Chapter 532: Generosity (Thanks to Zuri Zhuri Yiran for the Silver Alliance donation again)

Lumian looked at the surprise and relief frozen on Burman's head, took off the "Torture" gloves and "Movement of Hatred," and ended the "Face of Nisse."

He then put on the silver-white "Lie" ear clip, took out white bandages, and transferred and wrapped the wound on his right chest that had been burned once, as well as his bloody left hand.

Crimson firelight rose again around, burning his dripping blood and splashing flesh.

During this process, Lumian collected Burman's corpse parts scattered nearby and piled them next to that head.

He had been estimating the time. If Burman's Beyonder characteristic didn't precipitate, he would have to move this pile of corpse parts to the forest next to the Andatna Volcano.

This was because the "Torture" gloves would attract the gaze of certain hidden existences, being driven by them to attack dangerous creatures.

In the past, Lumian would have to leave the scene immediately after using the "Torture" gloves, but this battle lasted a very short time, and the "Torture" gloves were stuffed into the "Traveler's Bag," so he could wait a while longer.

Watching light spots of different colors such as pale purple, pale white, and ghostly black precipitate from Burman's head and that pile of corpse parts and combine on their own, Lumian found various items from the surrounding ground and torn clothing:

There was a miniature brain stained with blood and shaped like brass, a deep black telescope that could be retracted, ointments and powders in small metal bottles, a very short white bone scepter, a peculiar badge with white bones surrounding the sun, a soft-shell notebook in an iron box, a golden ring that looked ordinary, and various gold and silver coins scattered all over the ground...

As for deposit certificates and cash banknotes, they should have been destroyed by the explosion and the sea of fire.

Lumian put them away one by one, feeling that among them, three items should possess Beyonder abilities; he only touched them and had different adverse reactions.

Fortunately, from the beginning, I never thought about fighting Burman for a long time... Once he had his hands free and used these magical items, it would be quite troublesome... To deal with such a half-mad enemy with resources, one must act quickly and decisively, not giving him a chance to recover... Some of these things should have been collected by himself, and most likely some were snatched from Fidel... Lumian finally picked up the iron box that already had dents and cracks.

Inside the soft-shell notebook was a treasure map stained with spots of blood. Lumian just took a simple look and believed that it was a sea chart leading to a certain island in a certain sea area, with records of weather change patterns and markings of two safe shipping routes on it.

Was this the fake treasure map that Mark Benito sold to Burman? Lumian flipped the dark soft-shell notebook to the first page and saw it written in sloppy handwriting:

"My spirit is sometimes good and sometimes bad, and I often forget many things. I must write down all the relevant knowledge and cannot forget it."

Lumian didn't look closely and put away the fake treasure map and the soft-shell notebook.

He scanned the pile of corpse parts again and found that Burman was wearing a golden ring with an ordinary style on the ring finger of his left hand.

This was very similar to the gold ring in the pile of spoils just now; one was larger, one was smaller, one was rougher, and one was very exquisite.

Lumian instantly understood what was going on.

He took off that gold ring from the ring finger of Burman's left hand, tied it together with the other gold ring using half a piece of iron wire he carried with him.

Lumian walked a few steps toward the gray-black crater and silently threw the pair of rings into the reddish depression.

At this time, Burman's Beyonder characteristics had all precipitated, combined with certain parts of his corpse, and turned into two items:

One was a pale purple transparent left eye, and the other was a right eye with pale white spots in the ghostly black.

Lumian put away these two Beyonder characteristics, picked up Burman's head, and suddenly disappeared from where he was.

Silently, all the remaining corpse parts of Burman burned up, and crimson firelight rose around the gray-black vast crater.

Lumian's figure was outlined two hundred meters away, bending down to pick up the golden straw hat that had been blown to that side by the strong wind.

While pressing the straw hat to the top of his head, he disappeared quickly.

This time, the place where he appeared was on the road outside the Andatna Volcano steam train station.

Lumian raised his head and looked at the gray-black crater, only to see the golden-red intertwined sunset like magma retreating faster than expected.

The top of the mountain quickly turned black.

…………

Falingang, inside the "Fool" church not too far from the Black Pearl District.

Lumian pressed the golden straw hat on his head, walked to the half-giant bishop wearing a half-high silk top hat and a black windbreaker, and said in a low voice:

"I want to confess."

The half-giant bishop, who was over two meters five tall, looked down at Lumian with pale blue eyes for a few seconds and nodded:

"Follow me."

He led Lumian into a special confessional, which had no windows and was pitch black.

"I don't want to confess in the dark." Lumian took off the golden straw hat and said calmly.

The half-giant bishop lit the candles here and closed the door.

Pop, Lumian threw a head with pale down and lost eyes to the feet of the half-giant bishop.

"You committed the crime of murder?" The half-giant bishop glanced simply and asked in a mellow voice.

"No, I just want to help him confess." Lumian pointed to the bloody head flowing with yellow pus, "He is the 'Devil Warlock' Burman."

"Burman?" The half-giant bishop then carefully examined the head and discovered several obvious characteristics.

He was silent for a few seconds and said:

"Do you want to ask the church to help you claim the bounty from the Intis government?"

"I said, I came to help him confess, his bounty is part of the confession." Lumian's voice was no different from just now.

The half-giant bishop was unable to understand for a moment.

Lumian took out the vast majority of the items obtained from Burman from the "Traveler's Bag," leaving only the dark soft-shell notebook and the fake treasure map.

Clatter, these things, either possessing Beyonder powers or being of high value, were all scattered on the ground.

"They are also part of Burman's confession." Lumian introduced simply, "I want to use the bounty plus the money exchanged for these items to establish a charity fund to compensate those who were once harmed by Burman or their relatives. If there is any surplus, then, then help the homeless children."

The half-giant bishop wearing a top hat and windbreaker was silent for a few more seconds:

"The bounty for the 'Devil Warlock' is 600,000 Felkins, and these things also have high value. Adding them all together, it might be close to 1 million Felkins. For anyone, this is a huge amount of wealth that cannot be ignored, enough for you to never have to adventure again.

"Are you sure you want to donate it to us to establish a charity fund?"

Lumian didn't answer the half-giant bishop's question directly, just repeated the words just now:

"This is Burman's confession."

"Alright, since you trust our church, we will do as you wish." That half-giant bishop said, "My name is Tais. Remember my name and come to supervise the progress of the charity fund at any time."

Lumian looked toward the Fool's holy emblem in the confessional, pressed his hand to his chest, bowed slightly, and said:

"Praise the Fool!"

He then closed his eyes and prayed:

"Great Lord, please punish the sins committed by the world and watch over our compensation behavior.

"This is not atonement, this is self-punishment..."

Lumian confessed seriously for a while, then straightened his body, opened his eyes, and turned toward the door.

"What is the name of that charity fund?" The half-giant bishop asked hurriedly.

Lumian exhaled and said:

"Helen, Helen Charity Fund."

"Do you need to tell the authorities who killed Burman?" The half-giant bishop asked carefully.

"No need, but don't deliberately help me cover up the clues." Lumian didn't look back, put on the golden straw hat, walked out of the confessional, and left the Fool's church.

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At night, Lumian came to the bar named "Pelican" next to the Sun Plaza again.

Bartner Conte was sitting at the bar as usual, drinking "Ginsom" sugar liquor, with a cute-looking female adventurer dressed as an adventurer beside him.

Lumian walked over, sat between Bartner and the other drinkers, and snapped his fingers at the bartender with a smile:

"A glass of 'Ginsom'."

Bartner turned his head and glanced at him:

"You're in a good mood."

"Yes." Lumian took the golden sugar liquor from the bartender, tapped the table with the bottom of the cup, and then he stood up, raised the cup and said, "Everyone, I encountered two things worth being happy about today."

He said in an enthusiastic tone full of joy:

"The first is that I completed a commission worth over 100,000 Felkins!"

"Impossible..." Bartner and the female adventurer beside him said in unison.

This was higher than the bounty of the "Black Earl," how could it be completed in one day?

Moreover, Bartner knew very well that Louis Berry's employer Fidel was already dead, so where did he take a new commission?

Lumian continued to use an enthusiastic tone:

"To celebrate this, I'll treat everyone at the bar to a glass of 'Ginsom'!"

Nearly ten adventurers and drinkers made sounds of admiration, one of whom shouted loudly:

"Regardless of what the facts are, I believe you!"

Others echoed one after another.

Lumian then showed a more obvious smile:

"The second thing worth being happy about is that I made up a lie and cheated a group of fools!"

Suddenly, the expressions of everyone at the bar froze.

Lumian glanced at them and continued:

"But the treat is true!"

Those adventurers and drinkers booed and said that if they could drink a glass of wine for free, it didn't matter if they were fools.

Thus, Lumian really spent 96 Ricks, which was 4.8 Felkins, to treat the twelve people at the bar to a glass of "Ginsom" each.

Watching Louis Berry like this, Bartner muttered silently:

"He's really happy..."

…………

Late at night, "Flying Bird," Room 5 of the first-class cabin.

Lumian returned to the master bedroom that was barely habitable again, lit the kerosene lamp, and took out the dark soft-shell notebook and fake treasure map obtained from the "Devil Warlock" Burman from the "Traveler's Bag."

PS: Thanks to Zuri Zhuri Yiran for the Silver Alliance donation again, and it matches the title quite well.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 533 =====