Lumian heard from Lugano that ships that deviate from safe channels may disappear mysteriously, and in a few years they will occasionally appear at night without lights or people.
This should be the case now.
In the past, Lumian might have "teleported" out of curiosity and confirmed its internal condition while the three-masted sailboat had re-entered the safe channel. However, after experiencing the legend of the devil on Hunter Island, he felt that it was too much. One thing is worse than one thing less. As long as the unmanned ship traveling in the dark does not show the tendency to attack, and there is no sense of danger that may break out at any time, he can regard this as the unique scenery of the violent sea and just watch.
The overall brown ship gradually moved away, with only the swell of its sails and no other movement.
Suddenly, Lumian, who had excellent eyesight, saw a face in the open cavity of a window on the uppermost floor of the cabin, looking quietly outside, looking this way.
The skin on the face is dry and pale, tightly wrapped around the bones, lacking the sense of flesh and blood. The long flaxen hair hangs down from both sides, like clumps of withered grass. The two eyeballs have long been lost, and the remaining positions are deeply buried.
The darkness is filled.
It looked like it came from the head of a mummy, but the lips were bright and extremely bright, as if they had just applied lipstick to themselves.
Lumian intuitively believed that this shriveled and pale face belonged to a woman, at least in life.
He did not raise his right hand and greeted the other party enthusiastically. He quietly watched the ancient three-masted sailing ship sail out of the safe channel and sailed into the dark night, watching the face of the mummy with blood-red lips and dark eyes melt into
In the dark.
It was only then that he waved his hand and said with a smile:
"goodbye!
"Never again!"
He helped Franca and the others think about a plan to deal with Moran Avni for a while, and finally decided to wait for "007" to give more information before in-depth planning.
"Conspirators" are not dreamers and cannot construct conspiracies out of thin air. They must be supported by sufficient information.
When Lumian woke up at dawn, the "Berry" sailed out of the Raging Sea in a thick fog filled with the smell of death.
Ahead is a blue and clear ocean, with strong sunlight from high in the sky.
The next day, the "Berry" did not enter the port of Behrens, located at the northernmost point of West Balam, and continued sailing southwest, finally arriving at the port of Palos at 4 p.m.
This port is located in Matani State and is ruled by a general named Qualaril.
This place was originally a colony of the Republic of Intis, but after the war a few years ago, the Intis colonists withdrew from the city and surrounding areas, and the Kingdom of Feneport, which had a good relationship with General Querarir himself,
Various forces entered one after another.
Lumian's target "Sisso" during this trip has not appeared in Palos Port, but the two pranks he participated in were both located in Matani State, and one was in Tizamo, the edge of Palos Port and closest to the jungle.
A small town, once in Devis, a gold mining city in the southernmost part of Matani State.
Lumian unbuttoned the second button on his linen shirt and said to Lugano in a self-deprecating tone:
"I feel like I'm being repelled by the winter and have to be active in the hot environment."
Before Trier entered late autumn, he arrived at Santa Port, which was also hot in autumn and very sunny. When Santa Port began to get cooler, he arrived at Colia Port, which is located in the tropics that my sister said, with only rainy season and dry season.
There is no winter, and the lowest temperature is about 20 degrees Celsius.
Now, Trier and other places have entered the mid-winter season, but the southern continent is just the opposite, it is hot summer.
This made the black woolen coat and the warm Hermann-style windbreaker specially prepared by Lumian useless.
"Because we go all the way south in the autumn." Lugano still has a say in the weather and seasons.
Lumian put on a golden straw hat, held Ludwig's hand, and walked along the gangway toward the port.
He unabashedly displayed the characteristics of the great adventurer Louis Berry.
In fact, Lumian's initial plan was to change his strategy, sneak into Matanibon under another identity, investigate the two pranks inconspicuously, and find "Hisoka".
After describing the daily performance of "Solo" in detail to Anthony Reed, the "hypnotist" made a character profile. Among the first few items, there was the judgment of "very aggressive".
So Lumian changed his mind and resumed the business of "fishing".
However, he felt that the possibility of success was not high. With the lesson of the sea ceremony, "Loki" survived again and could pass on the information. "Hisoka" should have a full understanding of the forces hidden behind him.
Yes, and with the resources and energy displayed before "April Fool's Day", they obviously do not have the strength to compete with the "Tarot Society", and there is more than just the "Tarot Society" behind Lumian.
If he were "Hisoka", faced with this situation, Lumian would definitely choose to wait patiently, wait for a month or two, wait until the enemies who come for revenge become impatient and start making mistakes, wait until those strong people behind him are gone.
After Fa had been protecting him, he launched a surprise attack.
"Don't make any plans first, find the clues and then think about it." Lumian muttered silently to himself, and walked out of the port with a large number of passengers and arrived at the public carriage stop.
There are also many taxis and carriages parked nearby, as well as coffins in pitch black or vermilion.
Coffins? Although Lumian had read a lot of travel books describing the customs and customs of West Balam, he still felt uncontrollably absurd when he saw coffins parked on the roadside.
Before the invasion of the Northern Continent, and before the East-West Balam was artificially divided, the Balam Empire worshiped the "God of Death" - this was also the "Underworld Emperor" in the "War of the Four Emperors". Therefore, people here paid great attention to
Coffins: I love coffins and regard them as items that can bring peace and tranquility, as well as the blessings of the God of Death. When traveling, I lie in them and are carried by people or pulled by horses or one-horned sheep.
Of course, this is a means of transportation for those with certain financial resources. Ordinary people would not want to leave it even if they want to lie in a coffin.
After a brief pause, Lumian said to Lugano and Ludwig with great interest:
"Want to ride in a coffin? I plan to give it a try."
"I, I'll forget it." Lugano felt that lying in a coffin was not a good symbol and he couldn't accept it.
Ludwig turned his attention to nearby street vendors.
The aromas of corn and potatoes are intertwined, making every passerby's saliva secretion become more intense.
"You guys are so boring." Lumian cursed with a smile, walked up to four locals with messy black hair and dark brown skin, raised his right hand and pointed at the dark coffin placed under the shade of a tree.
"How much?" Lugano asked in a rather jerky Tutanese before Lumian could.
He does have some talent for languages. In less than a month from the time he set off from Santa Port to the time he arrived in Palos Port, he was able to barely communicate with people in Tutanese. Of course, he was limited to the most daily and shortest words and expressions.
Short sentences.
A local man, who was naked from the waist up and wearing linen trousers, replied with Tutan:
"Near place, 40 kopecks, far place, 1 ferkin."
He saw that the inquirer was a foreigner and did not quote the price in the local currency "Delixi" - "Delixi" is the Intis name for the local currency, which means copper plates.
It's quite cheap. This is a coffin carried by four people. It should be much more expensive for eight people... Haha, you can actually use Felkin and Cope directly. It is indeed the former Intis colony that was lost just a few years ago...
…Lumian’s mastery of Dutan language is actually better than Lugano’s, because he used the only medium-level language understanding charm on the ship.
It is naturally easier and more effective to learn this language when you understand Dutan.
As for the problem of the talisman being consumed, Lumian doesn't care at all. In his opinion, items are just for use. There is no pity or pity. The most important thing is that they can play a role. They cannot be like some stingy people.
After working hard all my life, I was not willing to spend on this or that. In the end, I died, and all the money I saved was used at an advantage to others. Anyway, I really needed to learn the language charm urgently, so I went to the "Curly-haired Baboon Research Association" to buy it.
That is, if you really can’t make up the time for the gathering, you can also “teleport” it to various cities in Lundberg and buy it from the Church of Knowledge.
"Okay." Lumian nodded to Lugano and said, "Let's go to the Orella Hotel."
After Lugano paid 1 ferkin, the local man who had just quoted the price lifted the thin lid of the coffin, revealing the interior covered with thick dark red cloth and a harder neck pillow.
Lumian took off his golden straw hat and lay down happily, his body suddenly felt cold.
During the hot season, this effectively dissipates humidity.
Is it because of the coffin wood or the black paint applied to protect it from the sun, or is it caused by it being placed under the shade of a tree just now? It's like entering a morgue in the summer, quite comfortable... Lumian looked at the thin coffin lid
Covering it, I felt the shadow expand rapidly, and finally dominated the world.
In his ears, the sounds outside also became blurry.
The coffin was immediately lifted and moved forward with a slight shake.
There was darkness in Lumian's vision, and the surroundings were gloomy and cold. He had an inexplicable illusion that he was walking towards death and touching death.
"Excluding the psychological discomfort, it's actually quite good. It's just that it's easy to fall asleep..." He evaluated this kind of transportation in a good mood, "And it's not suitable for men and women to ride together. It would be more embarrassing. Haha, I don't know."
Have romantic Intis ever had an affair in this state?"
Nearly two-quarters of an hour later, the coffin stopped in front of the Orella Hotel.
Lumian walked out of the coffin and saw a small, man-made deep valley.
Rows of rooms made of gray and black boulders go deep around the inner wall of the "deep valley" until they reach the bottom.
This is the most famous Orela Hotel in Puerto Palos.
It once belonged to a certain descendant of the Balam royal family, Orella Eggers. It was built with the purpose of approaching death, and was later occupied by Intis colonists.
After the Feneport people came here, they felt that it had the symbolic meaning of going deep into the earth and returning to the earth, so they transformed it into a large hotel.