Seeing Lumian's unconcealed shock and astonishment, the parish priest Guillaume Bene straightened up with satisfaction and said to Pons Bene, "Keep a good eye on him!"
Having said this, the parish priest walked towards the altar.
As he walked away, the villagers around him seemed to come alive, discussing different topics in groups of three or five. "The constellations are about to change." "Our good luck is coming!"
"It won't be long before we're all going to be rich!"
"By then, I will drink a bottle of wine every day and eat a pound of meat for every meal!"
"I'm looking for a beautiful woman."
"I'm going to see a play."
"… "
Lumian's mind was buzzing with confusion, and he didn't even notice when Guillaume Bennet left.
The curate's words just now were like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, stirring up waves one after another: "How is it possible?"
In the previous cycle, he was killed by me because he didn't understand my specialness. At that time, I myself didn't know what was special about me, so it was normal for him not to know...
After that battle, he never clashed with me again in the next two cycles, until Aurore's abnormality showed up...
"But he didn't seem to know the cycle before. His scolding when I and my men caught him having an affair, his weakness when Leah sneaked into the church and knocked him out, and his fury when Aurore used the 'white paper' to peek at him, all didn't seem fake!
"If he was acting all this out, then his forbearance is terrifying to the extreme..."
Moreover, he also knew that Mrs. Pualis had a looping memory and might have a certain degree of understanding of the anomalies in the castle, but he still had an affair with Mrs. Pualis at the beginning of each cycle, never letting anyone have the slightest suspicion of him.
"If it were me, after finding out what Madam Pualis had done, I wouldn't even have any desire for her, let alone sleep with her!"
The more Lumien thought about it, the more he found the parish priest terrifying, and this was completely different from the horror of Madame Puaris.
He immediately had some questions: "Why didn't the parish priest, who still had his memory, sacrifice the three sheep at the beginning, obtain the corresponding gifts, firmly control the entire Cordu village, and complete the Twelfth Night ceremony on the first day
"This will prevent all accidents!"
What is he waiting for? He always holds the sacrifice ceremony near Lent...
"Does that ceremony have any grace period or time requirements?"
The Lenten celebration is an integral part of the Twelfth Night ritual, so only after Lent is completed does the parish priest have the opportunity to bring forward the subsequent rituals
"Then we could have controlled everyone from the beginning and waited until Lent came!"
Also, they prayed for "blessings" twice in three cycles. Wouldn't the hidden being find it strange
Yes, she may have done something, for example, helping the parish priest recover his memory! "No, if their sacrificial ritual was truly completed, the three sheep would not have entered the cycle again. Their spirits and their extraordinary characteristics should have gone to the hidden existence.
“Could it be that, as in Raymond’s case, the spirits gathered around the altar and did not break away from the cycle?”
Who were the parish priests praying to, and who gave them the power...
"Just as Lumian thought of this, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his lower body. He curled up involuntarily, but was held back by the ropes that bound him, so he couldn't really complete the movement.
Pons. Bene retracted his right foot from between Lumian's legs and watched with satisfaction as the bastard boy's forehead was covered with beads of cold sweat the size of soybeans, unable to even scream.
He squatted down, raised his right hand, and slapped Lumian: "Do you feel good? I'm asking you if you feel good!
Without waiting for Lumian to answer, he swung his arm again and slapped Lumian's right cheek, making his ears buzz and he felt like his head was about to be blown off.
Seeing Lumian being beaten by Pons Bene, Raymond's father Pierre Clegg walked over, squatted down, and sighed, "Just bear with it, it will pass."
Our zodiac sign will change soon and good luck is on the way.
"If you leave at this time, you will miss the opportunity!"
He didn't care about Lumian's reaction and kept persuading and comforting him with the same words over and over again.
Lumian didn't listen to what Pierre Clegg said. He looked at Pons Bene without any anger in his eyes, as if he was looking at the air.
He completely ignored this man, and the pain and humiliation this villain had brought upon him. He was thinking of only one thing: "The situation is dangerous now!" Ryan, Leah, and Valentine were unlikely to take the initiative to trigger the loop and restart everything before confirming what the parish priest wanted to do. Moreover, they had just fought a battle and didn't know when they would recover. They might not be able to sneak back into the village until tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.
That way, no one can stop the parish priest from holding the ceremony early tonight...
“Pah, pah, pah, Pons. Bene slapped Lumian’s face and kicked his lower body repeatedly, doubling the pain he had suffered before.
Lumian's thoughts were interrupted by pain again and again, and he was forced to concentrate again and again, unwilling to waste even a second on Pons Bene.
This made Pons Bene even angrier and he hit him harder.
"My special abilities have been discovered and targeted. I will never have the chance to disrupt the ceremony again..."
what to do…
"what to do?"
Lumian endured the pain and thought about how to get out of his current predicament.
Pons beat him for a while until he was a little tired. He stopped and panted, "If the parish priest hadn't stopped me from killing you, I would have cut off piece by piece of your flesh, including the one below!"
Hearing this, Lumian was stunned, and a light flashed in his mind: "Kill me? Kill me!" He raised his head suddenly and looked at Pons. Bene, showing a smile that was both brilliant and twisted by pain: "Is that all the strength you have? Are you using your little lice knife to catch lice for me?" He entered the state of Sequence 8 "Provocateur". In the alpine meadow closest to Cordu Village.
Ryan, wearing tattered armor, stood guard at the entrance and asked Valentine and Leah beside him, "How do you feel?"
"I'm fine." Valentine responded immediately. Leah followed up and said, "My spirituality has almost recovered.
"Lian nodded, dispelled the "Dawn Armor" and said: "Wait for me to rest and recover, then we will return to Koldu Village. " "Now?" Liya was a little surprised. They had just escaped from Koldu Village not long ago.
Ryan exhaled slowly and said, "We must quickly confirm with Guillaume why Bene's group attacked us tonight instead of on Twelfth Night."
Moreover, they captured Lumian and Aurore but didn't pursue them here. My experience tells me that there must be something wrong.
"Liya nodded slowly: "But our condition is not very good. "After all, we have fought a big battle." That's why Guillaume. Bene didn't expect us to dare to return to Cordu Village tonight.
Ryan explained his thoughts, "Also, we left that thing at Lumian and Aurore's house. We must retrieve it as soon as possible and make sure it is not taken away by Guillaume and Bene." When the thing was mentioned, Valentine and Leah's expressions became serious. They agreed to Ryan's plan.
Pah! Pons. Bene slapped Lumian in the face again, causing severe pain in his nose. Two streams of bright red blood flowed down to his mouth, bringing with them a fishy and salty taste.
"How's that?"
Pons. Bene asked with a smile on his face. Lumian observed his expression and movements and confirmed that the words just now did not achieve the expected effect.
He sniffed the bloody smell and replied with a smile: "Any other woman can beat me harder than you!"
"Really?" Pons Bene's expression darkened.
With a snap, he slapped Lumian on the mouth with his backhand, causing two of his teeth to fly out with blood.
Relying on the insight brought by the "provocateur" and his original prank experience, Lumian keenly noticed that Pons and Bene's reactions were different from before.
He was very familiar with all the scandals and rumors in Koldu Village, and vaguely thought of something, and smiled and said, "You don't seem to have a mistress."
His mouth was swollen from being beaten, and he lost two teeth, so he spoke with a hint of ambiguity. When he heard the word "mistress", Pons. Bene's expression changed slightly, and he kicked Lumian's crotch.
Lumian nearly fainted from the pain and was unable to speak for several seconds.
He forced a smile and said, "And the parish priest has mistresses all over the village."
Are you not capable of this?" Poncebene's expression suddenly became extremely gloomy.
Lumian knew he was right.
He endured the pain and let his eyes quietly become a little deeper.
He had not dared to use the "Provocation" ability just now, fearing that he would use it too frequently and be discovered to be wrong. Now, it's time!
Lumian laughed out loud: "Has your wife also been slept with by the parish priest?" Are all your children his? "Pons. Bene's eyes suddenly turned red.
He suddenly stretched out his hands, grabbed Lumian's neck, and shouted in a low voice with all his strength: "Why don't you just die!"
Lumian heard a crackling sound in his neck and felt his breathing becoming difficult.
But he was not afraid at all. Instead, he curled up his lips and calmly waited for the extreme pain and final death. He tried his best to anger Pons. Bene wanted him to kill himself.
Once he dies, the loop will be triggered, everything will restart immediately, and all things will go back to the beginning, and there is still room for salvation!
Lumian not only thought about instigating Valentine to commit suicide to verify the nature of the cycle, but also considered taking his own life in an emergency! Compared with the current situation, what is there to be afraid of? He looked at Pons, whose expression was extremely ferocious. Bene, his purple lips moved twice, as if to say "Please kill me quickly."