Seeing this last sentence, Philip's eyes froze instantly: Him?
The "devil wizard" he killed?
Suddenly, Philip thought of the tragic situation in Room 5 of the first-class cabin, which was like being hit by artillery.
Was that caused by the battle between Louis Berry and "The Devil Wizard" Boorman?
Although it was only a day later that there were rumors that the Church of the Fool had handed over Boorman’s head in exchange for a bounty, there was a process for everything, and it was normal to be delayed for a long time!
"Is it really the 'devil wizard' killed by Louis Berry?
"Is he so strong? I didn't realize it at all...
"I knew that he was a source of trouble, and various details proved that he had good strength and an unpredictable personality, but I never thought that he could hunt down the 'devil wizard', and it seemed that he had not suffered any obvious injuries at the time.
"He also controlled the impact of the battle within a single bedroom and did not let anyone hear the movement...
"Isn't it him who scared away 'Bonebreaker' Basil? No, he was not far from me at the time and did nothing... Unless, 'Bonebreaker' knew him and knew how dangerous he was.
?
"Those who can kill the 'Devil Wizard' are indeed qualified to intimidate the 'Bonebreaker'... Although Basil is not necessarily weaker than Boorman, but the bounty is lower, Louis Berry can kill Boorman silently.
.....
"What is the reason for encountering the 'Death Navigator'?"
Philip muttered silently.
Although he didn't fully believe that the young man who always boasted in the bar with a smile was an adventurer strong enough to hunt the "devil wizard", he didn't dare to have too many doubts.
"Boss, do you want to report the fact that Louis Berry's identity is fake?" the crew member who sent the telegram asked in a low voice.
Philip subconsciously raised the paper carrying the telegram and whipped his men's heads: "Are you afraid that you will die too late?"
"I have told you repeatedly that when you encounter something unusual on a ship, as long as the matter is not urgent, just pretend not to see it and wait until you reach your destination."
Philip thought about it, fearing that his men would make mistakes because they did not understand or accept it, so he explained a few words: "We are still at sea. After the false identity is reported, Louis Berry's original identity and existing problems will be confirmed.
, and no one can come to rescue us or help us, unless we set off from Santa Port, but this kind of cross-border cooperation requires several days of preliminary communication, and Louis Berry has already disembarked."
"Moreover, it will take some time just to confirm his original identity.
"For a report that is unlikely to succeed, isn't it worthwhile to bear the risk of being discovered by Louis Berry and irritating him?"
"I want to maintain the peace these days."
The crew member thought about it carefully and finally agreed with the leader's statement.
Philip breathed a sigh of relief, tore up the telegram and threw it into the trash can.
"Tell the people who receive the telegrams and decoders that no one can spread this matter!" Philip warned again, left the room, and went down the stairs to the deck.
He was about to discuss with his new lover some romantic things to do at night, when he saw Louis Berry, the subject of the telegram just now, standing by the side of the ship, looking at the gently undulating blue sea, and spinning around like nothing.
He was wearing a golden straw hat, and his other hand was holding a glass of pale golden champagne.
As if aware of his gaze, Lumian turned around and looked over.
He immediately smiled, raised the champagne glass in his right hand, made a gesture of clinking glasses, and then took a sip.
Phillip's body suddenly tensed up, and he tried his best not to let his expression change.
Was Louis Berry simply saying hello, or did he know about the telegram and the decision I made?
Wow! Wow! Wow!
White-headed seabirds fly under the clear blue sky, making calls that are different from similar sounds in Gati Port and Faling Port.
Sometimes they fly low and pass between the wooden fishing boats with white sails.
Fishing is one of the main industries of Santa Port, and the fear and respect for the sea are engraved in the blood of every fisherman here.
For them, they can have children who do not believe in the "Earth Mother Goddess", and they cannot have descendants who desecrate the sea prayer ceremony.
Looking at the scenery that was different from Intis Port and the gradually getting higher mountains in the distance from Santa Port, Lumian quietly praised "The Fool".
The journey from Port Falin to Port Santa was so peaceful, with no storms, no pirates, and no extraordinary events.
This allowed him to enjoy a peaceful life for several days. He finished reading two introductory textbooks on Plateau language and roughly browsed through the information on the creatures of the spiritual world.
He couldn't find an introduction to the evil spirit from the depths of death named "Arden". I don't know if the "Magician" lady didn't provide it, or she didn't know it clearly.
"We will be able to enter the port in half an hour." Standing at the living room window of Room 5 of the first-class cabin, Lumian moved his neck, gradually getting excited after his body had been resting for the past few days.
Here are clues to the core members of "April Fool's Day", "The Bard" and "Salty Egg Superman"!
Of course, it could also be a trap.
Lumian's body trembled slightly and he couldn't wait any longer.
Finally, the "Flying Bird" docked in Santa Port.
When Lumian led Ludwig and Lugano, who was carrying the suitcase, towards the gangway, they met Patna-Conté and his female companion Nolfi who were already waiting on the deck.
I don't know if it was influenced by Lumian's statement that "adventurers should try their best to enjoy today, because there may be no tomorrow." Nolfi, who originally insisted on living in different cabins, had moved to Butner two days ago.
Butner's face is rosy now, he is full of energy, and his whole person is radiating confidence.
He smiled and waved his hand and said: "Louis, you really don't look like an adventurer. What adventurer takes his children to sea?"
"Isn't protecting children for employers a task that adventurers often receive?" Lumian retorted with a smile.
In a sense, the Church of the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom" is indeed his employer.
Butner glanced at Ludwig, who was dressed like a young gentleman but carrying a red hard schoolbag, and felt that this explanation was quite reasonable.
However, the child's parents are so trusting of a strange adventurer and entrust their child to him?
"At the same time, he is still my godson." Lumian added.
Butner suddenly understood, pointed to the port area below and said: "Where do you plan to live? Then let's go watch the sea prayer ceremony together?"
"It's not sure yet. If the gods allow us to meet, we will meet again." After arriving at Santa Port, the nerves in Lumian's mind were already tense and he no longer disclosed his whereabouts at will.
Butner, who was used to his occasional soothsayer-like words, didn't think there was anything wrong and could only sigh and said: "I hope we can meet again."
He waved his hand and walked towards the gangway with his female companion Nolfi.
Lumian smiled and reminded: "Do you know Plateau dialect?"
"A little bit." Butner pointed at Nolfi, who had cute features, black hair and brown eyes, "but her mother is a native of Santa Port, and she is a hybrid of Fenebote and Intis."
A native of Santa Port... No wonder you know about the sea prayer ceremony and want to experience it... Lumian said no more and watched Butner and Nolfi carry their suitcases and walk down the gangway.
"Louis is not only generous and enthusiastic, good at joking, but he also seems to have a very professional ethics." Before leaving the port area, Butner looked back at the "Bird" and said to Nolfi, "He just didn't tell us that they would
Where he lives, he obviously doesn’t want to reveal his employer’s situation. He probably went to Santa Puerto to send the child home.”
Nolfi nodded lightly: "You shouldn't have asked in the first place. The adventurer's friends are all here today, and they may not meet again in the future."
"Haha, you have been contaminated by Louis' philosophy of life." Butner saw a newsboy coming to solicit business, and said to Nolfi, "Buy some newspapers related to maritime rumors. We have been on the ship for several days, and the news
It’s all lagging behind.”
Nolfi also had this idea, so he took out the Degen coins he had exchanged in advance and bought two newspapers.
She stood on the street, unfolded one of the newspapers called "Five Posters", a popular newspaper in the coastal port of Feneport, and read the content above.
Butner, who did not understand Plateau language, waited patiently, waiting for his female companion to relay the content to him after reading it.
Suddenly, Nolfi's eyes narrowed, and his hand holding the newspaper was obviously harder than before.
"What's wrong?" Butner asked curiously.
Nolfi hesitated and said: "There is a rumor in Faling Port that the adventurer who hunted the 'Devil Wizard' is called..."
"What's it called?" Butner asked.
Nolfi was silent for a few seconds and said, "Call Louis Berry."
Louis, Louis. Berry? Butner was stunned for a moment.
Lumian, Ludwig and Lugano waited until the passengers were almost gone before disembarking.
When leaving the gangway, he saw at the end of the road ahead, a woman wearing a black nun's uniform and matching hat, carrying a brown suitcase, turned into a fork in the road.
Yes, is it the crying woman I saw when I used the "Peeping Glasses"? Lumian looked away thoughtfully.
As he moved forward, he thought about his next arrangements.
First of all, you have to find a hotel close to the port area. Secondly, write a letter to Ms. "Magician" and tell her that you have arrived at Santa Port. This matter involves the Heavenly Lord, and there may be a layout of "Loki". You can't
Disdain for carelessness...
Write a letter to Ms. Magic.
write a letter!
Lumian's pupils suddenly dilated, trying to see whether the world in front of him was real.
He was on the ship for so many days, but he always forgot one thing, and that was to write a letter to Ms. "Magician"!
At first, he obviously wanted to consult his Major Arcana card and ask her if there was anything wrong with the "Asuka"'s frequent disasters!