Chapter 540: Historical Origins

Bang, bang, bang!

Even through the glass window, Lu Mi could hear the sound of longswords clashing between the two young men outside.

He couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

They actually started fighting?

Although the custom of dueling is prevalent in Trier, it is rare for people to just draw weapons and start fighting on the spot. If there is a real conflict and they want to duel on the spot, they still follow the entire procedure—first determining whether it will be a cold weapon duel or a revolver shootout, then signing a contract, then finding a witness recognized by both parties, and finally borrowing guns or swords from the front desk of a cafe or the bar counter. Only such a duel is a legal duel and will not be stopped or arrested by the police.

Situations like this, where people start brandishing longswords at the slightest disagreement, are either a precursor to a riot or a vendetta between gangs. Real brawls rarely involve such lethal cold weapons.

Is the public security in Sangtagang, or rather the Fusa Kingdom, this poor? This was what surprised Lu Mi.

From the moment he got off the "Flying Bird" until he reached the Soluo Hotel, he noticed that the people of Sangtagang were very fond of wearing swords and knives, making him feel as if he had entered the environment described in classical novels.

This is actually legal!

In maritime colonies like Falingang, no one openly carries these things; even hanging a short knife requires concealment.

Of course, for him, this is actually a good thing.

He watched the two young men fighting to the death through the window with great interest, occasionally commenting on their fighting techniques in his heart.

Just then, a team of people trotted over from the other end of the street.

Lu Mian was able to master the secrets of many families in Cordu Village at the beginning, one of the keys was to tease children to talk, take them to play games, and then they would "share" many things in the family from their own perspective and their own understanding.

After listening to the children's discussion for a while and calculating the time, Lu Mian pressed his golden straw hat and walked straight toward the gate of the "Sea Viceroy's" mansion.

Lu Jianuo was stunned and followed quickly.

There were two "guards" wearing brown-green tops and trousers at the door of this building that looked like a church and a place of sacrifice, and they were holding a rifle each, looking at Lu Mian.

"Stop!" The "guards" shouted loudly.

Lu Mian continued to move forward by himself and said in Intis language as if nothing had happened:

"I don't understand what you are saying."

With a swish, the two "guards" raised the rifles in their hands and aimed at the outsider wearing a golden straw hat.

Lu Jianuo translated in a panic:

"They won't let you in."

Lu Mian ignored his guide, didn't speed up, but didn't slow down either, approaching the building with white bottom and gray bricks.

A trace of coldness flashed in the light blue eyes of the two "guards," and their fingers pressed the trigger.

Just then, the outsider wearing a golden straw hat in their eyes disappeared.

Disappeared into the shadow cast by the sun on the mansion of the viceroy.

The next second, behind them, Lu Mian's figure grew out of a shadow in the foyer and continued to walk forward.

This was as if the distance in the middle had been erased.

The senses of the two "guards" were quite sharp, and they turned their bodies quickly, looking behind them, but at this time, Lu Mian had already fully entered the building and left the foyer.

Lu Jianuo stood stupidly outside, not knowing whether to take the risk to follow and act as a translator, or to ensure his own safety first.

After passing through the foyer, Lu Mian suddenly found that the space ahead became deep. The dome, which was only ten meters high, gave people a feeling that it could never be reached. There were all kinds of reliefs on the water-blue walls around. They were not statues with religious elements like common angels and saints, but things in the sea, including starfish, corals, and many fish, lobsters, and crabs.

Almost at the same time, Lu Mian felt that these reliefs had come to life, casting dangerous gazes at himself.

No, they didn't come to life; it was this building that seemed to have come to life, instinctively rejecting the intruder who hadn't been allowed, and applying layers of pressure.

Lu Mian's footsteps became heavy, as if he were carrying hundreds of kilograms of grain.

Within his field of vision, the old grandmother of the Paco family, Marta, was kneeling on the ground with her legs together, while Rubio Paco stood slightly further away. The two maids were also kneeling, but their backs were turned, facing the foyer, as if they didn't dare to look at a certain big figure.

On the "carpet" that looked like it was made of fish skin, a young man was lying on his back, supporting his upper body with his elbows, quietly looking at Marta, who was kneeling diagonally.

There were four beautiful women on that "carpet." They all wore flamboyant long skirts. One was kneeling behind the young man, acting as his backrest, one was slowly peeling the late-ripening grapes, and the crystal-clear fruit flesh was brought to the young man's mouth. The other two were holding trays with drinks, food, and towels, each standing on one side, their bellies obviously protruding, and the maternal brilliance was moving.

Seeing Lu Mian break in, the young man seemed a bit panicked. He sat up completely and leaned into the arms of the woman behind him.

Rubio noticed the abnormality, turned his body, and saw the big adventurer Louis Berry he had hired.

His pupils dilated slightly, and he hurriedly said in Intis language:

"Why did you come in?"

Lu Mian stopped his footsteps and showed a smile:

"I am an adventurer with professional ethics. You have been inside for too long, and I am worried about accidents."

As he spoke, he felt that different places in this building seemed to have gazes cast over, with a dangerous meaning.

Rubio was silent for a moment and said:

"Don't worry, you go outside and wait for us to come out."

"Okay," Lu Mian laughed and turned his body, walking slowly toward the foyer.

He behaved as if those dangerous gazes didn't exist.

Returning to the foyer, he was greeted by the two "guards" and the rifles in their hands.

Lu Mian didn't even look at them and walked toward them.

The expressions of the two "guards" changed a few times, but in the end, they didn't fire, letting Lu Mian leave this mansion of the "Sea Viceroy."

Lu Jianuo breathed a sigh of relief quietly, feeling that he shouldn't be hunted down by the people of Milo Village.

Although he is a Beyonder, facing soldiers with guns, and not just one, he is still a bit afraid.

He glanced at Lu Mian and didn't dare to ask why his employer had to break in.

Lu Mian sat on the side of the coachman again, retracted both legs, one curled and one standing, used to rest his right arm.

Lu Jianuo glanced at him sideways, feeling a bit uneasy.

He is also a bounty hunter with quite a bit of experience and knows that such a task that looks ordinary and has no danger but makes Rubio willing to help his employer hide in Milo Village must have some problems.

Looking at the pedestrians with cold weapons on the street, Lu Jianuo's heart went up and down, always afraid that a few figures would suddenly jump out of the crowd and launch an indiscriminate attack on them.

The sun in Port Santa in October was still fierce, and the street that had just had a heavy rain at night had not completely dried. Lu Jianuo anxiously looked forward to arriving in Milo Village as soon as possible.

He subconsciously looked at his employer again and found that Lu Mian had closed his eyes at some point, pressed his straw hat low, and had a leisurely look, completely unable to see any tension.

Phew... such a strong person is here, there should be no problem... Lu Jianuo comforted himself silently.

The carriage went all the way north, out of Port Santa, and arrived at a village backed by the remaining section of the Daliezh mountains and facing the blue ocean.

The fishing boats here were going out to sea one after another, and sometimes you could hear loud singing and the calls of seabirds.

The buildings in Milo Village all had a sense of history. The brown, yellow, or beige outer walls were all built of stone bricks. The lower parts had all turned black, and the wooden components had been replaced, but weeds had grown.

On the side close to the mountain, there was a small church belonging to the "Mother of Earth," and facing the fishing village pier was the mansion of the "Sea Viceroy."

This was four stories high, white bottom with gray bricks, with a spire, a tower, and colored glass that was blue, looking more like a church and a place of sacrifice than a human residence.

Seeing that they finally arrived at their destination and nothing happened on the way, Lu Jianuo breathed a sigh of relief, jumped off the carriage, and saw two maids supporting old Madam Marta, walking step by step toward the building where the "Sea Viceroy" was, with Rubio Paco accompanying her.

Just then, Lu Jianuo heard his employer's voice:

"What kind of illness does that old lady have?"

Uh... Lu Jianuo looked at Lu Mian, who didn't know when he stood beside him wearing a golden straw hat, tapped his forehead lightly, and opened his "Spirit Vision."

He stared at the back of old Madam Marta for a few seconds and frowned after the other party completely entered the mansion of the "Sea Viceroy":

"The most obvious is excessive blood loss, and the vitality is thin..."

Lu Jianuo paused and made a summary hesitantly:

"Doesn't look like an illness, more like an injury."

ps: Asking for monthly tickets on the last day of 2023~ Regardless of whether there are accidents, there is an update for the first place on the annual list at 0:05 today~

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After the distance was close enough, the dim yellow candlelight in her hand shone inside, revealing a pile of pale skeletons piled up in the entrance area.

Pale green and black mold spots had already grown on them.

Seeing Fu Lan Ka raised the white candle in her hand and cast her gaze into the depths of the tomb chamber.

There were skeletons everywhere, piled up messily, occupying every inch of the ground. In the very center was a stone coffin, already tilted, spilling out a large amount of bones that were almost rotting.

"Doesn't look like there's any danger." Seeing Fu Lan Ka hesitated and said.

Only then did Jianna move closer and return her substitute mirror.

Seeing Fu Lan Ka looked for a while longer and said:

"Nothing valuable either."

Among the various grave goods, items like gemstones were already gone; they must have been lost when the catacombs were built and these ancient tomb chambers were opened. Other things had either weathered and rotted or were already shattered. Even the murals on the walls only had some traces left.

Jianna watched for a while and said uncertainly:

"What about the places pressed down by these bones?"

"Let me see." Seeing Fu Lan Ka approached a few more steps, letting invisible "spider silk" spread out, wrapping around the pile of pale skeletons at the entrance, and helping them move their positions.

Suddenly, an irregular mirror fragment that looked like it was painted with black pigment appeared in the firelight.

Jianna and Seeing Fu Lan Ka both narrowed their eyes.

That, that is very similar to the mirror world fragments they obtained in Trier of the Fourth Era!

"Was there a special 'Mirror Person' who died here?" Seeing Fu Lan Ka whispered to herself, "Did Chrismana's shadow appear here to tell us this? But why did she attack us?"

Jianna was equally confused. She thought for a moment and said:

"Why would a special 'Mirror Person' die here? Whose tomb chamber is this, or rather, which ancient family does it belong to?"

Seeing Fu Lan Ka stared for a moment, nodded solemnly and said:

"This might be what we need to investigate next."

Seeing nothing unusual, the two put away the mirror fragment and carefully searched the entire tomb chamber with the invisible spider silk of the "Witch of Pleasure," but found no items marking the identity of the tomb owner.

"Sigh, let's think of a way when we go back." Seeing Fu Lan Ka sighed and said, "Now let's go get the antique tear bottle for that employer."

(End of chapter)