Chapter 551 "Governor of the Sea" (The last day of 2023 to ask for monthly tickets) Injured? Injured by that humanoid lizard? Lumian made a random guess after listening to Lugano's judgment. At this moment, he was standing beside the carriage, naturally looking at the situation around the residence of the "Governor of the Sea". This place is very close to the pier of the fishing village. You can see ships sailing into the deep sea and several fishing nets fixed on the reefs. At the doorways of nearby houses, many women are processing the seafood they caught earlier, making them into salted fish, dried meat and other things. Children are running around the roads in the village, playing different childish games. This is a different landscape from that of Koldu Village, but the underlying essence is very similar. In front of the "Governor of the Sea" mansion was a large square where Lumian and others stood, waiting for Mrs. Marta, Rubio Paco and others to come out. Several children ran here, occupied a corner, put down a lot of shells, and started playing pretend games. The oldest one among them, in a linen shirt, said in a loud voice: "I am the 'Governor of the Sea'!" "I'm a guard!" "I'm a mother." The other children responded. The youngest one asked, jumping up and down:

"What about me? What about me?" The child who played the role of "Governor of the Sea" thought for a moment and said: “You are a child of the sea.” "Children of the Sea"? What is that? Lumian didn't look over there, but he was listening carefully to what the children were discussing. These little guys really don't understand what many nouns and things mean, but precisely because of this, they don't have any sense of confidentiality, and the adults in Milo Village won't be particularly wary of such young children. It is very likely that some information will be revealed in their words, which will be remembered by them and reflected in their daily games. One of the keys to Lumian's knowledge of the secrets of many families in Cordu Village was to talk to the children and play games with them, so that they would "share" many things at home from their own perspective and understanding. After listening to the children's discussion for a while and calculating the time silently, Lumian pressed the golden straw hat on his head and walked straight to the gate of the "Governor of the Sea" mansion. Lugano was stunned for a moment, then quickly followed. At the door of the building that looked like a church or a place of worship, there were two "guards" wearing brown-green shirts and trousers. They each held a rifle and looked at Lumian. "Stop!" the "guards" shouted loudly. Lumian continued walking forward, speaking in Intis as if nothing had happened: "I don't understand what you are talking about." Suddenly, two "guards" raised their rifles and aimed at the outsider wearing a golden straw hat. Lugano hurriedly translated: “They won’t let you in.” Lumian ignored his guide and approached the white building with gray bricks without speeding up or slowing down. A hint of coldness flashed in the blue eyes of the two "guards" and their fingers pulled the trigger. At this moment, the outsider wearing a golden straw hat disappeared from their sight. Disappeared in the shadow cast by the sun on the Governor's Palace. The next second, behind them, Lumian's figure emerged from a shadow in the hallway and continued to walk forward.

It's like the distance in between has been erased. The two "guards" had sharp senses and quickly turned around to look behind them, but by then, Lumian had already completely entered the building and left the lobby. Lugano stood outside blankly, not knowing whether to take the risk to follow and act as an interpreter, or to ensure his own safety first. After passing through the foyer, Lumian suddenly found that the space in front of him became deep. The dome, which was only a dozen meters high, gave people a feeling that it could never be reached. There were various reliefs on the surrounding aqua-blue walls. They were not the common statues of angels, saints and other religious elements, but those things in the sea, including starfish, corals, and many fish, lobsters and crabs. Almost at the same time, Lumian felt that the reliefs came alive and cast dangerous glances at him. No, it's not that they are alive, but that the building seems to be alive, instinctively rejecting unauthorized intruders and exerting layers of pressure. Lumian's steps suddenly became heavy, as if he was carrying hundreds of kilograms of food. In his field of vision, Marta, the grandmother of the Paco family, was kneeling on the ground with her legs together, while Rubio Paco was standing a little further away. The two maids were also kneeling, but with their backs turned, facing the hallway, as if they did not dare to look at some important person. Opposite the high dome was a "carpet" made of fish skin, on which lay a young man lying on his back. He was wearing a retro white robe, supporting his upper body with his elbows, and quietly looking at Marta who was kneeling at one side. There were four beautiful girls on the "carpet", all of them wearing gorgeous long skirts. One of them was kneeling behind the young man, acting as his pillow, one was slowly peeling late-ripening grapes and putting the crystal clear flesh to the young man's mouth, and the other two were holding trays with wine, food and towels, each standing on one side, with their bellies obviously bulging, and their maternal radiance shining. Seeing Lumian rushing in, the young man seemed a little panicked. He sat up straight and leaned completely into the arms of the girl behind him. Rubio noticed something unusual, turned around, and saw the great adventurer Louis Berry whom he had hired. His pupils slightly dilated, and he quickly spoke in Intis: "Why did you get in?" Lumian then stopped and smiled: "I'm an adventurer with a strong professional ethics. You've been in there for too long. I'm worried about accidents." As he spoke, he felt as if there were dangerous gazes coming from different parts of the building. Rubio was silent for a moment and said: "Don't worry, just wait outside for us to come out." “Okay.” Lumian laughed, turned around, and walked slowly towards the hallway. He acted as if those dangerous gazes didn't exist. Returning to the foyer, he was greeted by the two "guards" with their rifles. Lumian walked towards them without even looking at them. The expressions of the two "guards" changed several times, but in the end they did not shoot and allowed Lumian to leave the mansion of the "Governor of the Sea". Lugano breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he would not be hunted down by the people from Milo Village. Although he was an extraordinary person, he was still a little scared when facing soldiers with guns, and more than one of them. He glanced at Lumian, but didn't dare ask his employer why he had to barge in. Lumian sat back down next to the driver, tucked both legs up, one leg tucked in and the other raised to rest his right arm. Nearly ten minutes later, Rubio Paco and his mother Marta, who was supported by their parents, walked out of the church-like building.

Rubio looked at Lumian deeply and said: "Let's go. The 'Governor of the Sea' has agreed that my mother can go to the church for treatment." Is that young man the current "Governor of the Sea"? He looks weak and panic-stricken. How can he protect the fishermen and merchants of Santa Port for a year? Or, he has no ability, but has a special symbol? Or, the April Fool's Day prank caused an accident in the sea prayer ceremony last year, and the "Governor of the Sea" failed to receive the sea's gift and appointment, but the members of the Fisheries Guild concealed this matter for fear of causing panic, and still treated him as the real "Governor of the Sea"? He must know what happened at that time... Lumian nodded thoughtfully. He smiled and asked Rubio in Intis: "Should we thank the Mother Goddess for her love or the Governor's permission?" Rubio did not respond and followed his mother Marta into the carriage. Lugano quickly sat on the other side of the coachman and watched the horses make a small circle, turn around, and gradually move away from the residence of the "Governor of the Sea". Phew... Lugano sighed with emotion: "This commission doesn't seem to be dangerous..." There was nothing surprising except that the employer had to break into the "Governor of the Sea"'s mansion. Lumian laughed and said: “That’s because I’m here. "If it were just you, those watchers hiding in the dark might have found you." Lugano fell silent, and then saw his employer pointing at the "Governor of the Sea" mansion, which looked more like a church, and speaking a passage of highland language word by word: "Blow it up, will it, what will happen?" Lugano shuddered when he heard this, and all his hair stood up. He glanced at the driver who looked stunned, and advised his employer in Intis: "We will be hunted down by everyone in Santa Port." Lumian smiled, looked away, and said nothing more. It was not until this moment that Lugano suddenly realized: The employer is testing you! Otherwise, why did he insist on saying that sentence in the plateau dialect that he had not yet learned? This is to test the reactions of the coachman and Mrs. Marta in the car! Lumian listened attentively to the conversation between Marta and Rubio and found that the mother and son hardly spoke in the carriage and remained silent for a long time. Of course, this may also be because Marta was in poor health and only groaned in pain occasionally. The carriage was heading away from Milo Village. Suddenly, the coachman pulled the reins and stopped the two horses. This is because an old man with a black cane appeared in front of the vehicle. His hair was dark black with a hint of gray, his eyes were as blue as the sea, and he was wearing the common fishermen's clothes in Milo Village. His face had deep wrinkles that seemed to be able to pinch mosquitoes to death. "Mr. Oro..." the coachman whispered, his expression was obviously tense, and he didn't know what to do with his hands and feet. Juan Oro? The president of the Fisheries Guild, the former mayor of Milo Village? Lumian changed his posture with a realization. Juan Oro, supported by a young man who looked somewhat like him and using a crutch, slowly approached Paco's carriage. Neither Rubio nor Marta spoke in the car.

At this moment, a revolver appeared on Juan Oro's forehead, and the cold muzzle was directly pressing against his flesh. Lumian raised his chin slightly, looked at the head of the Fisheries Guild, and asked calmly in Intis: "Who gave you permission to approach this carriage?" PS: This is the last day of 2023 to ask for monthly tickets~ No matter if there are any accidents, there will be an extra update for the first place in the annual list at today~ (End of this chapter)