Church!"

Amid the reverberating roar, Lumian, who had moved behind Ryan and others, waved his hand and laughed very quickly:

"It seems that the parish priest has been found. My cabbages, see you tomorrow!"

Halfway through his words, he turned and ran towards the side door, and the words behind him fluttered in the wind, getting lower and lower.

At this moment, a sentence appeared in the minds of Leah, Ryan and Valentine at the same time.

The words of the middle-aged man named Pierre Guillaume:

"This guy is the most mischievous person in the village, you must stay away from him..."

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Under the starlight falling from the sky, Lumian whistled.

He put his hands in his pockets, walked leisurely on the country road.

"The parish priest is indeed having an affair with Mrs. Puaris.

"These outsiders are obviously of some status. The parish priest must not dare to do anything to them. He must pay a great price to prevent the reputation of having an affair in the church from spreading, right?

"Humph, who always wants to take advantage of Aurore? I have been waiting for this opportunity for a long time..."

While muttering in his heart, Lumian returned to his home on the edge of the village.

This is a semi-underground two-story house. The first floor is a kitchen that also serves as a living room. There is an oven and a large stove.

"Aurore! Aurore!" Lumian shouted as he walked up the stairs.

No one responded to him.

There were three rooms and a bathroom on the second floor, all with their doors open.

Lumian glanced at them one by one, but did not see his sister.

He thought for a moment, came to the end of the corridor, and climbed up to the roof from the ladder there.

The orange-red roof was enveloped by the diffuse night, and a figure sat in the middle, hugging her knees and quietly looking at the starry sky.

This was an extremely beautiful woman with long and thick blonde hair, light blue eyes, and bright features.

At this moment, she stared at the sky intently, looking at the little bit of brilliance that flickered, with a quiet expression, like a statue.

Lumian did not speak, moved to the side of the woman, and sat down as well.

He raised his head slightly, looked at the mountains and forests in the distance, and heard the sound of wind blowing through the trees.

After an unknown amount of time, the woman raised her arms and stretched without any image.

"Aurore, I don't understand what's so good about this view that it's worth you coming to the rooftop often." Lumian said.

"Call me sister!" Aurore raised her finger and tapped Lumian's head.

Then, she sighed and said with a dark expression:

"A philosopher once said that there are only two things in this world that are worthy of awe, one is the morality in the heart, and the other is the starry sky above the head."

Lumian glanced at her sister's slightly melancholy face and smiled deliberately:

"I can answer this question, Emperor Roselle said so!"

"Puff..." Aurore laughed out loud.

She sniffed and raised her beautiful golden eyebrows:

"Drinking again!"

"This is called socializing." Lumian took the opportunity to talk about what happened just now, "I met three strangers..."

Aurore couldn't help laughing:

"I'm really afraid that the parish priest will be frightened and get sick."

The next second, her face became serious:

"Lumian, don't provoke the parish priest again, he won't do anything to me, and it will be troublesome to change a new one."

"But I hate him when I see him..." Before Lumian finished speaking, Aurore stood up.

She looked down at her brother and smiled:

"Okay, it's time to go to bed, my drunkard brother."

While speaking, Aurore threw some silver dust.

Then she floated up, like a little bird, slowly flew down from the roof and turned into the window on the second floor.

Lumian finished reading quietly and shouted anxiously:

"What about me?"

"Climb down by yourself!" Aurore in the house responded mercilessly.

Lumian curled his lips, and the smile on his face disappeared little by little.

He looked at the silver light that was quickly extinguished in the night, sighed softly, and said to himself:

"I don't know when I can have such extraordinary power..."