Chapter 661: The Pitiful

Seeing Camus's expression, which looked like he was being forced to do something with a gun pointed at his head, Lu Mian didn't stand on ceremony at all and laughed in response:

"Alright."

He could guess with his feet that this must be the higher-ups of the Patrol Force, or even that General Queralir, who were worried about Louis Berry wandering around on their turf. Tizamo Town was also located near the primitive jungle and had a close relationship with a Sequence 5 "Apostle of Desires," so they had sent two Patrol Force members who had a certain friendship with Louis Berry to follow. Even if they couldn't prevent accidents, they could pass on information before an accident turned into a disaster.

As for why they didn't directly stop Louis Berry from going to Tizamo Town, firstly, when Lu Mian submitted Tevanaco's head, he had hinted at which force was behind him. Without principled contradictions, General Queralir shouldn't make things difficult for him. Secondly, Louis Berry's investigation and adventure, while seemingly bringing disaster, had exposed hidden dangers in advance. If the problems were left hidden and allowed to continue to evolve, in a year or two, with the strength of Matani State and General Queralir, they might not be able to handle it, and by then, blood would likely flow like a river.

Acting as the coachman was Colobo, who stared straight ahead, fumbling for a pair of sunglasses and placing them on the bridge of his nose.

No traces of injury could be seen on his body anymore.

While holding the open carriage door, Camus saw Louis Berry leading a little boy onto the carriage.

"He's going to Tizamo too?" Camus was somewhat surprised.

He knew that Louis Berry had brought his servant and godson to Port Pylos this time. He had originally thought this great adventurer would leave the two burdens at the Aurella Hotel and reunite with them after solving the Tizamo Town problem. Who would have thought that the other party would actually want to take such a young child to Tizamo Town together.

But this was clearly not for sightseeing; it was very dangerous!

Lu Mian stepped on the ground with his left foot and stopped his right foot on the edge of the carriage, saying with a smile:

"My godson is very interested in jungle fruits, unique hunted beasts, and various spices."

When the three Tizamo people introduced their hometown specialties earlier, they all mentioned that the roasted meat was excellent—the mix of various spices and the unique meat texture of certain beasts in the jungle brought about food with a distinct Tizamo Town flavor.

As if cooperating with Lu Mian, Ludwig, who had already sat in the carriage, swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Is he really not afraid of his godson encountering danger? So confident in himself? Camus didn't ask further and signaled Lugano with his eyes to get on quickly.

Lugano glanced at the strange coachman who seemed to be trembling and wearing black sunglasses, stepped onto the carriage in one go, and sat opposite Lu Mian and Ludwig.

Camus closed the carriage door, walked around to sit beside Colobo, and sighed, saying:

"You can take off your sunglasses. It's really hard on you."

"D-d-d-d." Colobo seemed to be eroded by an extremely cold current, his teeth clattering constantly, and his whole body shook even more violently.

Camus turned his head and looked at him in astonishment:

"Haven't you traded face-to-face with Louis Berry before? Why are you still so afraid?"

And he didn't even see him directly!

"D-d-d-d." Colobo took off his sunglasses and it took him more than ten seconds to calm down.

He lowered his voice and said with a face full of fear:

"I feel like my fingers were eaten, my arms were eaten, my internal organs were eaten, my head was eaten...

"That, that..."

"That what?" Camus didn't quite understand why the "monster" would have this feeling different from the past, but he knew the problem might not be small.

Colobo swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said:

"That, that little child is also, also very dangerous!

"I, I didn't see him, but I always have the feeling that I'm walking in front of a lion, a tiger, a giant python, and could be eaten at any time."

"..." Camus first froze, then made a "hiss" sound.

Up to now, there were only three people who made Colobo dare not look directly and have a strong sense of danger: one was Tevanaco, an "Apostle of Desires" with the power of a "Wraith," and one was Louis Berry, who could hunt Tevanaco. Could that little boy actually be on par with them?

Is he, is he also a Beyonder, and has reached Sequence 5?

No, it's not just a question of Sequence 5. Our Patrol Force captain is also Sequence 5, but Colobo has never said he couldn't look directly at him or that he would have a premonition of danger.

There must be something special about these three people!

But no matter what, that little boy is definitely very special and very dangerous!

No wonder Louis Berry was not worried at all about taking his godson to Tizamo Town; his godson might be even more dangerous than him... Camus understood the doubt just now, controlled his curiosity, and didn't ask Colobo about it in detail.

Even in the same four-wheeled, four-seater carriage, even with the carriage wall blocking, it was difficult for their low-voiced conversation to escape Louis Berry's ears!

—Combining the intelligence transmitted from the Fog Sea, Camus reasonably suspected that Louis Berry was a Sequence 5 of the "Hunter" pathway, and Beyonders of this pathway were all known for their excellent vision, keen sense of smell, and excellent hearing.

"Beyonders of the 'Monster' pathway are quite interesting. Even without seeing Ludwig or hearing his voice, he could perceive that he is a terrifying guy who eats everything..." Lu Mian, leaning against the carriage wall, played with his golden straw hat and glanced at Ludwig with a smile.

This "little kid" wouldn't have really developed an appetite for Colobo and Camus just now, would he?

Also, these are two Beyonders who haven't suffered severe pollution. The possibility of Ludwig briefly drooling and then controlling himself is not low... Heh, Camus didn't notice anything, but Colobo reacted instantly and developed a feeling of fear? Lu Mian nodded at Ludwig:

"Well done, your self-control is worth praising."

If a child does the right thing, one cannot be stingy with praise, so that he will develop good, healthy mentalities and habits!

Ludwig didn't respond at all, with an expression of "don't educate me like a child."

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he took out a box of biscuits from that red hard-shell schoolbag and started eating them with a crunch.

What self-control... what well done... Lugano opposite him looked bewildered.

Tizamo is the most remote town in Port Pylos, almost on the edge of the primitive jungle, and it takes a full two hours to arrive by carriage.

Of course, if one wants to arrive earlier, one can take a steam train from the port to Kache Town in the far south, and then hire a carriage or coffin to head northeast, and it would only take an hour in total to reach Tizamo Town, but Lu Mian was not in a hurry.

After leaving Port Pylos, the road gradually narrowed and the road conditions began to deteriorate, but the carriage still drove very steadily—Colobo, this coachman, was like a precision machine, controlling the horses and the vehicle without obvious errors.

An hour passed quickly, and the carriage began to drive around a patch of woods.

Suddenly, Lu Mian, who was pretending to sleep to conserve energy, opened his eyes.

His body suddenly turned black and ethereal, merging with the shadows brought by the window.

"Shadow Transformation"!

The next second, the sound of gunfire rang out from deep in the woods.

Bullets came from afar, some hitting the ground and splashing mud, some shooting at Camus, some shooting at the carriage position, and some shooting at the horse.

Amidst the screaming, the horse bled and fell to the side, dragging the carriage over to the ground as well.

Colobo had already rolled away from the coachman's position and didn't suffer any gunshot wounds. Camus jumped off the carriage in advance, arched his back, drew his pistol, and approached the depths of the woods, sometimes rolling, sometimes moving in a serpentine manner.

During this process, he raised his right hand and fired, trying to suppress the attackers—at this distance, many of his abilities could not be used.

Several crimson, near-white fireballs flew over Camus and into the depths of the woods.

Boom!

Amidst the explosion that sounded like artillery fire, the gunfire stopped abruptly.

Not long after, a burst of cursing in Dutan language came from deep in the woods:

"Go to hell, you bunch of Northern Continent robbers!

"Take your dog sons and go to hell together!

"If you're a man, come and chase us!

"..."

These curses gradually moved further away and disappeared into the depths of the woods.

Lu Mian walked out from the shadow of the carriage and didn't chase.

"It's the rebel army! How did they run to Matani State..." Camus frowned and muttered to himself in confusion.

In the Southern Continent, there are many rebel armies, and he didn't know which force this belonged to or what their demands were. But usually, because Matani State nominally declared independence from the Republic of Intis and was an area ruled by the local Southern Continent person General Queralir, those rebel armies rarely came here. After all, their superficial demands were all to expel the colonists.

Could it be one of the rebel armies that worships the "God of Death," wanting to restore the "God of Death" faith in Matani State? I hope it's not those rebel armies backed by the "Rose School of Thought." No, those lunatics... Camus walked back to the carriage in shock and suspicion.

Lu Mian, however, was thinking about another problem:

Although he was already Sequence 5, he felt that life was still very fragile.

The kind that would be killed by a cold shot!

That group of rebels just now, if there were members with precise marksmanship, and they happened to be sniping from a distance of more than a hundred meters outside his observation range, it would really be possible to kill him.

After all, "Reapers" are not like "Devils" whose bodies are like armor. Even without the ability to sense malice, being hit in a vital spot by a rifle would at most cause some injury, and they lack the long-distance danger premonition of pathways like "Seer," unable to dodge in advance.

Of course, thanks to the traits of a "Monk," Lu Mian's spiritual perception ability was still relatively strong, and he had received revelations in advance just now, having a premonition.

But if the enemy was not just an ordinary rebel army and could effectively affect this spiritual perception, then ordinary rifles could indeed cause harm to Lu Mian.

Hmm, "Shadow Transformation" can be used to block bullets. Bullets without special effects cannot truly harm shadow creatures... Lu Mian withdrew his thoughts and said to Lugano, who had just crawled out of the carriage:

"Go and check on that horse."

If it's not dead, hurry up and heal it, and let it pull the carriage again. If it's dead, let Ludwig drive the horse's corpse to pull the carriage.

—Ludwig had obtained the ability to drive several low-level undead creatures from the beverage made from "Siso's" eyeball.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 662 =====