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Chapter 64 Tamara Family

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Lumian drank fermented grape juice bought from a street vendor and observed the suite rented by the great adventurer Louis Bay in a relaxed state. He looked down Aquinas Street from time to time, looking around to look for other possible surveillance. who.

More than half an hour ago, he changed his clothes, changed his appearance, "teleported" directly to a nearby neighborhood, walked back, and rented a room in a suitable location.

Not long after, Lumian couldn't help but chuckle when he saw Lugano going out timidly and preparing extra breakfast for Ludwig.

This guy was frightened by yesterday's attack.

But unless the people in the fishing guild have their brains eroded by extraordinary power and cannot control their emotions and think rationally, it is unlikely that they will come to assassinate Lugano, the translator and guide again, because the great adventurer Louis Bay yesterday The response is telling everyone clearly:

If you can't kill me directly, then don't try to target the people around me. You can assassinate me, and I, Louis Bay, can do the same. The members of your fishery guild and the corresponding children will always have a few descendants who lack protection or are not strong enough. I am traveling alone. Do you think I dare to take action? Do you have the strength?

If you want to find an opportunity to destroy me with all your strength, just stay calm!

Faced with such an "answer", the members of the Fisheries Guild would know what to do if they were clear-headed. The great adventurer Louis Bay is not an official extraordinary person, nor is he a policeman. To expect him to abide by the law and not implicate his family is simply not possible. Not realistic.

Moreover, judging from his performance and rumors these days, he is an adventurer who likes to imitate Gehrman Sparrow and is known for being radical, crazy and ruthless. Such a person cannot do anything.

Of course, Lumian will not be completely negligent. Lugano will be "accompanied" by Ludwig and will be under his supervision throughout the process. After all, in addition to the Fisheries Guild, Santa Port has many other people who want to take advantage of it. Those who use this opportunity to achieve certain goals may disguise themselves as members of the Fisheries Guild and attack the translator and godson of the great adventurer Louis Bay, intensifying the conflict between him and the Fisheries Guild and triggering a conflict in advance.

If a "conspirator" ignores this level of conspiracy, he is definitely not qualified.

After Lugano bought a bunch of breakfast and returned to the suite on the fifth floor of the Solo Hotel, Lumian took his eyes back from the high-backed chair that looked like it was wearing a golden straw hat in the blind corner of the dining table, turned around and left the current room, planning to Go for a walk around the neighborhood.

As soon as he entered the corridor, he saw a man who was less than 1.7 meters tall but relatively strong standing at the stairs.

The man had brown hair, brown eyes, and rough skin. He was holding a special long-mouthed cigarette and cast his gaze on Lumian.

He asked in Plateau dialect: "Who asked you to come here to monitor Louis Bey?"

Lumian laughed: "Aren't you here to monitor Louis Bay?"

"I didn't even ask who sent you, why do you ask me?"

He also speaks fluent Plateau dialect.

The man holding a long cigarette thought for a few seconds, nodded in agreement, and moved out of the way to enter the stairs.

Lumian passed in front of him and went down step by step.

Looking at Lumian's back, the man's eyes gradually became dangerous.

He raised his left hand and gently twisted the special long-mouthed cigarette.

Then, he took a deep breath and blew it into the "cigarette holder".

Silently, a slender steel needle flew out from the burnt tobacco and headed straight for the Lumian vest less than two meters away.

This is a type of blowdart, originating from certain tribes in the primitive jungles of the southern continent. However, most of those blowdarts are one or two meters long and cannot be carried concealed at all. They are used to sneak attack others. Later, through the belief in "the relationship between steam and machinery" "God" has been transformed into a bounty hunter with strong hands-on ability, and a weakened version that is only one length longer than an ordinary cigarette has appeared.

While its portability and concealment have been improved, its power has inevitably plummeted, and its shooting range has been reduced to within four or five meters. However, with specially made arrows containing toxins such as anesthesia and lethality, it still has a strong impact. Due to its useful value, it is loved by many bounty hunters in the northern and southern continents.

The man who attacked Lumian hid it in a long-mouthed cigarette in order to paralyze his target and wait for the opportunity to get closer.

His purpose is to control the other party and torture him to find out who his client is.

The steel needle flashed past, but Lumian seemed to have expected it. When the man behind him blew air, he suddenly bent his back forward, pulled his spine sideways, and avoided it in an extremely twisted and inhuman posture. Passed the blowing dart.

With a slight pop, the steel needle sank into the wooden staircase.

The next second, the eyes of the man who attacked Lumian widened, and he saw the target swinging his fist in a posture that surpassed human flexibility.

He fainted.

Lumian recovered from his almost twisted body, bent down and picked up the attacker, dragging him into the room he rented.

Then, while the other party was still in a coma, Lumian poured some truth serum into him, estimated the time, and woke him up.

Looking at the ordinary face without any characteristics, the attacker shouted in a panic: "I just want to stun you and find a place to force you to ask who your client is!"

"The toxin on the arrow is anesthetic in nature!"

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Lumian, who was squatting in front of the other party, smiled and said, "Now let me ask you, who is your client?"

"It's Juan Oro!" the man with brown hair and brown eyes blurted out.

Lumian asked again: "Really?"

"Yes, no, it's actually someone else..." At this point, the man closed his mouth in horror.

Lumian followed suit: "Who is it?"

The man struggled for a few seconds and replied in a state of being unable to control his mouth: "Ruvio Paco."

Rubio... He monitored what I was doing and wanted to gain some kind of benefit from the actions of the great adventurer. This is also the reason why he did not secretly reveal information to me. Lumian nodded gently, straightened up and said: "You have bad breath, remember Brush your teeth more.”

"..." The attacker looked confused and didn't understand why the topic turned to this, but he still answered "passively", "I really don't like brushing my teeth."

Lumian shook his head in disgust and left the room without taking the blow dart as a trophy, leaving behind a message: "Remember to lock the door for me."

In the apartment rented by Franka and Jenna in the Monument District of Terre.

They have received the reply letter from Ms. "Judgement" through Xia Zuotu.

Xia Zuotu, wearing a scaled-down hat, scaled-down gold-rimmed glasses, and a scaled-down black trench coat, made a request before leaving: "Can you use a customized small revolver to replace the cost of the next five mail deliveries?"

Jian Na opened her mouth slightly, was stunned for several seconds and said, "Okay."

She then asked: "Can't you change it yourself?"

Just like the top hat, glasses and windbreaker you wear.

"They have no real effect, but I hope the revolver has one and the bullets have to be specially made." Xia Zuotu explained seriously.

Jenna blinked and agreed.

When the messenger left, Franka said with a very strange expression: "How come I feel that it has changed from pursuing knowledge to pursuing force?"

Jian Na originally wanted to defend Xia Zuotu, but she couldn't find a good way to say it, so she could only say "fuck": "This is not a bad thing, maybe it can help me fight in the future!"

"Moreover, if the messenger's force is higher, the letter delivery will be safer."

Franka, who had no messenger, suddenly felt sour. Without further ado, she opened the reply from Ms. Judgment: "The Tamara family is one of the five great noble families in the Tudor Empire of the Fourth Age. , has the hereditary title of Duke, which is equal to the Amon you know, but his status is slightly lower."

"In that era when the gods walked the earth, a family that could become a great noble must have angelic power. And according to the data, before Alistair Tudor became the 'Blood Emperor', the Tamara family had already He has existed for many years and is a famous nobleman of the previous empire.

"They had a coat of arms change and two internal divisions. This is why Tamara was buried in different levels of the catacombs at different times."

"Their original coat of arms consisted of thorns, a shield wall and an upright long sword. Later it became a double door, with the upright long sword acting as the door gap."

"This means that the Tamara family has undergone a very significant change, from being mainly a 'judge' path to being mainly an 'apprentice' path, but there is currently no corresponding historical data."

"A small number of Tamara family members who persisted in the 'trial' path have survived to this day and are active in secret.

"The other part of Tamara has established a very close relationship with the witch family during the Tudor Empire. In the fifth era, a secret organization called the Gnosis Society appeared. It has the knowledge of the witches. There is also an 'apprentice' from Tamara, so there is reason to believe that they are still cooperating."

"This part of Tamara and the other Tamara were divided for many years and did not recognize each other."

"The Tamaras who insisted on the 'trial' path also had a split. The specific circumstances are unknown..."

Seeing this, Franka and Janna had the idea at the same time that it was indeed true: the Tamara family really has a certain relationship with the "witches"!

The two continued to read the content at the end of the letter: "The person who guided you to the Tamara family tomb and discovered the 'Mirror World Fragment' should also be targeting that special Mirror World and the Witch Sect. You don't have to worry for the time being. Just be careful of coincidences, thefts and fraud around you..."

In the following days, Lumian did not suffer a single attack, and the same went for Lugano and Ludwig.

Santa Port seemed to become calm again, and the people watching secretly had no intention of taking a step forward.

Just when Lumian was thinking about whether to do anything more and try to figure out all the details before the sea prayer ceremony in early November, "Knight of the Sword" brought new gains about Nolfi and Butner.

His face was always pale and he said to Lumian: "I found the suspect who kidnapped two targets. I'll do it myself, or go together." Lumian thought about it for a moment and said: "Together."

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