Ring of Fate

Chapter 794 Arrest
After dinner, Franca and Janna returned to Apartment 9, 702 Orosei Street.

"Finally succeeded." Franka raised her hands and stretched. "Should I find the 'Mirror Person', Paliya, first and then report to the 'Black Witch', or should I tell the 'Black Witch' tomorrow morning that I have become the 'Witch of Pain'? She said that once I am promoted to 'Pain', she will tell me some secrets of the Witch Cult."

As for the latter, Franka wanted to know, but was also a little afraid to know. At the same time, she felt that she was digesting the "Joy" potion much faster than expected, which might arouse the suspicion of the "Black Witch", and she did not want to report anything related to the "Admiral of the Deep Sea".

That involves the secret of the time travel of the "Curly-haired Baboon Research Society"!
So far, Franka and Lumian have only mentioned the matter of the "Admiral of the Deep Sea" being a suspected elf to their respective Major Arcana cards, and have not received a response yet.

Jana thought for a moment and said:
"I think even if you don't go find the 'Black Witch' tomorrow, you have to do this soon. The sooner you understand the secrets of the Witch Cult, the more it will help us plan and arrange our future actions and avoid possible hidden dangers."

She probably understood Franca's concerns and said with a smile:

"Just tell the Black Witch that Lumian has become a Reaper and that he helped you digest the Pleasure potion."

"Uh..." Franca was stunned for a moment, "These are all true, but the meaning expressed doesn't seem right..."

"This is the misunderstanding that is needed." Janna responded with a faint smile.

She then looked out the window at the night scene:
"It should be enough for you and Anthony to find Palija. I want to go to Leuser Port to meet Julian in the next few days. We haven't seen each other for almost two months, and I want to test his attitude to see if he must go back to Trier."

"Okay." Franca understood Janna's concerns.

Janna nodded and said:

"Then I'll go home tonight and pack some things for him. I'll try to leave tomorrow morning so I can go earlier and come back earlier."

There were so many steam trains and inland vessels going to Port Leuser that she didn't have to worry about not being able to buy a ticket on site.

After chatting for a while, Jenna packed her luggage, carried the suitcase, and left the apartment.

- She did not follow Julian's instructions to move out of the rented house on Pasteur Street during his exchange study in Port Leuser to save money. She would go back and stay for a few days from time to time, as if she had never left there.

Watching Janna leave, Franca suddenly felt disappointed and muttered:

"I wanted to celebrate tonight..."

She walked slowly back to her bedroom and saw that some of Janna's clothes and belongings that were originally placed there had just been taken away.

Looking at the bedroom which had become cleaner and fresher, Franca suddenly seemed to understand something.

She was silent for a moment.

She felt as if her "pain" potion had been digested somewhat.

…………

Woo, bang, bang, bang.

A beige steam train painted with brass patterns ran on the track, heading towards Azshara, the capital of Renburg, located between the mountains.

Lumian sat in the second-class carriage, looking around leisurely.

He did not have the coordinates of Azshara, and was too lazy to summon a messenger again, so he chose to "teleport" back to Reston Province, took a steam train to the border, and then crossed the mountains and smuggled over.

Relying on the pre-exchanged legal tender of Lumburg, Sassen Gold, and his familiarity with black market merchants and brokers, Lumian easily obtained a new identity and bought a ticket to Azshara.

Lundburg is a small to medium-sized country, not too big, and he will be able to reach his destination before evening today.

As he scanned the area, Lumian discovered that the people of Lemburg liked light-colored clothing and brass accessories. They all held a book in their hands and quietly flipped through the pages while the train was moving. Occasionally, when they talked, they would be careful to control their volume.

When the train stops at a station along the way and encounters an elderly person or someone dressed like a scholar, the passengers will be very enthusiastic to help and show their heartfelt respect.

“As expected, it’s the kingdom of the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom.” Lumian sighed silently.

Lundberg is a country with a single faith and no royal family. The Church of Knowledge has very strong control over the country and influence on the people.

Perhaps noticing his gaze, the young man sitting next to him holding a book turned his head to glance at the "Lenberg Travel Guide" in his hand and laughed softly:

“Are you a foreigner?”

He asked again in Renburg language, then switched to Plateau language, Loen language, Intis language, and Feysac language.

Lumian was a little surprised:
As an ordinary Lemborgian sitting in the second-class carriage, how could he know the languages ​​of so many countries?

Moreover, he felt that the other party was showing off a bit.

"Yes, I am from Intis, and I understand Lemburgish." Lumian responded cooperatively, "What's your name? You actually know the languages ​​of all the countries in the Northern Continent."

The young man pushed down his light-rimmed glasses and said with a smile:

"My name is Saliente, a small employee in a company.

"In fact, once you learn one of the languages ​​of the countries in the Northern Continent, it will be easy to learn the others. If you start by mastering the ancient Feysac language, it will be even easier. We, the people of Renburg, have been learning the ancient Feysac language since compulsory education."

There was a hint of complacency in Salient's tone, as if he looked down on the fact that other countries still had such a large illiterate population and so many people who did not understand foreign languages.

That's the theory, otherwise I wouldn't have mastered the Highland language so quickly. In comparison, my Dutan language is just barely passable...Lumian didn't care about Salient's hidden arrogance.

The Lemburgers he had come into contact with this morning all had similar problems to a greater or lesser extent.

Lumian controlled the volume and said with a smile:

"You are so civilized. You respect the elderly and scholars very much. Moreover, when you are on the train, you don't chat or have fun. You spend most of your time reading."

Salient smiled reservedly and said:
"In the hearts of us in Lemburg, knowledge is the most precious thing, and scholars are those who have mastered more knowledge. The elderly have also accumulated a lot of experiential knowledge throughout their lives."

At this point, Saliente laughed at himself:
"Reading is a habit we develop from childhood, and it is also a reality. You may not know that our lives are full of exams and assessments. This is the case in school, in the company, and even in church. We have to do theology-related questions during the mass to show our piety and respect for the gods and knowledge."

Lumian suddenly felt that this didn't seem like a good thing.

No wonder Ludwig refused to return to the Church of Knowledge...

However, Aurore should like this place. She herself won't come to live here, but she definitely wants to send me here to study...

Noticing that the foreigner sitting next to him fell silent, Saliente sighed and said:

"So I didn't stay in Azshara after graduation. The pressure there was horrible. There were professional qualification exams, annual professional competency reviews, monthly company assessments, job training exams, and so on and so forth."

Lumian hissed inwardly when he heard this:
Is this the daily life of the people of Renburg, especially the people of Azshara?

Ludwig is not smart enough and his description is not clear. I thought it was just that the students were suffering...

Fortunately, it was Aurore who took me in, not some Renburg man...

Talking about this matter, Saliente was aroused by a strong sense of melancholy, which gave him a sense of urgency. He lowered his head and continued to read the book in his hand.

Judging from the time, Lumian judged that the capital of Lunburg, Azshara, was not far away, and turned to think about the problem of the "Exiled City" Morora.

He thought about it for a moment and asked Saliente beside him:
"Have you ever heard of a city called Morola?"

Salient thought carefully for a while and said:

"No, neither in reality nor in legends."

Lumian hummed, and turned his gaze back to the mottled mountains that were rapidly receding outside the window, as if what he had just said was just a casual chat.

"I haven't found the 'magician' lady yet, so I shouldn't be able to find her either, unless I can kidnap a demigod from the Church of Knowledge...

"Since the Church of Knowledge has placed the other two parts of the 'Abscessed Hand' in Morola, can I rely on the induction between the various parts of the 'Abscessed Hand' to find that city?

“The Church of Knowledge expects and allows me to go to Morola. One could even say they are looking forward to my coming. Will they give me some direct hints?

"..."

As he thought about it, Lumian gradually became more confident.

The sky began to darken, and the steam train stopped at the platform paved with gray-white stone slabs.

Lumian carried a small empty suitcase and chatted with Saliente as they walked outside through the station decorated with book sculptures and brass patterns.

The wind whistled between the mountains, bringing coolness and freshness.

As they approached the entrance of the Azshara Steam Train Station, Lumian saw several clergymen from the Church of Knowledge wearing plain white robes inlaid with brass threads blocking the entrance, holding documents in their hands and checking each passenger leaving the station one by one.

"What is this for?" Lumian asked.

Saliente took a look and replied indifferently:

"The daily outbound inspections are done by church personnel and government personnel in turns."

"I thought they were randomly stopping passers-by and asking them to take tests to assess their knowledge level." Lumian joked.

Saliente suddenly turned his head to look at him, his eyes full of fear, as if saying:

"Are you a demon? Even the bishops of the church can't think of such a thing!"

Lumian shrugged his shoulders, walked to the exit first, and accepted the inspection of the clergy of the Church of Knowledge.

The old man in the lead looked him up and down, then looked at the information in his hand, and suddenly winked at the other clergymen.

Lumian was quickly surrounded by these clergymen, all of whom were ready to take action.

The leading elder looked at him and said in a deep voice:

“Found a wanted criminal.

"take away!"

Uh...Lumian raised an eyebrow.

After a lot of thoughts, he gave up resisting, stretched out his hands, and allowed the clergy of the Church of Knowledge to handcuff his wrists with a pair of silver-white handcuffs.

(End of this chapter)