Chapter 569: Clues Gathered Solo Hotel. Lumian looked out at the fire in the port area that lit up the night sky red, listened to the noise in the distance, and waited for any visitors that might arrive. Not long after, there was a knock on the door. Lumian didn't wait for Lugano to wake up and get up. He turned around and walked to the door. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Noelia wearing brown leather armor and a two-horned nun's hat. Noelia's face was as cold as ice. She suddenly raised her hand and whispered in ancient Hermes: "captivity!" Lumian suddenly became unable to move, as if there were layers of transparent walls or flowing sticky liquid around him restricting his movements, turning him into a small insect in amber. The next second, Noelia pulled out a straight sword from behind her.

At the same time, Lumian's trouser legs suddenly tightened, and he seemed to be taller and bigger, and some kind of explosive power expanded from his body. The transparent "amber" that trapped him made a creaking sound, and invisible cracks appeared one after another. With a hum, Noelle grasped the hilt of the straight sword with both hands, cut through the airflow, split the already shaky "cage", and slashed towards Lumian's head. Lumian swung his right fist in time, which was ready to strike, and hit the side of the straight sword with a concentrated red-white flame. With a low and restrained explosion, the straight sword tilted out, brushing against the door frame and slashing towards the ground. Noelia retreated, put away her straight sword, and asked in a deep voice in Intis: "You bombed the Fisheries Guild?" Seeing this, Lumian did not fight back. His body returned to normal and he smiled and said: "It doesn't matter whether I blew it up or not. What matters is whether anyone can prove that I blew it up or not." He knew that Noelia had only warned him and didn't really want to deal with him. Otherwise, after "imprisoning" him, he should have used other extraordinary abilities instead of directly slashing with the sword. Noelia maintained the dignity of someone who had been maintaining order in Santa Harbor for many years and questioning different suspects: "Why do you have to go to such lengths? Why make such a big fuss?" Lumian turned his head to glance at the servants' room and motioned for Lugano, who had gotten up after hearing the noise, to go back to sleep. As he walked towards the easy chair in the living room, he ignored Noelia's question and said with a smile: "I found out something." "For example?" Noelia walked into the suite and closed the wooden door. Lumian pointed to the couch: "Sit down first and then talk, lest you say I'm rude." Noelia glanced at Lumian and said with a smile: "What's the point of talking about politeness without a kiss on the cheek?" Her attitude was forthright. Lumian sat down in the easy chair and answered the question: "For example, last year's sea prayer ceremony failed." Noelia showed no surprise. She sat on the edge of the couch and leaned forward slightly to avoid being hit by the straight sword behind her. "anything else?"

Lumian thought for a moment and then said in a casual tone: “Also, the sea-praying ceremony is to marry the sea; “Also, ‘Governor of the Sea’ is the husband of the sea, and ‘Maid of the Sea’ is the embodiment of the sea in the real world; "Also, no matter if it's the 'Governor of the Sea' or the 'Maid of the Sea', the children they give birth to are all 'Children of the Sea'. The first one has the purest bloodline..." Although Lumian knew very well that what he wanted to express was that the children conceived by the women whom the "Governor of the Sea" had slept with were all descendants of the sea, regardless of whether they were "Maids of the Sea", but after he actually said the corresponding words, with his rich knowledge of mysticism and extraordinary experience, he inevitably thought that this seemed to include the meaning of the "Governor of the Sea" giving birth to children himself. Phew, as expected, the more you know, the easier it is to be contaminated. I would not have thought so before... As Lumian sighed, Noelia said with some surprise and appreciation: "Your investigation progress is faster than I thought. It hasn't taken long for you to figure out most of the things." It has been quite a while. My "Language Mastery" spell will become ineffective tomorrow. I don't know how much I will gain from this week's learning of borrowing power... Lumian smiled and said: "You don't think my reputation as a great adventurer is based on bragging?" "The 'Devil Wizard' who has a bounty of 30 gold rizos is definitely not just bragging." Noelia said in a tactful way that she did not underestimate the person who could hunt down the "Devil Wizard". She nodded in satisfaction and said: “Although many Beyonders have good abilities, they lack sufficient brains, are always aggressive, and like to show off, but you are not like that. "However, I still have to remind you not to go too far. Although I know very well why you deliberately made such a big noise, we must maintain the stability and order of Santa Port. You can't make things difficult for us." In conjunction with the warning just now, the hidden meaning of this sentence is, don't disrupt the current situation in Santa Port. You can investigate the sea prayer ceremony, but you can't fundamentally subvert the order here? In other words, don't kill the Fisheries Guild? What exactly do you "Mother Earth Goddess" Church want to do? You want it and don't want it... Lumian smiled as he tried to figure out Noelia's subtext: "If you could be more honest and reveal more information, I wouldn't have to do so much." Noelia smiled slightly embarrassedly but politely: “We don’t have a lot of intelligence. I can only tell you that since the church condones the existence of the Sea Prayer Ceremony and condones the people of the Fisheries Guild to obtain the power of the sea, there must be sufficient reasons. It has nothing to do with whether we have the ability to solve it. "As for the reason, I cannot understand it at my level. Perhaps the archbishop in charge of the entire Gaya Province and the president of our Aboriginal Order can answer you." Lumian sneered and said: "Then why did you condone or even allow me to investigate the sea prayer ceremony?" Noelia sighed and said: "Why do we have to find out? Didn't we ask you what the real purpose of investigating the sea prayer ceremony was?" After saying this, the battle nun left the sofa, stretched out her legs, and walked towards the door of the suite step by step. After walking a few steps, she stopped and said thoughtfully: "There are some ancient traces hidden in the basement of the 'Governor of the Sea' mansion in Milo Village. They can reveal something. You'd better find a chance to take a look." "In the basement of the 'Governor of the Sea' mansion? According to Franka's retelling, there are a few symbols and patterns left by the ancestors of Milo Village... Noelia means that they contain more important information? The reason why the 'Mother Earth' Church tacitly allowed the sea prayer ceremony to be held is also included? "If Juan Oro didn't lie, didn't deliberately conceal anything, and didn't play dirty, doesn't that mean the Church of the 'Mother Earth' knows the ancestors of Milo Village better than their descendants? Yes, after all, it was the power that destroyed Milo Village and wiped out those ancestors. There has been no interruption in the inheritance for more than a thousand years, and it has always been at the top of the real world..." Lumian looked at Noelia's back as she opened the door and left, without asking any further questions. He had just returned to the master bedroom and was about to go to sleep when he saw the "doll" messenger drop a piece of paper folded into a square and fly away without even saying hello. “Ludwig, besides liking to eat a little bit, eats everything, so he’s not that annoying, right? “Well, Ms. Magician really likes to stay up late. She gets the fastest response if you write to her at night…” Lumian muttered silently as he picked up the reply letter. He quickly unfolded it and read the contents: “So far, your performance in Santapuerto has been quite good. "I won't interfere or give you too much guidance. This is your chance to further digest the Conspirator potion. It's a very good opportunity. "I roughly restored that passage and read it several times. It is not in any language I currently know, but what is certain is that it does not have the ability to leverage the power of nature, but it has a certain amount of energy. Language can also have energy. "What does this mean? It means that in the sea prayer ceremony, it cannot be used as a sacrificial language, and it is difficult to rely on it to communicate with the supernatural, that is, the so-called sea.

"Then why was the sea prayer ceremony successful? The key should be the sacrificial ring. It is likely to have a unique shape, strange patterns, strong spirituality and accumulated knowledge. The words rely on their own pronunciation, structure and energy to stimulate the ring and allow it to play its due role. "If you can reproduce the state of the ring after the vigil ceremony for me, I will be able to interpret its specific effects and the general meaning of the words." That's right. When Lato Giallo recited the words "O sea, I will marry you...", there was no sign of natural forces being pried open. That means it couldn't be a sacrificial language and must have another purpose... After listening to the explanation of the "magician" lady, Lumian had a deeper understanding of the sea sacrifice. Now it seems that most of the clues will have to wait until he can sneak into the residence of the "Governor of the Sea" before they can be followed up. ………… The next morning, Lugano took Ludwig through the streets to buy the breakfast the little boy wanted. Suddenly, a person with his head lowered hurriedly passed by him, and slipped and bumped into him. Lugano calmly turned his body to the side so that the man would not touch him. He even helped the other person and said hypocritically: "Be careful." The man shook Lugano's hand and stuffed something into his hand. Then he mumbled "I'm sorry" and continued forward, disappearing into the crowd. Lugano lowered his eyes and looked at his palm, where there was a crumpled white note paper. He was not in a hurry to read the contents of the paper. After buying breakfast for Ludwig, he returned to the Solo Hotel and told Lumian what happened. Lumian took the paper ball and unfolded it quite casually. In a more elegant handwriting it was written: "After last year's ceremony, something strange happened in the sea." (End of this chapter)