Lord of the Mysteries: Yao Guang

Esther walked into this small guest room with only beds, hanging clothes racks and raised wooden tabletops, but she smiled. This is very similar to a low-cost apartment she rented in the East District before, making the use of the small space To the extreme, save as much as you can.

"Then you will live here. Sorry, the place is so big...Anyway, if you have anything to do, come up and find us."

Esther nodded again and expressed her gratitude to the young apprentice sailor David. He smiled happily and turned away to report to the captain.

They finally settled down. Fortunately, they didn't become suspicious. Is this also a part of good luck?

Esther breathed a sigh of relief, she would have to find an excuse to investigate the source of that strange smell later, the thing that conveyed her disgusting perception must not be a good thing.

It's such a hassle not being able to talk!

After complaining in her heart, Esther once again spurned Amon with the national curse.

He knew that stealing my thoughts would directly awaken "Zoya", which is not difficult to guess.But isn't he able to parasitize, why not parasitize me?Worried about being turned back by "Zoya"?
Esther thought about these questions, put the wooden board down from the wall, and fumbled to organize the things in her satchel.

Except for the maracas that are still useless, the harmonica that cannot be used for the time being, and the wind chimes that have been basically disassembled into iron sheets, wires and thin wires, there are about thirty gold pounds in cash, a few bandages and the last tube Hemostatic powder, a vial of essential oils used in ritual offerings or invocations to the Fool.

The silver holy emblem of the night is still there, but it has no real use for Esther.The notebook she used to organize the materials is still there, but the pen has disappeared.

Esther's cloak has become quite tattered, and it is basically impossible to ask for it.The rock that sparks sparks is still there, but considering that it came from that weird island, Esther decided to find a time to let it sink into the sea.

Esther swung the maraca twice. Since there was no usable weapon at hand, this thing became the most lethal, and I don't know what it was made of.

She is still holding grudges and was smashed on the head by it.

However, she still kept the most important thing, the thin snake that radiated conspicuous light in her perception. Esther suspected that it was some extraordinary material, but it didn't emit any special smell.

At that time, Esther used it to activate the "fate" pathway ability in the blood, creating a circulation belt that separated from the outside world for a few minutes, and then trapped the other Amon clones inside the island.

Because she didn't know how to use it, Esther could only put away the emerald little snake as a means of protection, rolled it into a roll and stuffed it into the wooden box where the wind chime was placed before.

This thing was too important to her when all the light was lost.

It would be great if it could be converted directly into points of light.Esther couldn't help but think this way, but this snake is a dead thing, and now she can barely absorb the fate of a living thing.

Putting the things back into the satchel, and snapping the wooden board that was used as a tabletop back to the wall, Esther sat on the edge of the bed, leaning against the shaking ship.

She relaxed her perception of the outside world, letting those fragmented and overlapping phantoms sink into the darkness. Esther imagined the sound of the steam engine running, the waves and wind rushing non-stop, curled up her body, and put her forehead on her knees.

Finally able to stay away from the island that made her despair, Esther sighed heavily, feeling that her heart was clearing up.Although it's not the time to be happy, there are still things that are not safe on this ship, but she can't restrain the joy that makes the corners of her mouth turn up.

Finally free.

It feels so good not to be at the mercy of others.

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Time is very blurry for the cabin without clocks and windows, but Esther has no such troubles, she has always had a precise sense of time.

Thinking about it now, this should have nothing to do with the ability of "Zoya".

Outside the Blue Gull, the sky was getting dark, and the vast starry sky lifted the corners of the skirt to make an elegant appearance, and the crimson moonlight stretched out, covering everything.

This is a very early full moon, and it is not yet at its brightest moment.

"Boom!" Someone knocked hard on the door.

Esther regained consciousness when someone approached, but it took a few seconds to concentrate, so that those intertwined color blocks and lines reappeared in the "sight".

After someone knocked on the door, she got up and went to open the door. Even before opening the door, she could already sense who the person outside was. What Esther didn't expect was that the man called "Old Jack" by the captain The head chef actually came to deliver dinner to her in person.

"Dinner for one person. There's nothing good about this little wreck. You put the table down."

Esther put down the table first before taking the tray from the head chef, on which were still hot grilled fish with onions, rye bread slices, cabbage soup, and a small slice of orange.

"Hmm." She bowed down to the head chef gratefully, but then gestured again, put the rye bread slices and oranges aside, and handed the rest back to the head chef.

She would have liked to eat it, but she couldn't, Esther was deeply sorry, and she didn't want to take back the chef's offer in this way.

Of course, the head chef also misunderstood. He waved his callused palm impatiently: "You gave me the money! It doesn't matter for such a small amount."

Esther shook her head again and again, the head chef saw that her face was full of pleading, and misunderstood further: "Do you have no appetite? That's right, after all this kind of thing... If you are hungry, find a boy to go Kitchen errands! Don't be polite to those frizzy kids."

Esther nodded with a smile. Although the head chef's understanding had a lot of deviations, since she couldn't speak, she couldn't even explain anything, so she could only let the other party misunderstand.

The head chef looked at Esther again, and said in a low voice: "Don't be too sad, since you can barely see things, I'll recommend you an old friend's restaurant in Pritz Harbor, at least for a while. Food and clothing are no problem."

Esther was stunned for a moment, feeling grateful, raised her skirt again to salute, and nodded to the head chef with a smile: "Hmm."

The head chef left with the food on the tray with a sigh, and Esther closed the door.

The head chef is very enthusiastic about her, and Esther does not feel any malice from him, but can keenly capture the emotions of regret and reminiscence, and can only guess whether he has had some sad experiences.

She emptied the small box containing the wind chime, stuffed the iron pieces of the wind chime into the interlayer of the satchel, then broke the slice of bread into several pieces, and hid them in the box together with the orange slices.

However, if there are two more meals, there will be nowhere to hide them. Such a move is easy to expose, and it would be a pity to throw them away.

Esther had to admit that she even salivated at the smell of hot grilled fish just now.

-

late at night.

Esther, who had been lying back on the bed to relax, suddenly sat up, the sweet and nauseating smell was getting stronger, her mind moved, and the silver half-face mask emerged.

After thinking about it for a while, Esther made up her mind to investigate this matter thoroughly.

This is not entirely because of the so-called kindness or destiny guidance, the most important thing is that she doesn't know how to sail at all!
If something happens to the people on this ship, she really can only drift back to the shore by luck. In the sea full of possibilities, Esther has not yet had such strong confidence in her good luck.

What's more, she also got help from the captain and the chef. If they were in danger, Esther would certainly not stand idly by.

Esther concealed the wooden door of this room. In order to make it easier to confirm the orientation of this room, she coated a piece of wire with essential oils containing spiritual materials, so that it could present a more vivid color in her perception , and then clamp the wire on the bottom edge of the door frame as a mark.

In this way, the wooden door that is not completely closed will not be easily loosened. As long as Esther leaves the color exposed under the door, she can easily find her room without being at a loss because she cannot see the room number outside the door.

When she walked towards the stairs, she also counted the approximate number of the room. With such double insurance, the probability of going to the wrong door is very small.

Esther walked down the stairs to the lower level.

There is no light in the dim corridor, but her "sight" does not need candles to provide lighting. She walks slowly along the steps to the end. There are only a few closed storage rooms, and the door handles are all locked. I don’t know. What's in it.

The sweet and bloody smell she could smell was getting stronger and stronger, which made Esther's stomach twitch uncomfortably again, but instead she quickened her pace and continued walking along this corridor.

Her tracking stopped in a relatively small room. She saw two empty wooden barrels piled up at the door and a long mop lying on the ground, which should be a utility room.

The wooden door of this room was also tightly closed, and Esther couldn't hear the knocking sound coming from the door, but she could feel some kind of weak and struggling scream, as if someone was calling for help.

Esther glanced at the long mop on the ground, decisively put away the maracas in her hand, picked up the mop and carried it in her right hand.

Both were also bladeless, but she felt more at ease with a long weapon in comparison.

Because "spiritual intuition" had no more dangerous warning than nausea, Esther boldly knocked on the door with her free left hand, and then immediately took two steps back, ready to steal the other party's thoughts at any time.

What made Esther frowned was that a female voice actually responded from the room, sweet and delicate like a child: "Who is it?"

It's just that the words that fell into her perception made Esther very uncomfortable. She took another step back and raised the wooden mop in her hand to aim at the door.

In fact, however, what really came out of the door was a muffled, foaming sound.If another person were here, the voice that Esther perceived would not be heard at all.

The person inside the door seemed to be in a hurry, and asked again: "Who is it?"

Then the wooden door was opened from the inside, revealing the figure of a tall and thin man, dressed as a sailor in a slightly yellowed shirt.

The most eye-catching thing should be the two empty eye sockets on his thin cheeks with a mustache, which are constantly bleeding out.

And in Esther's "sight", the thing that makes her most hairy is the doll lying on top of the man's head, clutching his black hair.

Because the whole body of the palm-sized puppet was covered with bright red lines, once the door was opened, it appeared in Esther's consciousness very clearly.

The puppet raised its head, revealing a round face with exaggerated blush. Its eye sockets were also hollow, but at the moment, two blue eyes with a nerve were filling its mouth. full.

The two eyeballs squirmed, and turned around in the puppet's mouth, making a "gurgling" bubbling sound.

Esther clearly "heard" that delicate inquiry again:
"Who is it?"