Lord of the Mysteries: Yao Guang

early morning.

Vinia beyond Tingen.

A lady in an off-white long dress has just stepped off a passenger ship on the Tussock River and taken a stagecoach to the steam train station. Her black and smooth hair is pressed under a round-brimmed millinery hat, and the fine black gauze blocks her Most of the face, only the smooth and round chin and the sweet corners of the lips are exposed, making passers-by unable to guess the beauty under the veil.

Accompanied by the sharp and long whistle, the steam train was covered with hazy smoke and stopped at the platform. After waiting for the passengers to board, it carried all kinds of expectations to Backlund.

The lady sat near the window, put the gauze hat on the table, revealing those narrow and gentle eyes, the sweet appearance is easy to remember.

She took out a bunch of wrapped handkerchiefs from her handbag, and after opening it, there were a few slices of orange peel that were as fresh as yesterday.The beautiful lady pinched a little orange peel and put it in her mouth, chewing slowly, the anxiety gradually subsided.

She has forgotten where this handkerchief and these pieces of orange peel came from. The handkerchief seemed to have been stained with her blood and washed clean, and the orange peel never showed signs of decay, but it had the power to soothe her spirit and lift her spirits. Her special ability of spiritual intuition.

She has divined these two things, they are completely harmless, but when she divined the origin, she only showed her own appearance, so she kept them all the time.But now, the spiritual intuition stimulated by the orange peel has told her that her future is safe, and on the way to Backlund, as long as she is careful enough, she will not be caught.

The pretty lady tied her handkerchief again, put the orange peel back in her bosom, smiled and looked out the window.

But what she didn't know was that as early as last night, this scene had already been seen by someone through dream divination above the mighty gray and foggy hall.However, the secret blessing of fate made her avoid the fate of being arrested and went to the more unpredictable next site.

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noon.

Blackthorn Security Company.

It was meal time, and Esther was sitting at the front desk, cutting a veal steak and listening to Rosanne tell about the opera she went to see the day before yesterday.

Esther imagined silently in her heart that this was probably a bloody tragedy.

Klein pushed the door open and walked in, taking away his and Old Neil's lunch boxes and cutlery: "You guys talk first, I'll help Mr. Neil get his lunch down."

Esther reminded him: "Mr. Neil's stew is still hot, be careful not to spill it."

Klein suddenly remembered: "I have to go to the trading market this afternoon, do you want to come?"

"Of course, but I really don't have any money, so I can probably just watch it." Esther said with a bitter face.

"Extraordinary materials are really expensive." Klein sighed with emotion, "I'm going to start practicing making charms, do you have any needs?"

"No, I have never used spiritual props, you should save some materials."

Klein glanced at his family's old pocket watch, and estimated the time it would take for the afternoon training: "Then let's make an appointment? Meet in front of the Dragon Bar at six o'clock, okay?"

"Alright, I'll wait for you at the bar then."

Roseanne glanced at Esther disapprovingly: "That's a bar, I think you're still outside..."

Esther immediately protested: "I'm not that young! I just look younger! And it's the place of the punishers, so there won't be any real troubles."

"Actually, I think ordinary drunks can't beat Esther." Klein commented pertinently, "Mr. Gawain even mentioned you to me."

Rosean picked up a piece of bun, tore it in half, and dipped it in the mushroom cream soup: "Okay, okay, I don't know about these, anyway, as long as it's safe."

After five o'clock, Esther greeted Dunn and left the Blackthorn Security Company.She arrived at the Dragon Bar ahead of time, walked in carelessly, and sat on the edge of the bar.Under the strange stares of the bar patrons, Esther ordered a dish of French fries and fish sticks, and a glass of apple juice.

The bartender looked disgusted, but he didn't say too presumptuously: "Little girl, this is a bar, not a cafe."

"So do you sell it?" Esther pushed out two soli notes, seeing that the bartender just stared at her dissatisfiedly, Esther took out another copper penny.

The small coin twirled back and forth between her nimble fingers, dancing as if full of life force. Esther flicked it into the air, and then snapped it onto the table. When she opened her palm again, the penny had already gone.

The bartender heard a "ding", and he looked down at the glass he was wiping in his hand. The coin was still spinning along the wall of the glass, and it stopped after a few seconds.

This is a technique that Esther has practiced with ingenuity. It relies on the flexible control of her hands, and it has no practical use. After all, coins are not as sharp as blades.If Esther tried harder, it would be time to pay for the cup.

But the bartender knew her identity in an instant. Compared to a magician who played "coin tricks", this young man was obviously one of those Extraordinary people who came to participate in the underground trading market.

"Please, sir, it's all business after all. I'm just here to wait for someone to eat." Esther pushed the two soli bills again, "Tips for the extra."

"We don't have potato grids, only French fries." The bartender didn't refuse any more. After putting away Sule and Penny, he took the glass in his hand and filled Esther with apple juice.

Esther didn't wait long, and the chips and fried fish she asked for were also delivered.

Since the bartender didn't say anything and took care of the "business", the frequent glances of other customers were turned away, and a few people who wanted to watch the excitement murmured in disappointment, but there was a lot of people in the bar at this time, "Boxing" and "Dog Catch Mouse" in the bar are warming up, and the exciting match certainly attracts their enthusiasm even more, so not many people continue to pay attention to Esther.

Five minutes after six o'clock, when Klein walked into the Dragon Bar, he immediately saw Esther who was out of place here.

She was still wearing a simple white shirt and black trousers, the same as usual in the Blackthorn Security Company, but today she put on an extra rough leather jacket outside.If it weren't for the femininity of her face, Esther would look more like a teenager who sneaked out to mess around from the back. She has a thinner figure and is much shorter than most of the customers in the bar.

Esther looked genuinely happy as she ate the fish fingers.

Klein thought about this, and walked over to greet her. After a brief chat, Esther shared the rest of the food with him, making up for Klein's intense physical exertion during training in the afternoon, allowing him to Hungry bellies do not bark.

No wonder the villagers like it, the taste is not bad.

Esther took out a handkerchief and wiped her mouth, then whispered to Klein: [I still want to eat McDonald's more.There's no ketchup here! ]
Klein coughed violently, managed to swallow the fish in his mouth, and nodded amusedly: [That's right, what a pity. ]
Not to mention Esther, he also misses junk food so much. Although it tastes unhealthy, it's not delicious!
The two quickly passed through the billiard room and walked into the trading market. What puzzled them was that Ademisor was not here.

"Old Neil said that Ademisor survived only because the owner of the Dragon Bar, Swain, took him in and gave him a bite to eat." Klein said as Esther looked around.

"So it's strange that he's not here now." Esther frowned.

Klein's vigilance as a Nighthawk prompted him to learn more about the situation, so he looked at the strong man guarding the door and asked, "Where's Ademisor?"

The burly man had a straight face and was expressionless when he answered the question: "I don't know where he's hiding in the corner to sleep, he's always been like this recently, he's been lying trembling, yelling something like 'dead, dead, dead bodies,' All die'."

Klein still wanted to ask more questions, but Esther pulled his sleeve, and the two walked to the wall where no one was paying attention, and Esther then said: "Go shopping first, I'll go see him where."

"Aren't you safe alone? According to the guard's description, Ademisor's current condition is probably very bad."

"So I have to go and see, I'm afraid that taking you there will irritate him."

Esther's words were justified, and Klein couldn't refute them, so he could only sigh: "Oh, then you must be careful. If he goes crazy, call for help."

"I don't think he can beat me."

"That's right, but if you get into trouble, you won't be able to come here in the future, so be careful."

Esther nodded: "I know, I won't mess around. I'll come back here and wait for you."

Klein didn't say anything else. He still had to go to the rare material trading office to check what the "Joker" potion formula needed. It was really inconvenient to keep Esther by his side, otherwise Klein wouldn't be able to explain himself. Where did the recipe come from.

Everyone has their own secrets, and what the fellow said is true.Klein thought, and walked through those strange vendors to check the prices of the Extraordinary materials he needed.

Esther looked at Klein's back, and quickly looked away: "It's like this again, they seem to have given me a lot of trust... It's obvious that Klein was still doubting something before."

Something in her breast pocket squirmed twice, and the little bug poked its head out, and there was a voice that only Esther could feel: "So I told you, your current relationships are all 'false' , this place is not suitable for you."

Esther made a nasal sound: "Huh, according to what you said, there is no place for me in this world."

The little bug spoke with a smile: "That's right, you are like a moth above fate, constantly distorting the people around you from the hole you drilled."

"Don't compare yourself to me, I'm not a bug!" Esther had the urge to swear, which sounded too hurtful.

"You don't have to like it, but you can't deny that what I said is the truth. Since you have taken the initiative to tie your life to a group of weak humans, the only thing left to meet your fate is death."

Esther gritted her teeth and replied: "I will not accept that fate. None of the Tingen Nighthawks will die!"

"Hahaha...Human beings are much more fragile than you imagined, not to mention they are just a group of low-sequence Beyonders?"

"You seem to know something." Esther's face gradually darkened.

The little bug laughed twice again: "Guess what? But I won't tell you whether you guessed right or wrong."

Esther looked around at the crowd in the market. The passers-by were dressed in different styles. They walked or stopped in the aisle between the vendors, seemingly calm on the surface.

"I'm going to find Ademithor."

The little bug turned over in Esther's pocket, curled up again, and left the last sentence of the exchange between the two: "Look, didn't you also perceive something?"

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