Chapter 108 That Person (asking for monthly ticket) Pons Bene pinched harder and harder, his eyes turned red and were about to pop out. If Lumian hadn’t been speechless or his vision hadn’t started to go dark, he would have definitely said “thank you” to him. At this moment, a hand reached out from nowhere, grabbed Pons Bene's hair, and tried to forcibly separate him and Lumian. "What are you doing, are you trying to kill him? "Are you crazy?" Shepherd Pierre Berry stopped Pons Bene and cursed in a deep voice. Pons Bene turned a deaf ear to him. His bloodshot eyes only saw Lumian's figure. His mind was filled with rage and bloodthirstiness, with only one thought in mind: "Kill this bastard". Snapped! Shepherd Pierre Berry raised his right leg and kicked Pons Bene in the vitals with his brand new leather shoes. Pons Bene loosened his hands reflexively, covered his lower body, clamped his thighs together, and fell to the ground. He unconsciously made a ho ho sound and his expression was distorted in pain, like a rooster with its neck strangled. Shepherd Pierre Berry glanced at the guy and said calmly: "Take Lumian to the altar once you have recovered a bit. The ceremony is about to begin."

He then retracted his gaze, bent down, and checked Lumian's condition. After Lumian regained consciousness and slowly opened his eyes, he stood up again and nodded. As the dark vision was refilled with light, the pain in his neck became more and more obvious. Lumian was disappointed to find that what he saw was not the familiar ceiling of his bedroom, but the bloody and scratched face of shepherd Pierre Bellido. Am I not dead yet? He muttered subconsciously in his heart, and turned his head to see Pons Bene curled up on the ground. "You're useless!" Lumian cursed with extreme contempt. "If a woman can't handle you and a man can't kill you, what's the point of you living?" Pons Bennet suddenly felt a surge of anger rising to his head. If it weren't for the lingering pain in his lower body and if the shepherd Pierre Berry hadn't been watching him, he would have definitely lost his mind again. ………… The dilapidated house of Lumian and Aurore, with half of its roof missing. Under the moonlight and starlight from the sky, Ryan, Leah and Valentine sneaked back here. After confirming that there was no one around, Ryan turned his head and said to Leah: "It seems that the situation tonight is more serious than we thought. Please do some divination." On the road from the edge of Cordu Village to Lumian's house, they found that there was no one in every house and no one knew where they had gone. This is a shocking anomaly! "Okay." Leah nodded. Before she took out a pen and paper to write down the divination statement, Ryan reminded her again: "Be careful and choose the right direction for divination. Don't try if you think it's too dangerous." "I understand." Leah has rich experience in this area. She knows that in a place like Cordu Village where there are dangers everywhere and abnormal people, a slight mistake in the direction of divination may cause extremely serious injuries to oneself, or even lose control on the spot. She hesitated for a few seconds, then entered Aurore's bedroom, which no longer had a wall on the corridor side, and found a manuscript as a medium. While Leah was writing the divination statement, Ryan and Valentine walked into Lumian's room, where they had slept before. Ryan's tan suitcase was placed next to the desk by the window, completely hidden by the curtain. Seeing that the things were still there, Ryan breathed a sigh of relief and said to Valentine:

"be prepared." As he spoke, he dragged the suitcase out, laid it on the ground, and opened the brass-like metal buckle. Valentine opened his arms slightly, causing illusory golden flames to jump out of the void and illuminate the room. With the "sunshine", Ryan, with a serious expression, finally dared to open the suitcase. There were no changes of clothes, no books or coins in it, only a strange folded scarecrow lying quietly. The scarecrow's eyes are covered with thick black cloth, and its face, neck, palms, feet, and calves are all made of brown-green straw, but its arms, chest, and thighs are covered with real-looking, slightly pale skin. This is a magical item that the joint investigation team obtained from the Reston Parish of the "Eternal Sun" Church before setting off. According to regulations, teams of their level can apply for seals to deal with anomalies. Ryan closed his eyes, and the information about the magical item in front of him naturally emerged in his mind: “Number: 217. “Name: Tanago Scarecrow. “Danger level: ‘2’, dangerous, use with caution and moderation, only actions of three or more people or deacons and diocesan bishops can apply. “Secrecy Level: Bishop, Squad Leader, and above. “Description: This scarecrow was first discovered in the Tanago region of Reston Province, on the edge of a village destroyed by a cultic ritual. “Two Purifiers, ten policemen, and seventy-six farmers disappeared after passing the field where the scarecrow was placed, and were never seen again. “Studies have shown that if you come within 30 meters of the scarecrow and are spotted by its eyes, you will lose your self-awareness, move uncontrollably closer to the scarecrow, and disappear after a few seconds, leaving behind only the clothes you are wearing and the items on your body. “When the sun is at its strongest, even if you touch this scarecrow and are seen by it, you will not disappear. "According to a farmer from another village, this scarecrow was originally normal, no different from other scarecrows, until the village to which the farmland belonged was destroyed. “Every time someone goes missing, flesh grows somewhere on its body, covering the skin, but only a small piece. “At present, it is impossible to confirm what will happen to this scarecrow after every part of it has flesh and skin, but we can only speculate that it is very likely to come alive. “This scarecrow already possesses certain characteristics of being alive. It will move at night and try to break free from the seal. “Sealing method: Cover its eyes with a thick black cloth from behind and place it in a small, dark space. “Usage process: You must take out this scarecrow under the sunlight and untie the black cloth covering its eyes. “Appendix: 1. No matter what, do not let it see you. Even with the protection of sunlight, you will have nightmares for a long time and become mentally weak. “2. Try not to use this scarecrow for more than two minutes each time, otherwise its tendency to escape and resist will become more and more obvious. "3. Warning: Before this scarecrow can obtain enough flesh and blood, seal it permanently." While Ryan and Valentine were checking to see if the seal was lost or escaped, Leah had entered a state of "dream divination". She whispered the divination phrase "Auror's location" to herself, sat down at the desk, leaned back in the chair, closed her eyes, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

With the help of the four small silver bells, the half-awake and half-dazed Leah saw Aurore in a simple white robe in the distorted and illusory world, saw something that looked like an altar, saw the villagers gathered around, saw the stained glass and golden walls in the distance... Leah suddenly opened her eyes, ran out of the room, and said to Ryan and Valentine: “They’re all in church! "A ceremony is taking place!" ………… Inside the church of "Eternal Sun". The disappointed Lumian was carried by Pons Bene to the altar filled with lilacs and tulips, with the shepherd Pierre Berry watching over them. Glancing at his sister Aurore with empty eyes, Lumian tilted his head and smiled at Pierre Berry: "You are a coward and a waste!" The shepherd glanced at him without responding or changing his expression. Lumian continued to laugh: “Your woman died of illness, but you dared not do anything but believe in evil gods. "Why did she die of illness? It was because the factory owner didn't let them rest and paid them very little. “If it were me, I would definitely visit that boss and hang his entire family from the factory chimney! "Did you do it? You didn't! You were afraid, you were afraid that you would die too, you bastard, you coward!" Lumian, who was observing Pierre Berry's subtle movements, quietly added the "Provocation" ability to the last sentence. Shepherd Pierre Berry's expression instantly twisted, and his originally gentle eyes gradually turned violent, as if a seal had been opened, releasing the demon in his heart. "Calm down!" The parish priest Guillaume Bennet, who was at the altar, looked over and shouted. Pierre Berry shuddered and regained his senses. He then tore off the strips of tattered clothing, crumpled them into a ball and stuffed them into Lumian's mouth. Fuck! Lumian struggled hard, but still couldn't avoid it. He kept cursing and adding "provocative" words, but because the time was too short, before he could utter a few words, his mouth was completely blocked by the cloth and he could no longer speak. Feelings of anxiety and despair surged into Lumian's heart at the same time, almost causing him to collapse. He forced himself to control his emotions and not let the thought of "giving up" occupy his mind. As he was carried to the altar, his thoughts raced as he thought of other ways to commit suicide. Soon, he was brought before the parish priest, with only the huge black thorn symbol between him and Aurore. Guillaume Bene first signaled the shepherd Pierre Berry to help Lumian, then he looked at the young man's face and said with a smile: "You are better than I thought, but you are still a little short. "This world is too dangerous. A man needs two fathers, but you don't have one. No one can tell you about life experience." "The world is too dangerous, a man needs two fathers" is a common saying in Intis, referring to the father in the family sense and the father in the social sense, the latter often refers to the "godfather". This is also the reason why it is popular among the people of Intis to recognize godfathers and godmothers.

The parish priest used this proverb to mock Lumien, an orphan with neither godfather nor father. Then your child may have three fathers, no, four, you, his nominal father, his godfather, and his mother's other lover... If his mouth had not been tightly gagged, Lumian would definitely have mocked the priest in this way to anger him, make him lose his mind, and kill himself on the spot. Unfortunately, he couldn't say anything. "Shall we begin the ceremony now?" Shepherd Pierre Berry asked Guillaume Bene. The parish priest shook his head. "Wait a second." "What are you waiting for?" Pierre Berry was quite confused. The parish priest did not respond, but Lumian was already thinking of new ways to commit suicide. Soon, he had an idea: Enter a state of deep meditation, accept the gazes of the two beings, try to hear that mysterious and terrifying voice as soon as possible, and bring yourself to the point of collapse and loss of control! Lumian turned his head to look at Aurore, who had a dull expression and empty eyes, but otherwise looked the same as usual, and closed his eyes. He first sketched the red sun, and when his emotions calmed down, he immediately changed to the round ball with eyes and a cross through it. Silently, Lumian "saw" the faint gray mist again, "saw" the chaotically overlapping blocks of color, and "saw" many indescribable things that seemed non-existent. However, this time, he did not have the feeling that he was being watched by some existence from the depths of the gray fog and the infinite heights. Why is it different? Lumian opened his eyes in astonishment. At this time, a man walked in through the church gate. He was wearing a black robe and a wide hood, with his entire face hidden in the shadows. All that could be seen was that he was tall, about meters. Seeing the man walking towards the altar step by step, the priest immediately turned sideways to make way, showing a humble and respectful attitude. Who is that? The one behind the parish priest? Lumian looked over in confusion. The more he looked at the man, the more familiar he seemed, as if he had seen him somewhere. Finally, he remembered: That is the figure hiding in the corner of the wizard's tomb! The black-robed man went up to the altar and came in front of Lumian. He leaned forward slightly and smiled in a low voice: "Have you found that meditation is useless?" What? How did he know? Lumian looked at him in shock and amazement. At this distance, even with the hood covering his face, he could still clearly see the face of the man in black robe: He was a young man, about eighteen or nineteen years old, with slender limbs, short dark hair, light blue eyes, deep features, and quite handsome. This...Lumian's gaze froze instantly. He was very familiar with this face; he saw it every day when he looked in the mirror. This is him! PS: Please vote for me~ (End of this chapter)