The file Lumian picked up was the file on the massacre in Tizamo Town at the end of last year.
Its definition of the whole thing is that a certain gentleman and his servant who went hunting in the town of Tizamo went deep into the primitive jungle and did something that angered a large primitive tribe there. The other party organized a large number of people to
That night they raided the town of Tizamo and killed many people, including the gentleman and his servants, including several members of the patrol in charge of Tizamo, and a large number of innocent people.
Subsequently, General Queraril sent additional troops to garrison, and the primitive tribe retreated deep into the jungle.
There are so many powerful tribes in the primitive jungle of the southern continent, and they are also very powerful... Lumian sighed sincerely after reading the dossier.
This can be regarded as one of the characteristics of the Southern Continent and is a historical issue left over from the Balam Empire.
——Those ancient empires may have many powerful people in the upper echelons, as well as a large number of mid- to low-sequence Beyonders. However, due to limitations in technical means, population size, number of characteristics, etc., the places where effective management can be carried out are limited to cities and towns with excellent geographical environments.
The towns and villages built around these cities, fertile plains, pastures and valleys cannot penetrate into primitive jungles, deep mountains and other places where the natural conditions are not good enough, so they lack the corresponding motivation to clear them up.
When the countries in the northern continent invaded, the Balam Empire split, and the remaining countries were destroyed or replaced, many rebels also retreated to these places, making the primitive jungles and deep mountains more dangerous.
In comparison, after Emperor Russell launched the industrial revolution, similar situations in the northern continent have become less and less. At present, only a few may remain among the mountains in the central and southern regions.
"Judging from the file alone, there is no trace of an 'April Fool's Day' prank, nor is there any demon infestation..." Lumian put down the file in his hand and picked up something else.
He's looking for words like "dreamland" and "festival."
——The "Dream Festival" mentioned by "Hisoka" before his death is composed of the two words "dream" and "festival".
It is a pity that the patrol team was established only six or seven years ago, and there is no record of the previous problems in Tizamo Town. During these six or seven years, nothing that happened in Tizamo Town involved dreams and festivals.
Lumian was not disappointed. He put down these files and said to Camus:
"Can I make a copy of them all?"
"No problem." Camus knew that Louis Berry was going to summon the "Rabbit of Knowledge" again.
At this time, Reasa came in with other members of the patrol team and placed a small but heavy cloth bag in front of Lumian.
"Confirm your bounty," Leyasa said in Tutanese.
Lumian picked up the bag and dumped all the contents on the table.
There were banknotes from Intis and a large number of gold coins. Lumian counted them briefly and said there was no problem.
When Reasa and the other patrol team members left, Lumian turned his head to look at Camus and pushed the bag over with a smile.
"You..." Camus' eyes suddenly opened wide and he asked hesitantly.
Lumian responded with a smile:
"I said I would give up the official reward."
"But I don't have anything yet..." Camus subconsciously said politely.
Lumian smiled "haha":
"The information you provided is important, but you need to split the money with Kolobo.
"Also, do one thing for me."
This money is intelligence fees and compensation based on the danger we endured... Camus pressed the bag and asked:
"What happened?"
"Help me find a few people who were born and raised in Tizamo Town and currently live in Puerto Palos. I will also find a few people who have been to Tizamo Town many times but have nothing to do with it, and bring them to me one by one.
A place." Lumian requested.
Camus listened carefully and breathed a sigh of relief:
"No problem."
This thing is simple!
Back at the Orella Hotel, Lumian had just placed the dossier copied by the "Rabbit of Knowledge" in the room, preparing to read it in detail, when he heard the doorbell ringing.
Amidst the clanging sound, Lugano ran quickly to open the door.
Soon, he shouted loudly:
"Boss, Mr. Ivelista wants to visit you."
Ivelista? The Ivelista who lives on the 18th floor underground and has many zombie servants, who is suspected of being a "ghost"? He came to see me? Lumian raised his eyebrows and put away the file.
Walked out of the master bedroom.
…………
Trier, Memorial Parish.
In the apartment that Franka and Jenna rented.
After seeing Anthony off, Franca walked back to the master bedroom and seriously thought about her progress in digesting the "Happiness" potion.
Although she knew very well that Lumian's situation was just a special case, and no one could digest the potion so quickly, and no one could be promoted to Sequence 5 in half a year, she was still stimulated.
This is a kind of loss and frustration caused by being overtaken by Lumian in seven months after contacting Lumian with the mentality of a sister, no, a brother, providing a protector.
She also wants to advance to Sequence 5 as soon as possible and become the "Pain Witch" as soon as possible.
In fact, she is better than most witches in digesting the "happy" potion, and she has also made good gains in exploring other meanings and symbols of "joy". Originally, she didn't need to be so anxious, but who knew there was someone beside her?
This guy’s promotion speed is simply abnormal!
"Hey, you have to find an object of pleasure. Both 'joy' in the normal sense and 'pleasure' in a larger context must be needed and cannot be missing. Only in this way can we digest it faster. This
It's just that the left foot and the right foot have to exert force to walk, and you can't jump on one leg all the time..." Franka's thinking was very clear, but she just didn't know how to cut into it, "Hey, I can't open my mouth...
…really asking Browns and her lovers for help?”
While Franka was pacing back and forth, she suddenly heard a knock on the bedroom door.
Janna Franka stopped, turned around, looked at the door and said:
"Please come in."
At the door was Jenna who had changed into home clothes and an off-white plush dress.
"Why are you so polite all of a sudden?" Franka asked a little uncomfortable.
Jian Na was immediately laughed out of anger:
"Fuck! I've always been polite, okay, but you didn't close the door very often before. You only closed it at night when you went to bed. How can I knock on it?"
After saying that, Jian Na showed an annoyed expression.
She calmed down her emotions, sketched a smile and said:
"Are you worried about the digestion of the 'Happiness' potion? Are you lacking something to digest?"
"Yeah, but I said it before..." Franka tried to defend.
Jenna interrupted:
"How am I doing?"
"Ah?" Franka was stunned for a moment.
She suspected that she was hearing hallucinations.
A charming smile appeared on Jian Na's beautiful face, just like when she was active as a flamboyant "little bitch".
She lifted up the hair hanging from her ears and said with a smile:
“Didn’t you tell the ‘Black Witch’ that we are lovers?
"Then why don't you ask me to digest the 'Happiness' potion?"
"But, but..." Franka was a little confused, "Why did you do this?"
Jenna walked towards Franka step by step, maintaining the seductive smile she had just now and said:
"I want to experience joy, and I will become joy in the future."
The surprise was too much and suddenly turned into a fright. Franka looked at Jenna seriously, wondering if she had suddenly encountered some influence.
It wasn't until Jenna stopped in front of her and the familiar fragrance penetrated her nose that Franka suddenly woke up and blurted out:
"You want to help me?
"You want to help me in this regard because I have been short of objects to digest 'pleasure' for a long time?"
Jian Na stopped and laughed softly:
"That's a reason."
She raised her head slightly, looked at Franka's face, and praised sincerely:
"You are so beautiful..."
Franka was silent for a moment and asked seriously:
"Then do you like me?"
"I like you." Jian Na answered without hesitation. Her eyes were flowing and she said with a slight smile, "You are so cheerful, so interesting, and have a good personality and charm. How could I not like you?"
Franka bit her red lips:
"Then, do you love me? Love that kind of love."
Jian Na was silent for a moment.
She lowered her eyes, pursed her lips and said:
"I don't want to lie to you.
"To me, you are a light that shines in my life, bringing hope and warmth.
"You are the person I trust most, my best friend, and the most perfect sister in my mind, but I have never imagined and cannot imagine love with you."
When Franka heard the words "I don't want to lie to you," her heart slowly sank, and unspeakable pain surged in her heart.
She was cold all over.
She raised her right hand, moved it slightly and said:
"Then, then I can't be with you..."
"Fuck! Why are you so awkward?" Jian Na was already shy, embarrassed, and struggling. She tried hard not to show it, telling herself that she was just performing. After hearing Franka's rejection, she finally burst out.
, "Can't you go to bed without love? Are you really a pure love witch?"
"I just think..." Franka explained hesitantly, "I can do it for others, but you can't. I can't accept your sacrificial mentality..."
Before she finished speaking, she could no longer make a sound because her mouth was pressed against Jenna's soft lips, which were licking and biting them rawly.
The long-term expectations in her heart, the months of patience, the remaining pollution of the devil and the influence of the "happy" potion made Franka unable to help but respond, guiding Jenna's lips and tongue.
She sank in until Jenna shrank back and began to gasp.
"Sacrifice, sacrifice! Don't act like a simple girl. Haven't you always joked that you want me to experience real joy? Come on!" Jian Na's cheeks were flushed and her eyes were moist.
Franka said fiercely, like a passionate and aggressive little lion.
Franka suddenly felt that when Jenna was active in the market area as a "little bitch", a small part of her personality should not have been performed by her, but she had it herself.
Jenna kissed her again, and Franka couldn't refuse.
While she was enjoying the fragrant, sweet and hot joy, she was also sad that this was just help and not love.