"His name is Louis Berry."
Seeing the last sentence, Philip's eyes froze instantly: He
The "devil wizard" he killed
Suddenly, Philip thought of the tragic scene in Room 5 of the first-class cabin that was hit by artillery fire.
Was that caused by the battle between Louis Berry and the "Devil Wizard" Boorman
Although it took a day for the rumor to spread that the Church of Fools had handed over Boorman's head in exchange for a bounty, everything has its own procedures, and it is normal to have a delay of half a day or a day!
"Is it really the 'devil wizard' that Louis Berry killed
"Is he this strong? I didn't realize it at all...
"I knew he was a source of trouble, and all the details proved that he had great strength and an unpredictable personality, but I never thought that he could hunt down the 'Devil Wizard' without seeming to have suffered any obvious injuries at the time.
"He also managed to contain the fighting to a single bedroom so no one could hear it...
"Could it be him who scared away Basil the Bonebreaker? No, he was not far from me at the time and did nothing... Unless the Bonebreaker knew him and knew how dangerous he was
"The one who can kill the 'Devil Wizard' is indeed qualified to deter the 'Bone Breaker'... Although Basil is not necessarily weaker than Bullman, but the bounty is lower, but Louis Berry can kill Bullman silently... ..
"What was the reason for encountering the 'Death Pilot'?"
Philip muttered silently.
Although he had not yet completely believed that the young man who always boasted in the bar with a smile on his face was an adventurer strong enough to hunt down the "devil wizard", he did not dare to have too many doubts.
"Boss, do we need to report that Louis Berry's identity is fake?" the crew member who delivered the telegram asked in a low voice.
Philip subconsciously raised the paper carrying the telegram and shook his men's heads: "Are you afraid that you will die too late?"
"I have told you repeatedly that when you encounter something unusual on the ship, as long as the matter is not urgent, just pretend you don't see it and wait until you reach your destination."
Philip thought about it, fearing that his men would make mistakes due to misunderstanding and rejection, so he explained: "We are still at sea. After the fake identity issue is reported, even if Louis Berry's original identity and existing problems are confirmed, no one can rescue us or help us, unless we depart from Santa Port. However, this kind of cross-border cooperation requires several days of preliminary communication, and Louis Berry has already disembarked."
“Besides, it will take some time just to determine his original identity.
"Isn't it worth it to take the risk of Louis Berry finding out and angering him just to report something that won't succeed?"
"I want to maintain the peace of these few days."
The crew member thought about it carefully and finally agreed with his boss.
Philip breathed a sigh of relief, tore up the telegram and threw it into the trash can.
"Tell the people who receive the telegrams and decode the codes that no one can spread this matter!" Philip gave another instruction, left the room, and went down the stairs to the deck.
He was just about to find his new lover to discuss something romantic to do that night when he saw Louis Berry, the protagonist of the telegram, standing by the side of the ship. He was gazing at the gently undulating blue sea, idly turning his golden straw hat, with a glass of light golden champagne in his other hand.
As if noticing his gaze, Lumian turned around and looked over.
He then smiled, raised the champagne glass in his right hand, made a clinking gesture, and then took a sip.
Philip's body suddenly tensed up, and he tried hard not to change his expression.
Was Louis Berry simply saying hello, or did he know about the telegram and the decision I had made
Wow! Wow! Wow!
White-headed seabirds fly in the clear blue sky, making calls that are different from their counterparts in Porto Gatti and Porto Farin.
Sometimes they fly low and pass between the wooden fishing boats with white sails.
Fishing is one of the main industries in Santa Porto, and the fear and respect for the sea is engraved in the blood of every fisherman here.
For them, it is okay to have children who do not believe in the "Mother Earth Goddess", but it is not okay for them to have offspring who desecrate the sea-praying ceremony.
Looking at the scenery that was different from the Port of Intis, and the mountains that were gradually getting higher in the distance from Santa Port, Lumian quietly praised the "Fool".
The journey from Farin Port to Santa Port was so peaceful, with no storms, no pirates, and no extraordinary events.
This allowed him to enjoy a peaceful life for several days. He finished reading two introductory textbooks on the plateau language and also roughly reviewed the information on spiritual creatures.
He did not find any introduction to the evil spirit named "Arden" who came from the depths of death. He did not know whether the "magician" lady did not provide it or she was not clear about it.
"We'll be able to enter the port in half an hour." Standing at the living room window of first-class room No. 5, Lumian stretched his neck, gradually making his body, which had been resting for the past few days, become excited.
Here are the clues for the core members of April Fools' Day, "The Bard" and "Ultraman"!
Of course, it could also be a trap.
Lumian's body trembled slightly, and he was already a little impatient.
Finally, the "Flying Bird" docked in Santa Harbor.
When Lumian, holding Ludwig's hand and Lugano, who was carrying a suitcase, walked towards the gangway, they met Bartner Comte and his female companion Nolfi, who had been waiting on the deck.
Perhaps influenced by Lumian's words "Adventurers must try to enjoy today, because there may not be a tomorrow", Nolfi, who originally insisted on living in a different cabin, moved to Batner's place two days ago.
Butner now has a rosy complexion, is full of energy, and exudes confidence.
He smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Louis, you really don't look like an adventurer. Which adventurer would take a child out to sea?"
“Isn’t it a common task for adventurers to protect children for their employers?” Lumian retorted with a smile.
In a sense, the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom is indeed his employer.
Bartner glanced at Ludwig, who was dressed like a young gentleman but carrying a red hard backpack, and thought this explanation was reasonable.
However, would the child's parents trust a strange adventurer so much that they entrusted their child to him
"At the same time, he is my godson," Lumian added.
Bartner suddenly realized and pointed to the port area below and said, "Where are you going to stay? Let's go watch the sea prayer ceremony together?"
"Not sure yet. If the gods let us meet, we will meet again." After arriving at Santa Port, Lumian's nerves were already tense and he no longer revealed his whereabouts casually.
Bartner, who was already used to his occasional fortune-teller-like words, didn't think there was anything wrong with it. He could only sigh and say, "I hope we can meet again."
He waved his hand and walked towards the gangway with his female companion Nolfi.
Lumian reminded with a smile: "Do you speak the highland language?"
"A little bit." Butner pointed at Nolfi, who had cute features, black hair and brown eyes, "But her mother is a native of Santa Port. She is a mixed-race of Feynapotter and Intis."
A local from Santa Port... No wonder you wanted to see the sea prayer ceremony after you knew about it... Lumian said no more and watched Bartner and Norfi walk down the gangway with their suitcases.
"Louis is not only generous and enthusiastic, but also good at joking. He also seems to have a strong sense of professional ethics." Before leaving the port, Bartner looked back at the Flying Bird and said to Norfi, "He didn't tell us where they would live just now. It's obvious that he didn't want to disclose the employer's situation. He went to Santa Port to send the child home."
Nolfi nodded gently: "You shouldn't have asked in the first place. The adventurer's friends are all gone today, and we may not meet again in the future."
"Haha, you've been contaminated by Louis's philosophy of life." Bartner saw a newsboy coming to solicit business, so he said to Nolfi, "Buy a few newspapers related to maritime rumors. We've been on the ship for several days, and the news is delayed."
Norfi also had the same idea. He took out the Degen copper coins he had exchanged in advance and bought two newspapers.
She stood on the street, unfolded a copy of the Five Posters, a popular newspaper in the coastal port of Feynaport, and began to read.
Batna, who did not understand the plateau language, waited patiently by the side, waiting for his female companion to finish reading and then tell him the contents.
Suddenly, Nolfi's eyes narrowed, and his hand holding the newspaper became noticeably tighter than before.
"What's wrong?" Butner asked curiously.
Nolfi hesitated and said: "There is a rumor in Farin Port that the adventurer who hunted down the 'Devil Wizard' is called..."
"What's it called?" Butner asked.
Nolfi was silent for a few seconds and said, "Call him Louis Berry."
Louis, Louis Berry Butner was stunned.
Lumian, Ludwig and Lugano waited until most of the passengers had left before getting off the ship.
As he left the gangway, he saw a woman in a black nun's uniform and a matching hat carrying a brown suitcase at the end of the road ahead, turning into a fork in the road.
Yes, is it the crying woman I saw when I used the "Secret Glasses"? Lumian looked away thoughtfully.
As he walked forward, he thought about his next arrangements.
First, I have to find a hotel near the port. Secondly, I have to write a letter to the "magician" lady, telling her that I have arrived at Santa Port. This matter involves the Tianzun, and there may be "Loki"'s plan. I can't take it lightly...
Write a letter, write to Ms. Magic.
write a letter!
Lumian's pupils suddenly dilated, trying to see clearly whether the world in front of him was real.
He had been on the ship for so many days, but he had always forgotten one thing, which was to write a letter to the "magician" lady!
At first, he had been thinking of consulting his Major Arcana, asking her if there was something wrong with the frequent disasters on the Bird!
But then I completely forgot about it!