"I'm sorry, I didn't know it would be like this." Ryan apologized politely to Lumian.

Lumian said with a "hehe" smile:

"Is this worth another glass of Green Fairy?"

Without waiting for Ryan to answer, he changed the topic:

"Strangers, what are you doing in Kordu? Purchasing wool and leather?"

Many residents of Kordu make a living by herding sheep.

Ryan breathed a sigh of relief silently, seized this opportunity and said:

"We came to visit the parish priest of the Eternal Sun Church in your village, Guillaume Benet, but he is neither at home nor in the church."

"It doesn't matter which church it belongs to, there is only one church in Cordu." Pierre, who had drunk Lane's free absinthe, kindly reminded him.

The other locals around the bar were drinking their own drinks, and no one answered Ryan's question. It seemed that the name represented some kind of taboo or authority and could not be discussed casually.

Lumian took a sip of wine, thought for a few seconds and said:

"I can probably guess where the parish priest is. Do you need me to take you there?"

"Then I'll trouble you." Liya said without politeness.

Ryan nodded:

"Wait until you finish this drink."

"Okay." Lumian picked up the wine glass and drank the light green liquid.

He put the cup down and stood up:

"Let's go."

"Thank you so much." Ryan asked Valentine and Liya to stand up while greeting Lumian.

A smile appeared on Lumian's face:

"It doesn't matter. After you listened to my story and I drank your wine, we are all friends, right?"

"Yes." Ryan nodded slightly.

The smile on Lumian's face became brighter and he stretched out his arms as if to give the other party a hug.

At the same time, he said enthusiastically:

"Nice to meet you, my cabbages."

Ryan, who was ready to receive a hug, froze:

"cabbage?"

His expression was confused and embarrassed.

The same goes for Valentine and Liya.

"This is our nickname for our friends. Everyone in the Liège area knows it. It has been like this for hundreds of years." Lumian explained innocently, "Believe me, my cabbages."

Liya couldn't help but look around, making a tinkling sound.

Pierre and others nodded one after another, indicating that Lumian did not lie this time, but the smiles on their faces seemed to say that they were happy to see that outsiders could not bear such affectionate addresses.

Lumian touched his chin:

"Don't like it?

"Then I'll change it to something else, which is also used to call friends.

"My rabbits, my chickens, my ducks, my little lambs, which one do you like?"

Ryan's expression became stiffer and Valentine frowned.

Liya replied angrily and funny:

"Let's stick with cabbage. At least it sounds normal."

Phew, Ryan breathed out quietly, pressed Valentine's elbow, nodded slightly and said:

"It sounds like they are all precious things in the family."

Without waiting for Lumian to respond, he turned sideways and said to the bartender:

"Pay the bill."

"2 Firkin." The bartender glanced at the glasses on the bar.

When Ryan paid the bill, Liya changed the subject:

"The name Lumian is very rare."

"At least it's better than Pierre and Guillaume." Lumian smiled, "If you call Pierre here, at least one-third of the people will respond to you. If you call Guillaume again,

Another third of the people responded to you, and this one..."

He pointed at the thin middle-aged man who was drinking free wine:

"His full name is Pierre Guillaume."

Liya smiled in response, and finally got rid of the topic of cabbage.

Before leaving the tavern, Lumian looked back and glanced around.

"What's wrong?" Liya asked curiously.

Lumian replied thoughtfully:

"Not only are you three foreigners coming to the tavern today, but one also came here before, but I don't know when he left."

"What does it look like?" Ryan looked serious.

Lumian thought about it:

"A lady, very elegant. She looks like she comes from a big city. I can't tell you what she looks like. How about I draw it for you?"

"Can you draw?" Liya asked warily, already understanding Lumian's nature.

Lumian laughed:

"Won't."

"Then let's go find the priest first." Ryan stopped the topic.

There were no street lights at night in Kordu Village, but it was not completely dark. The twinkling stars in the sky brought a quiet glow, and the yellowish light from some windows on both sides of the road made the group of four people walk smoothly.

Not long after, they arrived at the "Eternal Sun" church located next to the village square.

On a dark night, the most magnificent building in this village seems to blend into the night, slightly hazy.

"We have been here before, and there was no one." Valentine, who had been silent all the time, frowned and said.

Lumian smiled and said:

"Just because there's no one at the front door doesn't mean there's no one elsewhere."

As he spoke, he led Ryan and the three of them around the front of the church to an area near the cemetery.

There is a dark brown wooden door here.

Before Ryan could knock on the door, Lumian reached over and fiddled with the keyhole a few times.

With a creak, he opened the side door.

"Isn't this very polite?" Ryan frowned.

Liya nodded:

"We are here to visit the priest, not to deal with him."

"Okay." Lumian is very accepting of other people's correct opinions.

He closed the wooden door and knocked lightly.

"Hey, is anyone there? If you don't answer, I'll come in." His voice was very low, as if he was talking to himself at night.

There was a moment of silence in the church.

The next second, Lumian opened the door again and pointed inside:

"go in."

Ryan originally wanted to refuse, but looked at the deep darkness behind the door, pondered for a few seconds, and looked at each other with his companion.

"Okay." He took a step forward, slowly but firmly.

Liya and Valentine followed closely behind.

At this time, Liya's two boots and the four small silver bells tied on both sides of the veil made no sound.

In the dim and gloomy environment, the four people moved forward.

Suddenly, Ryan stopped and said in a lowered voice:

"There seems to be some noise?"
To be continued...