Chapter: 153

"Those three foreigners entered the village in the afternoon, while you and I were practicing martial arts, rested afterwards, and didn't go out at all.

"Well, in the fighting class in the afternoon, you are still an ordinary person..."

She accepts that Lumian's time loops.

If it were someone else, Lumian said with a high and low smile, "I believe it! I believe it! You really believe such an outrageous story", but facing Aurora, he still restrained himself very much.

He then suggested:

"I'm going to go around the village now to see if I can gather more information."

Aurora nodded:

"I also use my 'eyes' to look around, but it's very restrictive and very dangerous, and I'm not sure it will pay off."

Lumian waved his hand to show that he knew, and then walked out the door.

After walking a few steps, he looked back at the figure of Aurora standing in the kitchen, and suddenly thought of the picture of the other party pushing himself to a safe place among countless undead, and inexplicably felt the pain of separation.

He subconsciously asked:

"Sister, why did you adopt me in the first place?"

Aurora replied angrily:

"I don't want to either!

"I was just kind enough to give you some food, but in the end you followed me all the time, and you couldn't get rid of me, and even helped me do this and that obediently. I was soft-hearted for a moment... who knew that you would grow into what you are now!

"Do you know how hard it was for me as a young girl to take care of a child like you?"

After listening to Aurora's answer, Lumian wanted to say thank you and praise her sister, but the words were stuffed in his mouth, as if they were going to flow to his eyes and nose.

He turned his head and walked towards the village.

It is necessary to investigate without triggering anomalies, leading to an early restart of the cycle. Lumian can only consider starting from the edge of the problem and deepening it step by step according to the situation.

His preliminary idea is to find the mistresses of the priest this afternoon, and use methods such as eavesdropping and trickery to see what they know. If there is no gain, or if there is no chance for the time being, then go to the church to see if he can meet the priest and meet him face to face. Talk about the daily life in the village.

Lumian's first target was Sibyl Berry. She was both the mistress of the curate priest Guillaume Béné and the sister of the shepherd Pierre Béry. She had close ties with both of the two abnormal figures. Maybe know something.

——Lumian's friend Guillaume Jr., that is, Guillaume Berry, and Pierre Berry are distant cousins. They even have different hair colors, and they don't live together.

Sybil Berry is twenty-four years old and married. Her husband is Jean Maury, a middle-aged man who is almost forty years old.

He has been single for more than thirty years, and the reason why he was able to marry Sybil Berry was because he didn't have any requirements for dowry.

And Sybil Berry was willing to marry with only a small amount of property. Lumian suspected that it was because she had become the mistress of the curate at that time and needed a husband to be the father of a possible illegitimate child. The curate had secretly promised something.

Although Intis is open-minded, the phenomenon of illegitimate children is very common. Many husbands or wives get angry when they find out, and they are still willing to keep their spouse's illegitimate children at home. But the clergy of the "Eternal Blazing Sun" church are not allowed to marry and have children, and they often find a cheap father for their illegitimate children.

Lumian came all the way to Jean Maury's house, a low house on the edge of Cordu village.

It is off-white as a whole, with only one floor. Behind the kitchen is the bedroom, and the other side is connected to the basement. It not only houses the barrel storage, but also serves as the living room and dining room.

As for the bathroom, there is no such thing as a shed at the back of the house.

Lumian went in without knocking, quietly came to the side of the house, and squatted under the bedroom window.