Chapter: 54

"We asked the old people in the village to make sure that this happened, but it has been decades, and the wizard's house has been burned by the church, and the land is what you bought."

"Really?" Aurora was obviously a little surprised, "I just said, there must be something wrong with the price they sold my land at a lower price than normal... I thought it was my sweet mouth that would make the old ladies happy ..."

She thought for a while and said:

"The wizard's body was burned by the church?"

"Yes, the ashes are buried in the cemetery next to the church." Lumian nodded.

He continued:

"Because all the clues were interrupted, we have given up on this matter. Who knows, when I woke up this morning, I saw an owl outside the window, which was very similar to the owl in the legend."

"Are you sure?" Aurora was a little serious.

"Not sure, but it's really different from ordinary owls." Lumian answered from an objective perspective.

Aurora thought for a while, then said slowly:

"During this time, you should not leave the village, especially after dark, until I investigate the situation clearly."

Having said that, she smiled angrily and said:

"I told you that the pursuit of extraordinary power is a very dangerous thing, look, trouble is coming!

"Fortunately, it seems that the other party has no malicious intentions at present, and the problem should be better resolved."

I'm relieved if you're prepared... Lumian lowered his head and said crisply:

"Sister, I was wrong."

He immediately changed the subject:

"Have any of your pen pals replied?"

"How can it be so fast? It's not power generation, uh, email!" Aurora let out a "huh".

Doesn't mail mean letters and parcels sent through the post office? Lumian didn't quite understand.

He didn't care too much, after all, Aurora often used some strange words.

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The entrance of the old tavern.

Lumian stood there and looked around.

He knew that the lady who gave him the Tarot card should not have woken up yet, and this time he was looking for three foreigners, Ryan, Liya and Valentine.

As expected by Lumian, the three foreigners occupied a table in the tavern and had breakfast.

Trout rolls, wine, bread with mayonnaise...the food was pretty good...Lumian observed for a few seconds, then exited the old tavern without disturbing Liya and the others.

After a while, Ryan and the others came out, ready to continue walking in Kordu Village, looking for someone to "chat".

Lumian went up to meet him, opened his arms, and greeted with a bright smile:

"Good morning, my cabbages."