Chapter 207 Asking Taking advantage of the force of Louis Londo's fall, Lumian was able to land on the driver's seat with a simple tug. At this time, Franca had replaced Louis Lund, pulled the reins of the horse, and stopped the carriage on the unlit roadside. The two of them had just cooperated very well. Without any prior communication, one attacked from the front while the other attacked from behind. It only took a few seconds to subdue Louis Lund, a Sequence 8 Beyonder. "Carry him into the car." Franka seemed to have considerable experience in similar matters and had her own ideas about how to deal with the follow-up. Lumian did not object, lifted Louis Lund and put him into the carriage. Franca followed him, closed the car door, and began to take off her hood and black robe, as if she had returned home and was about to change into her nightgown. Halfway through taking off her clothes, she noticed Lumian's slightly puzzled gaze, and then she came to her senses and said awkwardly: "You carry it on your back." Lumian could probably guess what Franca wanted to do, so he turned quickly, looked out the window, and let her do it. A rustling sound came from behind him and lasted for more than a minute.

"It's okay." Franka's clear voice came into his ears. The carriage of the hired carriage was not very high. Lumian, who was over meters tall, bent his back, lowered his head slightly, and turned back. He saw that Franca had put on a red waistcoat, a white tie, and a blue dress with a row of yellow buttons, and was holding the waxed hat and whip in her hands. This, coupled with her straight and delicate nose, slightly prominent brown eyebrows, slightly thin red lips and bright, lively lake-blue eyes, creates a sense of absurdity and strange beauty that is inharmonious and mismatched. "Very fast." Lumian praised Miss Franka, the "new" coachman of the Imperial Carriage Company. "That's called professionalism! If it weren't for these rows of buttons that wasted so much of my time, it would have been even faster." Franca muttered as she tucked her long flaxen hair into the waxed hat. After completing her disguise, she took out her eyebrow pencil and other items she carried with her and quickly and simply put on some makeup, making the skin tone of her face darker and her eyebrows look messy, so that she would look like an ordinary man at first glance and would not attract attention in the dark night illuminated by street lights and the red moon. "I'll be the coachman and you come in to ask questions." Francara opened the car door, jumped out, and moved to where Louis Lund had just sat. Then she pulled the reins and let the horse turn smoothly from stillness. Feeling that the cab was moving steadily forward, Lumian helped Louis Lund to the opposite seat, then took out the bottle of "truth serum" he got from the perverted Hedsey and fed him a third of the bottle. When the drug began to take effect, Lumian controlled the urge to use the ritual silver dagger to directly wake up the target. He used methods such as pinching the area between the nose and lips, pulling Louis Lund's hair, and tickling his nostrils with his hair to wake the unconscious person up little by little. During this process, he did not dislocate the opponent's joints or tie his hands and feet, but instead put on an attitude of friendly conversation. A sneeze! Louis Lund sneezed and woke up. He looked across in confusion and saw Lumian sitting leisurely with a smile on his face. "You!" Louis Lund was startled and remembered what had just happened. “Don’t be nervous.” Lumian smiled and pressed down his right palm. “If I wanted to harm you, you would have become food for stray dogs.” Louis Lund's first reaction was to escape by relying on his own ability, but when he thought about the attack he had suffered from behind, he looked out of the carriage window cautiously. The light in the distance and the shadow nearby connected together, making the sound of wheels and horse hooves rolling over the road seem particularly quiet.

"What do you want to do?" Louis Lund asked in a deep voice without taking the risk of counterattack. In his opinion, Lumian's failure to take any control measures on him was a sign that he was confident enough to prevent him from escaping. The opponent may be careless or make omissions, giving you an opportunity to take advantage, but this will never be reflected in a frontal battle. And his helper can sneak up behind someone without anyone noticing and launch an attack. You can imagine how powerful he is! Lumian smiled: "I just wanted to see an old friend." Louis Lund, who was stripped down to his linen shirt and shorts, said with a gloomy face: "I won't be threatened by you again. Madam already knows the mistakes I made and has forgiven me." So I really have something on you? Lumian was a little dazed for a moment. He remembered that in his dream, he discovered that Louis Lund was having an affair with a woman in the village, and secretly sold some collections in the administrator's castle to blackmail him, and obtained the information about Madame Puaris's affair with the parish priest. Thinking about it later, these may not be true. If the parish priest really had sex with Mrs. Puaris, there was no reason for him not to believe in the evil god of the harvest and to have a few children to play with. Lumian suspected that this was a romantic adaptation of the secret confrontation between the two camps in his own dream. After all, both the parish priest and Madame Puaris had many lovers, which could easily make the subconscious mind associate them in that direction. Compared with other secrets in Lady Puaris's castle, Louis Lund's affairs with women and selling of collections were as clean and pure as three meals a day, and he could not be threatened by them. But now, Louis Lund actually said that he had really made a mistake and had really been threatened by him! “Really?” Lumian returned to his status as the prankster of Cordu Village. “I was clearly helping you hide the mistakes you made. How can that be considered a threat?” Louis Lund was so angry that he laughed: "You are the most shameless person I have ever met. “I know you discovered something unusual at that time and wanted to find out the root of the problem, but you did threaten me and obtained some information about the lady from me. "Yes, I wanted to betray my wife at that time. I was seeking help from the parish priest, but that was because I had not yet understood the greatness of my mother. I was still a believer in the false god 'Eternal Blazing Sun'. But now, my life comes from my mother, and my future belongs to her." So that's how it is... Thanks to the "truth serum", I have said everything I should and shouldn't say, so I don't have to rack my brains to get the truth from you... In reality, I also noticed something strange in the village and started to do some investigation? Lumian nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "When did you begin to understand the greatness of motherhood? From the time you gave birth to that child?" "How do you know?" Louis Lund was shocked and almost hit his head when he stood up. "How do you know I gave birth to a child?" Uh... I wasn't there when the parish priest and his men raided the administrator's castle? Otherwise, Louis Long would not have asked this question... Lumian was delighted and made a joke: "When I was taking off your clothes just now, I saw stretch marks and cesarean section scars on your stomach." "Impossible!" Louis Lund fiercely retorted, "Madam has eliminated them all!" Lumian changed the subject and asked curiously: "I want to know how Mrs. Pualis got you pregnant?" Louis Lund, who originally didn't want to answer, couldn't control his desire to talk: "No matter if it's a man or a woman, as long as they have an intimate relationship with her and exchange body fluids, they will get pregnant according to her wishes." So... Lumian breathed a sigh of relief. What he was most worried about before was that Mrs. Pualis could use her extraordinary ability to make him pregnant remotely. "It's fine for both men and women, but what about animals?" Lumian asked.

Louis Lund was a little stunned by the question, and after a few seconds he said: "It should be possible..." "What about plants? What about stones?" Lumian asked in a very academic manner. "No, I don't know..." Louis Lund couldn't give an accurate answer. Madam has never thought about such things. How come this boy has such a rich imagination? Lumian regretfully changed the subject: "Since the child was conceived through the exchange of bodily fluids, where did that bird's nest-like thing in your stomach come from?" "How do you know? When did you see it?" Louis Lund asked in astonishment. “I’ll tell you later.” Lumian lied to the other party without blinking. Louis Lund's face was full of doubts, and he muttered: "It is conceived together with the child, just like a fruit, it is the skin and the fetus is the flesh, originally they are one, until they are ripe and cracks appear." "It sounds magical. That 'bird's nest' is a spiritual object. Can it be used in the field of mysticism?" Lumian deliberately rambled on so that the other party could not grasp what he really wanted to ask. "It is one of the main ingredients of a certain healing potion." Louis Lund said nonstop, "It can also be used in many other ways, for example, to improve the condition of human skin and to provide power for spells..." After he finished speaking, Lumian sighed nonchalantly: "Your first-born child died in the Curé's attack on the castle?" "Yes, he was still so young." Louis Lund was moved by the loss of life. "The parish priest brought too many people with him at that time. We kept retreating. Several 'gardeners' and 'warlocks' died. If my wife hadn't come back in time, we wouldn't have been able to escape. Alas, those children were all killed." "How many people did the parish priest bring?" Lumian suppressed his inner concern and asked casually. Louis Lund recalled: "Some were the original shepherds, such as Pierre Berry and Niol Best. Some were the parish priest's mistresses, such as Sybil Berry, Madine Bennet, and Philippa Guillaume. The rest were Pons Bennet and his thugs. We killed several of them, including the very powerful Niol Best..." In my dream, Nior Best was killed by the three sheep... But he actually died in the battle of the raid on the Administrator's Castle? I am not among the people Louis Londe mentioned... In other words, the battle scene I saw came from some soul fragments in my body? Therefore, it is not complete and cannot show all the scenes and all the participants... Lumian felt a little more relaxed and asked with a smile on his face: "Where was Mrs. Pualis?" (End of this chapter)