Chapter 69 'Asking for advice' (asking for monthly tickets at the beginning of the month)
Chapter 807 "Asking for advice" (asking for monthly votes at the beginning of the month)
"Maybe he doesn't have this name in Morola. I just knew him before. I met him again yesterday when I went to this bar to duel with the boss. His characteristic is that his hair is dyed red. Haha, in Morola, his hair is
It's red, no matter what kind of red it is, it's not easy to mess with..." Lumian described Albus Medici's appearance and characteristics in detail.
Cook Les nodded:
"I remember."
"Really remember? Do you need me to draw sketches of these people for you to see?" Lumian asked extremely sincerely.
He asked not only Les, but also Julie, who was walking down the stairs again, but her steps were slowing down.
He wanted to find something for this "witch" to do, and hoped that she would notice Vanak, Albus and others as soon as possible, so that troubles and troubles could collide first to see who was the biggest trouble.
Les shook his head slowly:
"No need, just remember them as different ingredients, and the characteristics will be very distinct."
"Different ingredients, turkey?" Lumian put the image of Albus Medici and turkey together in his mind, and laughed.
He immediately gave Les 200 Sassen gold, which was the cost of replenishing the bar's meat ingredients and alcoholic beverages.
After turning around and leaving the kitchen, Lumian "just happened" to see Julie finishing the stairs and stepping on the ground with her feet.
This "witch" changed into very fresh clothes that she got from nowhere. She wore a white women's shirt and an ankle-length brown-green skirt, which fully highlighted her gentle and feminine characteristics.
Lumian suddenly thought of the voice he heard last night, which was in sharp contrast to Julie's current temperament and state.
His mouth suddenly felt a little dry.
Fuck, this "witch" is secretly using "charm" on me! It's not that Lumian won't react, but such a big reaction is definitely a problem for the "ascetic monk".
He looked at Julie, raised his eyebrows and said:
"Remember the second rule of the bar?"
Compared with yesterday, Julie's face seemed to be glowing, and her whole person was filled with joy from the inside out.
Seeing this, Lumian couldn't help but want to rub his forehead:
Sister, are you really not afraid of revealing that Sallysette came to see you last night when you act so happy?
Although you don’t know that I watched you rush towards Sallysette yesterday and suffered a huge blow...
Julie pursed her lips and smiled politely:
"I can't harass you, boss."
"You were 'charming' me just now." Lumian pointed out the problem straightforwardly.
Julie immediately shrank her body and asked fearfully:
"How do you want to punish me?"
She acted tremblingly, but her eyes were full of smiles, as if she was flirting with Lumian.
Lumian sighed half sincerely and half deliberately:
"If you make a mistake for the first time, you can forgive it.
"But don't let it happen again, otherwise..."
He didn't finish his words, as if he was creating a fear of the unknown.
"Yes, boss!" Julie smiled broadly.
She rolled her eyes and pointed at the door:
"Boss, the bar won't open until noon. Can I go out for a walk now?"
"Okay." Lumian asked teasingly, "Are you planning to satisfy your collecting habit again? Do you have the habit of exercising in the morning?"
"No." Julie shook her head slightly, "I want to know more about this city."
After watching her walk out of the bar, Lumian immediately "teleported" to the front, transformed into a shadow creature, and prepared to follow her.
However, Julie disappeared.
"Invisible", then erased the traces and performed reverse divination? Lumian left the shadow and frowned slightly.
This shows that what Julie is going to do this morning is very important, and she doesn’t want anyone to know!
Of course, this was also because she finally met her lover, her soul was soothed, and her overall condition suddenly improved, becoming professional enough, and she was no longer as crazy and almost out of control as she was last night.
This is the normal behavior that a Sequence 5 "Pain Witch" should have.
Lumian was not too disappointed, at least Julie already knew about the existence of Vanak and Albus Medici.
He walked along the nearest road towards the cemetery, but when he arrived at his destination, he did not dig anyone's grave or sneak into the ground quietly, but turned directly into the library-like knowledge building.
church.
He went out today and followed Julie just by the way. The main purpose was to visit Archbishop Heraberg of Morola.
——The title Archbishop of Morola was given to Heraberg by Lumian. After all, this clergyman of the Church of Knowledge in the form of a doll claimed to be in charge of all theological affairs of Morola.
Lumian felt that since the Church of Knowledge had "escorted" him all the way to Morola without even confiscating the magical items, instead of making roundabout attempts, directly asking about the underground tomb might have a miraculous effect.
This is also a test. Lumian wants to see if the sealed information of "0-01" is only given to himself, or if it is "distributed" to all those who meet the conditions and qualifications. Is the Knowledge Church only placing a heavy burden on himself?
Note, you still put your eggs in multiple baskets.
In the radiant sacred church, Lumian found Heraberg with gray hair, gentle eyes, and a plain white robe inlaid with brass threads among the brass bookshelves and stained glass windows.
The clergyman of the Church of Knowledge was standing in front of a brass bookshelf, holding a thick book in his hand and looking through it quietly.
"Archbishop." Lumian called tentatively.
Heraberg raised his head and asked in a friendly manner:
"What doubts do you have?"
Lumian considered his words and said:
"If I want to go into the underground part of the cemetery and find something, what do I need to do to avoid the danger?"
Heraberg smiled.
He pointed to the brass bookshelf next to him:
"This book, this book, this book...take these books back and read them first to get a good grasp of them."
Lumian followed the cleric's finger, looked over, and read the name of the corresponding book in his mind:
Code of Conduct for Residents of Morola
"The Making and Maintenance of Dolls"
"Examples of Construction of Underground Mausoleums"
"Sealing Principle"...
This... What do I, a "hunter", do to read these books? I am not a "reader". I can intuitively show that knowledge is power... It means that after absorbing the knowledge in these books, I can roughly understand
Understand the layout of the underground mausoleum, master the rules of seal operation, and how to leave a mark on "0-01"? Lumian looked back thoughtfully.
Hellaberg continued:
"When you finish reading these books, you will write these papers. You must get full marks on each one."
Lumian looked at the paper filled with a whole grid, his forehead jumped instinctively, and some unpleasant memories were awakened.
He kept his expression unchanged and asked in confirmation:
"After reading the book, completing these papers, and passing them, will you be able to avoid various dangers in the underground part of the cemetery?"
Heraberg raised his right hand again, pointed at another brass bookshelf and said:
"This, this, this, once you have mastered all the knowledge on these three bookshelves, you're almost done."
Three bookshelves? The corners of Lumian's mouth twitched slightly.
There must be two to three hundred books and thousands of papers, right?
Heraberg smiled and sighed:
"Remember, knowledge equals power, knowledge equals wealth, and the answers to all the questions you want to know are in knowledge."
Lumian's expression changed a few times, and he gritted his teeth and said:
"I'll read these books first."
He pulled out the first few books that Heraberg had pointed out from the brass bookshelf.
Heraberg nodded with satisfaction:
“A ‘Hunter’ who knows how to learn and pursue knowledge is the most powerful ‘Hunter’.
"I don't know how many years have passed, but finally another 'hunter' came to me for advice and was willing to patiently read the designated books. Other red-haired and thick-haired people were unwilling to even step into the door of the Temple of Knowledge, let alone approach these bookshelves.
.”
This is because Aurore has laid a good foundation and helped me develop the habit of reading since I was a child... Lumian boasted in his heart, suddenly feeling a little sentimental.
He stuffed the few books in his hand into the "traveler's bag", said goodbye to Heraberg, and walked towards the door of the Church of Knowledge.
On the way, he saw a familiar figure.
That was Geyi who was exiled to Morola with him.
The gentle-looking Guy put on thick cotton clothes and stood in front of a brass bookshelf, looking at the books in his hands intently under the sunlight shining through the stained glass next to him.
Lumian thought for a few seconds, walked over, and said with a smile:
"What a coincidence. Why did you come to the church to read a book?"
Ge Yi smiled slightly:
"Didn't I tell you yesterday that I regretted not mastering enough knowledge? Now, with such a huge library, how can I give up the opportunity to learn?
"What are you doing in church?"
"Ask whether it's too late to convert to the 'God of Knowledge and Wisdom'." Lumian answered Ge Yi's question with a joke, and then changed the subject, "Have you found a job?"
"Not yet." Ge Yi shook his head, "I don't want to go to a farm or a factory to be a slave for some exiles. I plan to study for a while first. I happened to be lucky yesterday and made a fortune, so I don't have to worry about being hungry.
abdomen."
Lumian chatted with Guy for a few words, waved goodbye to this serial murderer who had some secrets, returned all the way to the "Carnivore" bar, found a seat by the window, took out a few borrowed books, and spoke with
Read in the most comfortable position.
The sunshine in Morola is sometimes bright and sometimes obscured by violent storms, but this does not affect Lumian's reading because he brings his own blazing fireball desk lamp.
When it was almost noon, Julie came back from outside, with light steps and a smile on her face, exuding a strong charm, which made Les, the meat cook, couldn't help but take a few more glances.
Julie glanced at Lumian and asked curiously:
"Are you reading a book?"
"It's nothing, anyway," Lumian replied casually.
Julie was not interested in books, so she withdrew her gaze and walked upstairs, preparing to look for the female waiter's clothes in the room.
Lumian clicked his tongue silently:
Really, knowledge is power, knowledge is wealth, and you are not even curious about what book I am reading...
At this time, Leis walked up to him and said:
"Boss, lunch is ready."
Lumian nodded, put away the books, and stood up.
He thought for a while and said to Les thoughtfully:
"Find a piece of red cloth and hang it at the door."
PS: Ask for monthly tickets at the beginning of the month~