Chapter 629: Zhang Yang's Malice Napolidisli? Lumian almost thought the devil with ice-blue eyes was playing a joke on him. But he quickly determined one detail: When he mentioned things related to the "love spell", he never mentioned the name Napolitani! This was not only because he was afraid that Napolidisli and the ice-blue-eyed devil were enemies, and saying its name would irritate the other party and bring unnecessary trouble, but he was also following the instructions of the "Magician" lady and just wanted to not say or write this name. In that case, why did the devil with ice blue eyes call himself Napolitani? Could it be the real Napolitani? Why then did chanting "Napolitix" attract the other devil instead of the devil with ice-blue eyes? Or are the two equal? ​​Did Napoleon want to kill himself with the help of others? Lumian was shocked and puzzled, but a smile appeared on his face: "I dare not pronounce the name." He was testing the ice-blue-eyed devil. The devil with ice-blue eyes turned his head and looked at Lumian: "You have heard of Napolidisli, and are aware of the dangers that may be hidden in pronouncing that name?" "Yes." Lumian responded with a smile.

Judging from the devil's reaction, it shouldn't be the one that spread the "love spell"... This is quite interesting... Lumian thought. Although this may represent a greater terror and a deeper secret, as a "hunter", there is no contradiction between being afraid and finding it interesting, just like everyone in the army is worried about death, but it does not prevent them from gathering together to fight. The devil with ice-blue eyes nodded slowly and said: "Here, in the church of the Mother Goddess, you don't have to worry about what will happen if you say the name Napolitani." "That's obviously not the name you normally use. Why didn't you tell me that?" Lumian asked a question instead of responding. He always had the feeling that the other party wanted to harm him. If he had not been exposed to the "love spell" before and received advice from the "magician", after leaving the church of the "Mother Earth" today, he might have mentioned on some occasions that the devil hidden in Hunter Island was called Napolidisli, which would have been troublesome! The devil with ice-blue eyes was silent for a few seconds and said: “The name I use in human society means nothing to you. "And now that you know the name 'Napolitix' and have read it at least three times outside the church..." At this point, the devil in black formal suit and gray hair twitched his face, and his expression was tinged with pain: "I can then establish a connection with you. Whenever I can't control myself, I can choose to kill you. Killing an adventurer like you who is ignorant enough to investigate the truth of the legend of Hant Island will make me feel better than killing ordinary people. I won't feel so guilty, and I won't have such a strong sense of guilt." The devil with ice-blue eyes once again looked at the Holy Emblem of Life, lowered his head, and confessed: "Merciful mother, please forgive my sins. I shouldn't have harbored malice again..." Lumian's mouth twitched slightly when he heard this, and his expression darkened a little. Do you really want to harm me? When dealing with the devil, you cannot relax for even a second and must remain vigilant at all times, even if that devil believes in the "Mother Earth Goddess"! Moreover, a time bomb was quietly buried in a simple conversation. If it were any other adventurer besides me, they would have been fooled. It is worthy of being a "criminal" path known for its high IQ crimes... Cold and smart, malicious and flamboyant... When the ice-blue-eyed devil who called himself Napolidisli finished his new round of confession, Lumian smiled and pretended to be calm: "When you really can't control yourself and want to kill someone, go find the pirates. This is the law of justice." The devil with ice-blue eyes said with a sullen face: "This is my prison, and I cannot leave until I have atone for my sins. "If any pirates really enter Hant Harbor, I will make them disappear in the forest outside the city." Lumian nodded and brought the topic back on track:

"The 'love spell' I mentioned earlier is the name you mentioned. The devil who sought a deal from me also called himself this." The gray-haired devil with ice-blue eyes stared at the "Holy Emblem of Life" in front of him and did not speak for a long time. What Lumian sensed from it was not anger or hatred, but surprise and confusion. This... it can't identify the true identity of the devil? There is no hatred between the two sides that can be directly associated? Lumian muttered a few words in his heart. After a long while, the ice-blue-eyed devil who called himself Napoleon Disri said: "According to what you said, the 'Love Spell' has been spread secretly for many years, but I have never established contact with any human outside of Hant Island." “I’m also confused about this. Is it possible to intercept the direction of the name? Will it usurp your identity afterwards?” Lumian looked like a curious adventurer. He felt that according to the few words of Ms. Magician, Mr. Fool could do this kind of thing, and so could Amon in the past. As for whether there were demons who could do it, it was unknown for the time being. The devil with ice-blue eyes fell silent again, and after a few seconds he said in a low voice: "Stranger, you have asked enough questions. Stop here, or you will die without knowing it." The devil, who was dressed in a black suit and called himself Napolidisli, stood up slowly, slightly separated his feet, raised his two hands wearing black leather gloves, and whispered: "Praise the earth, praise the mother of all things!" Then it turned around, picked up its cane, and walked towards the church door with a slightly staggering step, towards the midday sun. Lumian took a look at the devil with ice-blue eyes and found that he was not tall, thin, and already had a sense of haggardness and weakness. He looked like an ordinary old human being, nothing like a terrifying and powerful devil. As he watched, Lumian vaguely felt that beneath the thin skin and old flesh, there was a dark, blatant malice expanding and contracting, and it tried its best to control itself and not tear off the fragile disguise. The terrifying inner core and the frail outer appearance form a sharp contrast, but the overall aura is indeed old, thin and ordinary. This is a bit like Ludwig... one is a child with a monster of unknown appearance sealed under his skin, and the other is an old man with a dark devil hidden in his body... Lumian had to control himself from concentrating on observing the fortune of the ice-blue-eyed devil. The gray-haired old man wearing black leather gloves and leaning on a cane slowly left the church. Lumian was in no rush to return to the Berry. He continued to sit in the first row, thinking about the local devil legend that had just become clear but had suddenly become shrouded in mystery. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a brown priest's robe. This is the attire of the clergy of the Church of Mother Earth. Lumian raised his head and looked up, and saw the face of a middle-aged man with clear contours, regular features, thick eyebrows, and a pair of bloodshot and slightly painful ice-blue eyes. Ice blue eyes? Fuck! Lumian’s hair stood on end and he cursed in his mind. The clergyman with ice-blue eyes sat down next to Lumian, where the devil had sat just now. He smiled gently and said: "Don't provoke Boselli, and don't try his advice. His self-control ability gradually declines with age." "Boselli? Are you referring to the old gentleman with ice-blue eyes?" Lumian asked, pretending to be ignorant. "Yes." The clergyman with ice-blue eyes nodded slightly. Lumian thought about it for a moment and smiled: "What about you? How's your self-control?"

"I'm much better than him. I only lose control once every few years." The clergyman with ice-blue eyes answered frankly. Is this a direct admission that he is also a devil? I am not entering the church of the "Mother Earth Goddess", but the restaurant of the Devil Family... Lumian felt a chill in his heart and couldn't help but complain a few words. He smiled calmly and said: "Are you familiar with him? Are you from the same family?" The clergyman with ice-blue eyes thought for a moment and said: "We are all children born in the monastery of Hantsport." A child born in a monastery? Lumian felt a sense of disobedience when he first heard this description. In other churches, having a child in a monastery is considered a serious act of deviating from the teachings of God, falling into carnal desires, and blaspheming the faith. Lumian changed his mind and felt relieved. This is the Church of the "Mother Earth". The more children the nuns and monks in the monastery have, the more in line with the doctrine! He immediately figured out why the ice-blue-eyed clergyman and Boselli were born in a monastery. That would be a good way to conceal their origins and identities so as not to involve ordinary families. This made Lumian's previous reasoning about the local devils completely bankrupt: The devils do not need to disappear to hide the "corpses" they left behind. The "Mother Earth" Church will help cover it up. For example, clean water can be used instead of effective holy water during the consolation ceremony, and new identities and legal origins will even be provided later. My previous reasoning was based on the premise that the Earth Mother Church and the local devils were not allies, no wonder there were many mistakes... This is a problem that needs to be paid attention to when making conspiracies in the future. If the premise is wrong, no matter how clever the subsequent arrangements are, they will lose their meaning... Now it seems that the Earth Mother Church directly provides shelter to these ice-blue-eyed devils, both resisting restrictions and cooperating in protection? Lumian reviewed the investigation of the past two days. This review couldn't help him digest the potion, but he felt it would help him more than completely digesting the potion. Lumian looked at the cleric with ice-blue eyes and asked with a smile: "Are you also called the name Boselli just mentioned?" The clergyman with ice-blue eyes smiled warmly in response: "Yes, my name is Napolitelli, too." Without waiting for Lumian to ask again, it said carefully: “I don’t know your origins, but you can go to other Orthodox churches to report the events on Hant Island. I think they will all warn you not to touch upon the truth of the devil legend. "As Boselli said, outsider, let's end it here and leave Hant Island." Lumian nodded, stood up, turned and walked out of the church. Under the bright sunshine, he walked slowly on the street, his mind filled with pairs of ice-blue eyes and the name Napolitani, feeling a little confused. PS: Normal updates will resume tomorrow~ (End of this chapter)