Chapter 565 Changing Plans Palace? Lumian didn't expect to be able to obtain information from Nolfi that Lato Giallo didn't have. He thought about it and said: "What does the palace look like?" Is it a treasure left over from ancient times, or the residence of a natural spirit? The sea-praying ritual is utilizing the power within the palace? Nolfi shook his head. "My mother couldn't describe it in detail. She just told me that the palace was different from all the buildings on land. It had a peculiar shape, smooth curves, and reflected a certain metallic luster. The overall color was silver-gray." Lumian sketched out the appearance of the palace in his mind based on Nolfi's description, but without detailed shape support, he could only imagine the general color. He smiled and said: "If that is indeed the palace of the sea, do you really think you two can destroy it? "You can't even deal with Lato Giallo and his men, so how can you break through the guards of the Sea Clan, and how can you avoid the wrath of the sea?"

Nolfi was silent for a few seconds and said: "I have a solution." She didn't say what the solution was. Is there any way for a "child of the sea" like you, whose strength is unlikely to be less than Sequence 7, to destroy the palace of the sea? That is an existence that can make the entire sea area surrounded by strong winds and huge waves... Lumian muttered, and suddenly had a guess: Nolfi is so confident because she has other partners. She didn't return to Santa Port without making any preparations? As his thoughts raced, Lumian turned his gaze to Batner. Batna Conte, who had unknowingly put two or three steps away from Nolfi, hung the rapier back on his waist and hid the revolver. After he felt Lumian's gaze, he smiled awkwardly: "I just provide assistance and command the ship. You may not know that I was once a second mate for a while, and later became an adventurer." What he meant was, I don't really know what Nolfi's method is, and I don't really care whether she can succeed or not. I have already fulfilled my responsibility as a lover by providing some help. I can see that you come from a good family, and your clothes and appearance are very exquisite... But I used to think that you ran away from home and became an adventurer at sea because you were obsessed with Gehrman Sparrow's adventure stories. Now it seems that you were recommended by your family to be the second mate on a ship to gain work experience, but after working for a while, you resigned and became an adventurer... Lumian didn't know how to evaluate Bartner's romanticism, so he glanced at him and said: "Do you know that this is dangerous?" Butner cleared his throat and said: "I thought the 'Children of the Sea' wouldn't be too strong. I've practiced against Norfi before." Lumian stared at Bartner for two seconds, then looked away and looked at Nolfi: "What are you going to do next?" He did not directly ask the other party whether there were any collaborators hiding in secret, but instead made a roundabout approach, lowering Norfi's vigilance to see if he could find any clues from her words. Nolfi pursed his lips and said: "We have been discovered and targeted by the Fisheries Guild. It is impossible for us to proceed as planned. Next, I plan to hide until the sea prayer ceremony is over." "Why don't you just leave?" Bartner asked "for" Lumian in surprise. He thought that after his purpose and identity were exposed, Nolfi would decisively give up this action and wait until the subsequent sea prayer ceremony to find another way. Nolfi was silent for a while and said: "If the sea-praying ceremony succeeds and I am still in Santa Port, then as a 'child of the sea' with a relatively pure bloodline, I should be able to obtain certain blessings..."

She paused and looked at the ground: "That might allow me to transform into a humanoid lizard sooner and faster, but it could also improve my strength..." There was a subtle sadness hidden in her words. Butner stared at it in a daze, opened his mouth, but no words came out. Lumian raised his hand and pressed down the golden straw hat on his head, and commented simply with the famous line from the Great Adventurer series of novels: “It’s a blessing, but also a curse.” Nolfi saw Louis Berry turning around and preparing to leave, and thanked him sincerely again: "I don't know how to express my gratitude. If you need any help, you can come to me." "You can also come to me." Butner echoed. He hesitated whether to continue staying with Nolfi or leave Santa Port directly. Lumian glanced at their faces and suddenly smiled. "That's right, I have something for you to do." Nolfi was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly: "As you command." ………… After bidding farewell to Nolfi and Batna, Lumian returned to the Solo Inn from the shadows. As soon as he left the darkness in the corner of the master bedroom, he saw the "Sword Knight" standing beside the curtains that let in a little crimson moonlight, looking at him silently. Why do you always appear in scenes like a ghost story... Is this the characteristic of the "ghost", or is it the effect of the potion? Lumian complained in his heart and said sincerely: "Thank you for your help." The Sword Knight did not respond to this, but looked at Lumian and said: "After controlling Lato Giallo, you seem to have changed your original plan?" Lumian immediately laughed: "You have a very keen sense, but the time when I changed my mind may be a little earlier or later than you said." He answered in a somewhat charlatan way, then explained with a smile: "How can a plan that is initially formulated be carried out to the end without any changes? That is not a 'conspirator', that is omniscience and omnipotence. "During the planning process, we must always ensure that the real goal remains unchanged, and adjust our attitude and correct the corresponding direction and details based on the feedback we receive, new intelligence, and changes in the situation." Therefore, it is very important to hide your true purpose. It’s like there can be many roads between the starting point and the end point, but there is often only one end point, which is the easiest to be blocked and ambushed. The "Knight of the Sword" listened quietly, said nothing more, and disappeared silently by the window. Lumian washed up and went to bed in a relaxed state, and slept until six in the morning. After having breakfast provided by the hotel, he asked Lugano to take Ludwig to the street to buy some snacks. After watching their backs blocked by the closed door, Lumian returned to the master bedroom where the curtains were still drawn. In the dim environment, he pulled open the armchair attached to the desk and sat down. He didn't know how long it had been, but he suddenly found that there were some bright lights in the depths of the darkness.

He then felt himself floating in mid-air, with no land under his feet and no back support. Lumian stared at the deep void and the starry sky without changing his expression, and saw Juan Oro, the president of the Fisheries Guild, walking towards him step by step from a distance, wearing a formal suit and holding a cane. Lumian looked at the old man, said nothing, and remained silent. He did not show any surprise, as if he had expected Juan Oro's arrival. When the two sides were close enough, Juan Oro's wrinkles trembled and he spoke to himself in Intis: “Milo Village was once destroyed, and the sea clan that came to the land was also destroyed, but today, we are still standing here. “As long as the sea is still there, as long as the starry sky is still there, as long as Santa Port has not become a forbidden place of death, no matter how big a blow we have suffered, whether we have lost all our descendants, we can walk out of the depths of the sea again, rebuild Milo Village, and restart the sea prayer ceremony. “This can be proven by both the clergy of the Church of Mother Earth and their combat monks and nuns. "If we, the 'Children of the Sea', are really pushed to the edge of a cliff, we will definitely have the courage and determination to drag our enemies into the abyss with us, because we all firmly believe that the spirit is immortal and that our village can be rebuilt and will not be extinct." You're telling me that the Fishery Guild and the sea clans of Milo Village are not afraid of threats, have the ability and courage to perish together with powerful enemies, and the corresponding inheritance will not be cut off, and they will emerge from the depths of the sea again? This is equivalent to warning me not to go too far, otherwise they are not afraid of completely tearing their faces apart and perish together... Lumian understood Juan Oro's hidden meaning, but did not answer. He looked at the old man quietly, waiting for him to continue. Juan Oro's blue eyes reflected the figure of the great adventurer Louis Berry with black hair and green eyes. He said in a low voice: "What exactly do you and the people behind you want to do and what do you want to gain? "We will not allow the sea prayer ceremony to be destroyed again, nor will we abandon everything we have built in Santapuerto." After discovering that the great adventurer Louis Berry was not only very strong, but also had a force behind him and his helpers were equally powerful, I felt that this was a tough nut to crack. If I really tried to force it, I might break my teeth. So I came to negotiate to see if I could give up certain interests in exchange for the other party's retreat? Just now, were you stating your bottom line and strength, so that I wouldn't make a random offer and leave both sides with no room to retreat and have to bite the bullet and fight? Lumian was not surprised at all. He looked around and said: "Why are there no chairs? I am used to sitting and chatting." Juan Oro was silent for a moment, and then the armchair that Lumian had just sat on appeared behind him, and his posture returned to its previous state. Lumian looked at Juan Oro, the president of the Fisheries Guild, and said calmly: "If I say that I have never thought of disrupting the sea prayer ceremony, would you believe it?" "I never thought of disrupting the sea prayer ceremony..." Juan Oro, with deep wrinkles on his face, frowned slightly and repeated this sentence. Lumian continued: "As long as you are willing to release innocent people, such as the fake 'Governor of the Sea', we are not against cooperation." "Cooperation?" Juan Oro looked with surprise at the great adventurer who had forcibly intervened in the affairs of the Fisheries Guild as soon as he arrived in Santa Port, broke into the residence of the "Governor of the Sea", blew up the main building of the Fisheries Guild, and almost killed his grandson. He wondered if his ears had become dull like those of other old men. A smile gradually appeared on Lumian's face. He leaned back slightly, snapped his fingers, and a cluster of red flames ignited. He said: "Yes, cooperation." (End of this chapter)