Chapter 512 Ironclad Merchant Ship He also possesses the power of a word spirit... When the madness is not acting up, he is in a dazed state and acts on instinct, with a pale expression and lifeless eyes... This is very similar to the original infected person described by Pierre... Lumian read the letter sent by Franca and gained a better grasp of the details of the disaster. The conjectures he had made based on the inconsistencies in Pierre's answers, behavior, and actions turned out to be very close to the truth. The only difference is that he guessed that the original infected person was a real lunatic who acted on instinct, while the official intelligence showed that this was a humanoid sealed object, but it did rely on instinct, and had no spiritual wisdom, whether in normal state or when madness broke out. Of course, Lumian's guess was not necessarily contradictory to reality. Perhaps it was because the young woman was contaminated in some way or lost control, becoming a real lunatic who instinctively spread madness, so she needed to be sealed. As for why it was sealed instead of cleared directly, Lumian could probably guess the reason: The ability to kill anyone she wants is still very tempting, even with all kinds of restrictions. No matter whether it is the Inquisition, the "Machinery Heart", or the Eighth Bureau, if there is a way to seal such a dangerous creature, it will definitely be given priority. Maybe she can be relied on to solve other disasters in the future. Lumian lowered his gaze and read the rest of the letter: "The other information cannot be provided due to confidentiality. "You should keep an eye out for young women of that appearance. If you spot any, keep your distance and report them to the authorities." There is no detailed information on its origin, sealing method, actual performance of the power of the Word Spirit, how to treat and eliminate madness, etc.... There is no specific seal level and number either... Judging from the anomaly in Dadel Town and the description in the previous part, even if it is not a "level 1" seal, it should belong to the very special and terrifying "level 2" type... Lumian pondered for a while, then stuffed the letter into the "traveler's bag" without burning it on the spot. At this time, Lugano was looking behind him in confusion.

Even after turning on his "clairvoyance", he still found nothing. Lumian's messenger, "The Confessor" Bayinfer, had already left. "Let's go." Lumian sighed, stretched out his hands, and grabbed Ludwig and Lugano's shoulders respectively. What he regretted most now was that at least one-third of the 400 Filkins fare would be wasted. And later I have to find a few cafes for Ludwig to have breakfast - he can't eat a lot in one cafe, otherwise it will be noticed that something is wrong. The next second, Lugano felt like he had walked into the spiritual world he had just seen, changing his role as a bystander and going deep into those layers of rich colors, truly bathing in the illumination of the seven different colors of bright light at the absolute height, and under the gaze of indescribable faces and indescribable figures, he "flew" towards an unknown destination. He felt dizzy, but in just a dozen seconds, he was standing on solid ground. Buildings with beige, brown-red and light yellow as the main colors appeared around him. Lumian didn't "teleport" too far, and chose the city of Foss, to which the town of Dadel belongs. In the morning light, Lumian put on the "lie" ear clips, took out a woolen coat from the "traveler's bag", and changed his appearance, height, and clothes on the spot in a deserted alley. In less than a minute, he became a different person. Although it was not the first time he had witnessed this, Lugano was still slightly shocked by the scene: What a magical item, what a powerful ability! Whether it was the silver-white ear clip that allowed a person to adjust his height and facial features within a certain range, or the coin bag that could take out a variety of items as if there was no limit to its capacity, they were all things he had never seen before. He only occasionally heard other bounty hunters mention that some official extraordinary people had extraordinary disguise skills. Lumian threw the "lie" ear clip to Lugano and said to him without any hesitation: "Go get three more fake identities and buy a steam train ticket to Port Gatti today." Am I a translator, a guide, or your follower and henchman? Lugano muttered to himself as he caught the magical silver-white ear clip. He forced a smile and said: "I have never been to the Fox area, so I don't know who to ask for a fake identity." "The principles are universal, and I trust your experience." Lumian responded with a smile.

Well, since you paid for it… Lugano muttered silently and took out some change of clothes from his suitcase. When he got a fake identity at Trier North Station, Lumian had already given him 1000 Felgin as a fee and told him that he would be responsible for similar expenses in the future. After the little boy Ludwig put on the "lie" ear clip, Lugano walked out of the alley with his suitcase. Lumian immediately activated the "Face of Nether" and changed his image once again. He followed Lugano from a distance, holding the hand of Ludwig, who was still adjusting his height and appearance. He wanted to see what this "doctor" would do and how he would behave when he arrived in a strange place, so as to determine what problems were hidden behind him. To prevent Ludwig from protesting, Lumian pushed down his wide-brimmed hat and tossed the guy a few loaves of bread. Ludwig didn't ask for hot food, but ate his food obediently, letting Lumian take him to follow Lugano. It was early in the morning and all the bars were closed. Lugano went straight to the nearest market, found a "patrolman" who was suspected to be a gang member, used money to pave the way, and found out who to find to get a fake identity. Throughout the process, he behaved no differently from an ordinary bounty hunter. Lumian was neither disappointed nor happy about this. He calmly followed the train to Lugano and bought another steam train. Then he removed the "Face of Nether" and met up with his companion. ………… In a luxury hotel room near the sea, Porto Gatti, Haut-Maritimes. Lumian stood in front of the large glass window and saw the blue sky that seemed to have been washed by water, contrasting with the clear and pure gem-like ocean below. The cooing of seabirds was clear and high-pitched, and bright silhouettes flew between the white clouds, white sand beaches and ship masts, allowing Lumian to intuitively feel the cool breeze from the sea even without opening the window. This is one of the main ports where products from the industrial cities on the west coast of the Intermediate Sea enter the Misty Sea. It is famous for its trade and shipbuilding and is quite prosperous. Contrary to what the citizens of Trier believe about the lack of sunshine in the north, Porto Gatti has plenty of sunshine all year round and the autumn is not too cold. Amid the sound of Ludwig chewing, Lumian admired the sea view and the port in the distance outside the window while waiting for Lugano to buy a boat ticket to Santa Port in the Kingdom of Fenet. At this moment, the "Confessor" Bayinfer, who was wearing a black clergy robe and was extremely tall, walked out of the void again and silently handed a letter to Lumian. "Thank you." Lumian said habitually. Then he took the letter and unfolded it: "The madness in Dadel Town has been brought under control. The seriously infected townspeople have been cleared out, and those with mild infections have been treated, but the sealed object has not been found. "According to the intelligence collected on the scene, she returned to normal several days ago and left Dadel Town. Her whereabouts are unknown. The subsequent spread of madness was due to the self-spreading of the severely polluted spiritual ocean. "The townspeople's abnormal behavior of not wanting to leave Duddle and not forgetting to tell passers-by about their madness should also come from the polluted ocean of the mind. Well, according to the new term Anthony has learned, it is the collective subconscious ocean, which together with the island of personal consciousness and the spiritual sky constitute the spiritual world. "You better be careful in the future. I'm afraid you'll be attracted to the occult disaster caused by the seal again." We didn’t catch the Sealed Artifact… Lumian said “tsk” with a slight headache. To be honest, he had no way to deal with it. When he arrived in Dadel Town, the other party had already left, but the disaster was still continuing and developing. At three o'clock in the afternoon, Lumian took Lugano and Ludwig on board the merchant ship "Flying Bird" bound for Santa Port in the Kingdom of Feynaport. They chose a first-class cabin, which was a suite with a master bedroom, children's room, servants' room, living room, bathroom, service by dedicated waiters, access to the most upscale restaurants and the only cigar room. It was worth 700 Filkins, close to Charlie's annual income as a hotel waiter. Lumian both cares about money and doesn't care that much. He cares about it because of his past experiences and his sister's teachings, which make him instinctively calculate and feel sorry for it. He doesn't care because his money comes "easily". For example, he sneaked back to the Breeze Ballroom at night and took 3 Fel Gold from the safe in one go. Now he is only spending a small part of it.

Moreover, he already had the potion formula, main ingredients and some auxiliary materials for the next sequence, so he had no motivation to save money for the time being. Besides, as a loyal reader of the "Great Adventurer" series, he knew very well that there were many moving human-shaped treasures on the sea. If he was really short of money, he would be happy to imitate his idol and harvest them. The "Flying Bird" was the latest type of steam-powered ship, built entirely of steel. It no longer had sails, but only chimneys spewing mist and masts serving as lookout towers. It is iron gray in color overall, with some parts painted in alternating red and gold. It has a wide deck and numerous gun positions. Whether in terms of displacement, number of passengers, speed or sturdiness, it is far superior to the classical sailing warships. Compared with those outdated guys, it is like an adult looking down on a child. Before the incident in Cordu Village, Lumian had thought about traveling on the sea, like the great adventurer Gehrman Sparrow, and used this to seduce his sister, but Aurore delayed this matter until he graduated from college. In the spacious and bright living room of the first-class cabin, Lumian looked out the window at the azure ocean, his thoughts flying to who knows where. Woo! Amid the sound of the whistle, mist belched out of the chimneys of the "Flying Bird". This huge ironclad merchant ship slowly left the Port of Gatti and headed towards the depths of the sea as various machines began to operate. Coo, coo, the calls of seabirds echo among the clouds. (End of this chapter)