Chapter: 22
She then asked:
"What are you going to do next?"
Lumian gave an "hmm":
"Eat something later, I'll go find that woman and see if I can get more information and find out her real intentions."
"Yes." Aurora didn't object.
She went on to say:
"I will also write to ask someone to ask about the dream you described, and see what those things represent."
Having said that, she glanced at Lumian's suddenly nervous expression, and said with a smile:
"Don't worry, I will make some modifications, and I won't throw out everything at once. I taught you the principle of step-by-step.
"Well, when communicating with that lady, don't force it, try to be friendly, it doesn't mean we are afraid of her, it's just that one more friend is better than one more enemy."
"No problem." Lumian solemnly agreed.
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Cordu village, old tavern.
As soon as Lumian approached the bar, he turned to the part-time bartender tavern owner Maurice Bennett and said:
"Which room upstairs does the foreign woman live in?"
The old tavern itself is the only inn in the village, with six rooms on the second floor for accommodation.
Maurice Bennet was neither fat nor burly. Like most of the villagers, he had black hair and blue eyes. His biggest feature was that his nose was always red, which was caused by frequent drinking.
He is a member of the priest Guillaume Benet's family, but he is not close, and belongs to distant cousins.
"Why are you asking this?" Maurice Bene asked curiously, "Will a woman from a big city like you?"
He has an obvious inquiry expression on his face, and he has a strong interest in the abnormal relationship between men and women.
"Aren't you a country bumpkin and a barefoot man yourself?" Lumian snorted, and then made up a random reason, "The woman lost something last night, I found it this morning, and brought it to her."
"Really?" Maurice Bene expressed doubts about Lumian's credibility.
Eight out of ten sentences this guy made up.
"Otherwise? Do you think she can take a fancy to me?" Lumian said confidently.
"That's right." Maurice Bene was convinced, "She's in the room near the square, opposite the bathroom."
After watching Lumian walk towards the stairs, the tavern owner muttered softly while wiping his glass:
"It's not impossible. Sometimes, people want to try new flavors..."
He muttered just enough for Lumian to hear.
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On the second floor of the tavern, Lumian found the only bathroom in the dark corridor, and then saw a white paper sign hanging on the brass handle of the dark red wooden door opposite.