Renburg? Baron Brinell's illegitimate son or godson lived in Renburg? Lumian was puzzled, and many sarcastic guesses flashed through his mind:
The gang leader Baron Brinell attached great importance to education and sent his most beloved child to the kingdom of the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom" at an early age...
Lumian looked at the little boy and asked casually:
"At your age, shouldn't you continue to study in Lenburg? Overall, the education there is much better than in Trier."
The little boy's expression suddenly became unusually vivid:
“I don’t want that. I don’t want to go to school every day, do homework until late every day, and take exams every month!
That sounds a bit scary... Lumian imagined that kind of life.
At least he couldn't accept it.
After nodding in agreement, Lumian asked casually:
“Is a live mouse delicious?”
“The lamb leg was roasted to perfection, browned inside and tender outside. The spices were perfect, but there was not enough fennel.
After explaining it a few sentences, he seemed to feel that he had acted a little too mature, and quickly changed his words:
"You haven't said it just now. Followers of evil gods cannot recite the names of righteous gods with repentance. Using these prayers, they can't tell what others truly believe in. Unless they are members of the Church of the Eternal Sun, they can honestly testify if they have done something wrong..."
Lumian lifted the iron-gray metal wine flask, took a deep sniff, and asked with a smile:
Baroness Bwannel was stunned for a moment, her eyes moved slightly, and she seemed to be shaken in her original judgment.
Is there a saying in Renburg's education that "explain the small to cover up"? He made such a special explanation, you think his appetite is fine... Eating so little has also improved his brain... Where did the nutrition go? Lumian smiled and said:
"As a devout believer in the 'God of Steam and Machinery', you must verify the origin of the faith of the wise.
The older girl retorted instinctively:
Is he a pig? Lumian ate a lot during his puberty.
I also stretched out my right hand from my trouser pocket, helped to unscrew the lid of the wine bottle, and then put it back in.
"Ludwig, you go back."
The point is not this, okay... When I was wandering, I never thought of eating mice alive. Of course, the main reason is that I can't catch them. If I really catch them, I can at most find a way to make a fire, skin them and roast them... That guy can catch mice with his bare hands, but his strength or luck is not good... Now it's only about an hour away from noon, so should I just hold it in? The more Lumian looked at the older girl, the more suspicious she seemed.
After a while, fried steak, grilled eel, grilled lamb leg, chicken pie, red wine cream and other foods were brought down one after another.
"You escaped today after having breakfast, and you also had afternoon tea!"
In the last second, the older girl's eyes changed slightly, and she spoke slowly:
"Why did he ask that?" the older girl asked back rather warily.
Seeing Lumian turn around and look at me, I explained seriously:
"bad."
"You're not even an adult yet, you're just a big kid!"
I’ve never drunk alcohol before, and I hate it... Lumian made a judgment and took a sip of the liquor.
"Did Bwanel feed him enough? Do you need me to help him file a complaint against me for child abuse at the police headquarters?"
I answered with great difficulty: "..."
Such a stupid guy must be a spy sent by some evil god... Judging from his IQ, he is really a big child... Lumian almost controlled his expression just now. He took a breath secretly, letting the small amount of air roll outside his mouth to relax his facial muscles.
"That's right. In order to complete their sacred mission, some followers of the evil gods will actively disguise themselves as followers of the righteous gods. We can pray, listen to scriptures, participate in mass, and chant the names of other gods without any psychological barriers. As long as we confess to our Lord beforehand, there will be no problems..."
"Except for urging you to do your homework, I'm pretty mean in other ways. I let you have a full meal every two hours, and I'll also prepare cakes, biscuits, barbecue and pies for you so that you have nothing to eat when you're hungry in the middle of the night." The foreign girl licked her lips subconsciously when she said that.
The older girl turned around in shock, took a look, then looked back at Lumian.
The older girl pondered for a second and said:
"What are the common prayers used by the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom?"
"Thank him, Charles." "Remember to pay for the meal."
"Who told your kitchen to wait until almost noon to prepare food!"
Lumian smiled slightly and said:
The older girl said reflexively:
I took out my wallet full of cash and paid for Ludwig's meal.
Lumian glanced at me, pulled out his right hand, closed the lid of the wine flask, and stuffed the iron-gray container back into the inside of his brown jacket.
The older girl was stunned and fell silent. She shook her head subconsciously:
I let the military wine flask leave my mouth and laughed in a muddy voice:
Silently watching the young and the old disappear at the stairs, Lumian leaned back in his chair and said to himself in a low voice:
The older girl Ludwig didn't say anything. She slowly finished the remaining food and stood up.
I even made some comments from time to time:
Lumian sat outside, watching the older girl slowly devour the food as if her stomach had no limit to its capacity.
Lumien sat in the chair opposite, watching Baroness Bwinel holding Ludwig's hand and preparing to leave the cafe, so he smiled and said:
"It must be closed. It's hard to get food out there."
"He would think that only you know him?" "What if he wants to have a bite?"
"Charles, come see him again." Baroness Buniel nodded to Pei Fayu.
“May wisdom be with him!”
The older girl followed me closely, watching my every move, always on guard against me coming into contact with people around me and selling out my information.
"He can't follow you all the time, otherwise you will have the chance to betray him." Pei Fayu finished testing whether the other party's IQ level in food temptation is consistent with his appearance age, and it will be higher. "Besides, you only prohibit the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom from preaching in Intis and building churches, and prohibit the believers of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom from entering the country. Twelve has no chance to enter the Chamber of Commerce."
"You are a believer of the 'God of Knowledge and Wisdom'. None of the devout believers in your church have the habit of pointing out the small details of the other person's words, just like what I did just now. Yes, just like what I did just now!"
"Since Bwenel didn't starve you on purpose, why did he eat raw rats and steak?"
The older girl swallowed her saliva again:
Lumian looked at the guy deeply for a few seconds and said, "May wisdom be with him!"
I asked with a smirk:
Having said that, the older girl fell silent again, staring blankly at Lumian staring at me.
Lumian took me through the kitchen and to the cafe on the seventh floor and ordered a set meal.
Then, I pressed my head again: "Yes." Lumian retracted his gaze and continued down the stairs.
That time, Lumian no longer had the desire to talk with wine in his mouth.
"You just caught me eating in the cellar." Pei Fayu responded in a friendly manner.
A quarter of an hour later, Baroness Brunelle, wearing a half-lowered silk hat and a diamond ring, appeared at the entrance to the seventh floor.
"Indeed." I agreed with the older girl's words with a smile, and then I followed her example, touching my head with the bottom of the iron-gray military wine flask, and said meaningfully, "May wisdom be with him!"
The little boy regained his composure.
"Maybe studying consumes too much of your energy, so you have to eat so few meals to keep your cerebellum active."
Gulp! The older girl's throat moved and she swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Seeing that I didn't do anything extreme, Lumian secretly breathed a sigh of relief and took another sip of the liquor, making a gurgling sound.
"Steam is coming down!"
The older girl followed me and rudely closed the dark brown door of the cellar.
Having said that, the older girl suddenly paused, and she and Lumian looked at each other, their eyes met, and there was silence for a long time.
“The sweet sauce eliminates the fishy smell of the eel, but the problem is that it is quite greasy...
Lady Bwennel walked up to Lumian and said with a concealed look of relief:
"That would be useful. Do you really believe in the god you say you believe in?"
The older girl replied without any regret:
"If we go to the cafe on the seventh floor, you can treat him to a proper meal? The chef outside is still wrong."
After a few seconds, I stretched out my left hand holding the steak, pressed my head and said:
"Will he betray you?"
Lady Bwennel glanced at me, then turned her head to the older girl and said:
Waiting for the older girl to respond, Lumian said in a bewitching tone:
"Which god does he believe in?"
Just eat, why are you so quiet... Lumian quietly watched the older girl eat a table full of dinner with a satisfied look on her face.
Moreover, that guy looked fat, or solid.
After saying that, Pei Fayu turned around and walked up the stairs.
"The Church of the True God is too devout. Its believers can indeed freely claim to believe in any god they want, but those people are not harmful. What you are guarding against are the believers of the evil god. We are crazy and irrational. We will pretend to have faith in order to deceive others, thinking that this is a sign of piety. It is a blasphemous act." Lumian observed the older girl's reaction.
"It's not delicious, but you can't be picky when you're hungry, and I don't want to wait until noon to sneak into the kitchen to eat. The real enjoyment is always food cooked by an excellent chef, and it's best if it doesn't make you feel hungry..."
I asked with a little clarity, without letting the military wine bottle leave my mouth:
“The steak was fried wrong, but the quality of the meat itself was too bad…
So he was so hungry that he ate rats? If he starved for half a day, a day, or even the people on the street, he would want to eat them? Lumian took out an iron-gray military wine flask from the inside of his clothes with his left hand.
"Thermopolos, what is the fate he is talking about?"
After a while, I took a bite of raw steak and took the initiative to introduce myself to you: