Lumian turned his gaze towards Louis Lund, who was sitting in the driver's seat, and saw him nod to him.
Lumian took a deep breath, then walked towards the carriage, bent down and got into the carriage.
He already understood the current situation: Mrs. Pualis was cautious and did not reply by letter, but hid around No. 9 Cobblestone Street, waiting for Lumian to check the reply. This can effectively avoid the risk of being followed and surrounded at the meeting place.
The next second, a familiar figure came into Lumian's sight: she was wearing an exquisite black corseted long dress, a playful round hat, a hazy shawl on her shoulders, sparse eyebrows, bright brown eyes, moist lips, and brown hair half tied up and half draped. She was not too formal, but elegant, clean and charming. It was the wife of the administrator of Cordu Village - Puaris de Roquefort.
"Long time no see." Mrs. Pualis greeted with a smile, but her eyes were icy cold, making people feel a chill penetrating into their bones.
Almost at the same time, Lumien noticed that the scene around him had changed. He was no longer in the carriage, but in a desolate wilderness. There was nothing in front of him, and Mrs. Pualis had disappeared.
As Lumian looked around in astonishment, he saw a huge, irregular shadow appear on the ground. He subconsciously raised his head, and his eyes reflected pieces of brown feathers. Each feather was as big as his head, and they formed a pair of wings that seemed to cover the sky.
The wings belonged to Lady Puaris, and her body also became huge, suspended in the air, with both feet bent like bird claws, and sharp nails flashing cold light. Then a magnificent and ethereal voice sounded: "You should be buried with the village of Cordu."
[Given the general environment,
Lumian's heart tightened, and he pulled out his revolver, turned around, and ran towards the end of the wilderness. If the scene in the dream had a certain degree of reality, then he could escape from this "other world" from the edge.
Bang bang bang.
Lumian moved forward in a curve, continuously firing bullets into the air. This was his only means of long-range attack at the moment.
Although Mrs. Pualis looked very large, she was not bulky at all. The flapping of her wings brought strong winds, affecting the trajectory and allowing her to change her position flexibly. Then, she let out a piercing scream.
The ground in the wilderness in front of Lumian suddenly rose up, the soil slid down, and another huge creature emerged. It was a giant python that seemed to have been dead for quite some time. Most of its dark blue scales had fallen off, revealing rotten muscles and some white bones with spikes.
Yellow pus and countless twisted silk worms covered the entire body of the python, making it emit a strong, unbearable stench.
The giant python's eyes were bloodshot, and in the sunken eye sockets there were translucent silk worms that were frantically drilling in and out.
It looked down at Lumian, opened its mouth, showing its yellow fangs, and bit at the living man.
Lumien was already dizzy from the stench, and hurriedly pulled out a piece of drawing paper from inside his clothes and unfolded it. On it was a brilliant, colorful golden-red sun.
The surroundings suddenly became warm, and the sky blocked by Mrs. Pualis seemed to be much brighter.
The long-dead python turned its gaze away from Lumian, as if unwilling to look into the sun.
But its attack only slowed down, not stopped.
Seizing this opportunity, Lumian turned around, grabbed the scroll, and ran away in the other direction.
Seeing this, Mrs. Pualis, who was hovering in the air, opened her mouth and uttered a word full of evil meaning that Lumian could not understand at all!
Lumian suddenly became much weaker and his running speed slowed down, as if he had a serious illness and had not yet recovered.
Immediately afterwards, Mrs. Pualis raised her head and let out a howl that was both shrill and painful.
At this moment, Lumian heard an illusory sound of shattering.
That came from his soul and his body, causing his eyes to go dark and he entered a near-death state.
If it weren't for the fact that "Hunter", "Provocateur", "Dancer" and "Mendicant Monk" all strengthened his physical fitness in different aspects, he would probably have died immediately due to the weakened status.
With the last bit of rationality, Lumian endured the exaggerated pain and used his remaining strength to reach his left hand into his pocket and touched Mr. K's fingers.
At this moment, he felt cool raindrops falling, moistening his body and soul. The wound he had just suffered healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the wilderness around him gradually became illusory until it disappeared.
Lumian saw Mrs. Puaris sitting across from him in the carriage. The lady's eyes were no longer cold, but rather mocking: "With this little strength, you want to seek revenge on Guillaume Bene
"When I left Cordu Village, he had already gained a new gift by driving away the followers of the Great Mother, and he was already a Sequence 5 Life Hunter. After that, he might even find a corresponding potion to take."
Was the attack just now a test of my strength? Lumian was not surprised at all that the parish priest had a Sequence 5 level. After all, the number of contract abilities he possessed far exceeded the level of the person who had been contracted, and he clearly did not possess divinity, which left only two possibilities: Sequence 6 and Sequence 5.
Combining Guillaume Bene's and his own performance in the dream, as well as his performance in the battles with Ryan, Leah, and Valentine, Lumian had long suspected that he was a Sequence 5 Life Hunter, and now he had received confirmation from Madam Puaris.
To his surprise, it seemed possible for the recipients to take the potion and gain additional abilities, but they had to choose the corresponding, or appropriate type.
Lumian thought about it and felt that this was normal: Beyonders could also obtain gifts, but there would be many problems.
Lumian looked at Mrs. Puaris and replied calmly, "I still have time to grow and the opportunity to become stronger. Guillaume Bene has almost no hope of gaining divinity. After all, he does not believe in the three beings including the Great Mother.
"I will catch up with him in the shortest possible time."
What Lumian didn't say was that he still had hope of getting more and stronger helpers, but Guillaume Bene, as the holder of the Evil God Scroll and having offended the Great Mother's followers, would not be able to find many companions, who should be mainly wild Beyonders and recipients of the same belief in fate.
Madam Pualis chuckled. "It's a good thing to be confident. I like confident young people like you. Do you want to follow me and believe in the Great Mother? That way you can get extra help. In addition to the power of the potion, you can also gain blessings."
"I don't want to get pregnant and have a baby." Lumian rejected Mrs. Pualis's kindness in a tactful way.
Mrs. Pualis smiled and said, "It seems that you still don't have enough experience of the sacredness and preciousness of life, and the joy that new life brings us. I also fully understand it after I actually gave birth to a child.
"You don't have to refuse now. When you feel the greatness of a mother, you can come to me at any time."
Lumian didn't want to dwell on the "Great Mother" issue, so he changed the subject: "I thought you only had other people give birth to children, but I didn't expect you've given birth yourself."
Mrs. Pualis's face was covered with a maternal glow: "After becoming a "witch", you must give birth to a child yourself, so that you can be closer to the great mother."
It's hard to believe that you used to be a man... Lumian almost didn't dare to look directly at Mrs. Pualis, and asked a random question: "Did your child die in the castle?"
"Yes." Mrs. Pualis sighed, "Killed by his father himself. Unfortunately, he didn't know that it was his child."
“Who?” Lumian blurted out.
Mrs. Puaris smiled and said, "Guillaume Bene, didn't you catch us having an affair? He didn't notice, but I knew you were hiding behind the altar, and I was thinking about whether to invite you to join us."
I thought your affair was just a symbolic representation of something... Is there some truth in it? Lumian was stunned, and several pictures flashed through his mind.
Front: Madame Puaris and the curé are naked and entangled with each other;
Madame Puaris praised the curé for his roughness, directness, and manliness;
The parish priest was going to do Saint Six a disservice.
Observing the change in his expression, Mrs. Puaris smiled and said, "When I arrived at Cordu Village and got familiar with the environment, the first thing I did was to seduce Guillaume Bene." He is a clergyman with actual power and the only channel for Cordu Village to communicate with the Church of the Eternal Sun. If I can capture him and make him a believer of the Great Mother, combined with Beost's identity, I can truly develop Cordu Village into my territory without being suspected by the outside world.
"It just so happened that I also needed a child, so I tried it with him and used a week to keep his bloodline as a backup. But after July and August last year, his attitude changed and he was no longer interested in the Great Mother. Unfortunately, I didn't have the chance to let him give birth to a child for me and experience the beauty of life."
“July or August last year?” Lumian repeated the timeline.
Every May and June, the shepherds move back to the mountains.
"Yes, I remember it very clearly." Mrs. Pualis chuckled, "Later, that fool Louis Lund tried to ask him for help."
Lumian frowned and asked, "Why did the parish priest's attitude suddenly change?"
"I'm not sure. I only know that during that period, some villagers were spreading the heresy of astrology and were reported to Guillaume. Bené, Guillaume. After Bené interrogated those people, his attitude gradually changed." Mrs. Puaris' eyes were like a lake reflecting the sun.
“Which ones?” Lumian demanded.
Mrs. Pualis smiled and replied, "Naalaiza and the others are people you know."
Lumian was silent for a few seconds before he asked, "Where were you and what were you doing when the parish priest and his men attacked the castle?"
Pualis laughed cheerfully: "You finally asked. You should have guessed the answer, right?"
She looked at Lumian and smiled with a twisted expression of pain: "Aurore attacked me."