Lord of the Mysteries: Yao Guang

After Dunn and his party returned to the Blackthorn Security Company, they saw a tall and thin young man who looked familiar outside the house at the old site.

Leonard narrowed his eyes, and quickly remembered where he had seen him: "Are you... the 'monster' from the Dragon Bar?"

"Ah, Ademisor, it's me, yes." When Ademisor stuttered, his eyes kept floating to the ground. His eyes were sometimes calm and sometimes flustered, and his mental state didn't look very good. Stable, and the eye sockets are still red.

Dunn looked at Ademisor silently for a few seconds, and nodded at him: "I probably know why you came, Frye, you can disperse, he doesn't pose any threat."

Several Nighthawks, who were in a faint siege formation, lifted part of their defenses after hearing this. They believed in Dunn's judgment more than they didn't trust Ademisor.

"Go ahead, I'll talk to him alone." As Dunn said, Daly glanced at him disapprovingly, and then went to help other people sort out the things in the rented house.

"I know Esther knows you, and I've heard about it from different sources."

Seeing that everyone was leaving, Dunn gestured for Ademisor to follow behind him, and he pushed open the door leading to the underground passage from the old site.Because Esther once rushed out from here, the wreckage of the Blackthorn Security Company is best preserved in this passage. Dunn went all the way to the door of the alchemy room, and he kept the box that Esther gave him. .

After dealing with Esther's funeral, Deacon Sesima even left Dunn with the main ingredient that the "monster" formula lacked: [-] grams of distorted starstone fragments, which made Dunn even more incomprehensible above meaning.The Holy Church didn't say a word about the "Admisol" matter, but its attitude was very ambiguous. It almost handed over the matter to Dunn and let him handle it as he pleased.

There is actually no problem with Ademisor's background. The former captain of the Punisher, Swain, has made it clear to Dunn that he is a young man with a poor background.If it weren't for the fact that the "monster" sequence has been hiding its head and tail, they might have found the potion long ago and trained Ademisor to be a member of the Punisher.

Dunn led Ademisor into the alchemy room, and then locked the door: "Esther and Klein have collected a lot of materials in private, just to allow you to enter the extraordinary path normally. But I can't easily Give these to you, I don't know if you are worth entrusting."

Ademisor blinked dully, and the focus of his sight was farther away than Dunn's mouth, making people wonder whether he understood or not.

Dunn sighed: "The materials they collected are not complete. If they want to make a complete potion, part of the consumption will come from the Church of Evernight."

"I'll join." Ademisor said dreamily, and before Dunn could react, he continued hastily, "This is the guidance of the light, so it is also my wish."

Dunn was silent for a moment.

"The sea of ​​blood in Tingen is gone, and so is the light. I want to stay where the light disappeared, and see the way the light once... Esther, once."

Dunn touched the box containing the materials, and tapped its edge with his fingers: "Light?"

"I want to wait here, maybe the light will come back."

"Did you see it?" A tiny flame suddenly ignited in Dunn's heart.

But Admisol just shook his head: "No, it's the light...I believe so."

Dunn's smile was forced, but he stretched out his hand and shook Ademisor solemnly.

"Since you have such expectations, then I will not reject a new member.

You are welcome to join the Nighthawks, I hope you will not regret the day you became a Extraordinary, Ademithor. "

The young "monster" showed a shy smile, but there seemed to be a faint light in his eyes: "No, I won't."

-

The Raphael Cemetery at night is even colder than during the day. The place where the dead stay and the living have always formed two worlds. Except for the grave guards and official night watchmen who come to patrol, basically no one sneaks in, let alone Don't mention that there are no treasures here that are worthy of someone else's tomb.

But tonight, Klein's tomb welcomed another visitor.The bronze-colored skin of this middle-aged man is also considered rare in Loen, and his black hair is tied into a small braid. Although the facial features are soft, his eyes are full of a deeper sense of vicissitudes.

His tan striped vest and long windbreaker are both finely tailored, and are as expensive as his silk top hat. The hem of the men's windbreaker flutters in the cold wind, and the bouquet of white flowers in his hand is protected by his arms, without Battered by this cold wind.

The man stared at Klein's tombstone, and did not speak for a long time. Finally, he sighed and apologized, left the bouquet in front of the tombstone, and then left.

The night is getting darker, only the crimson moonlight shines on the ground, making the quiet cemetery even more bleak.

The stone slab of the tomb suddenly tilted up, and then was overturned from the inside out. The people inside took a lot of effort to remove the coffin slab covering the soil layer. Can't do that.

Klein sat up again in a daze and panic, and lowered his head to look at his chest. The missing flesh and blood were wriggling and closing together outside the recovered heart. Compared with the "last resurrection" experience, his The resurrection is much slower this time.

But he survived.

A few minutes passed, and after feeling sentimental in front of his tombstone, Klein started to dispose of his coffin again. He picked up the copper whistle and the broken tassel safety knot, and solemnly placed them in the inner pocket of his arms.

The citrine pendant was still tied to his left hand. Klein tried to use the pendulum to divination twice, but he could not divination about Esther at all. He tried "Esther is still in Tingen" and "Esther Te is still alive", but the pendulum did not move, and the inspiration did not give any feedback.

Klein thought for a while, then pinched the broken peace knot in his palm, held it tightly and lowered his pendulum again, modifying his divination statement: "Another new tombstone in the cemetery."

After repeating it seven times, Klein opened his eyes and found that the pendulum was pointing straight to the southwest path, indicating that direction as steadily as a compass.

After walking more than ten meters, Klein stopped in front of a brand-new stele without a photo. He stared at the dessert recipe on it, feeling like crying and laughing at the same time, and his heart was full of bitterness.

"It's really your style to ask someone to leave this epitaph for you..."

But I really don't want to see such a whimsical epitaph at all, fellow, I would rather you be another member of my funeral like everyone else.

Klein reached out and swept away a crow feather on the stele. He squatted in front of the tombstone, his voice was so soft that it dissipated as soon as it hit the ground: [I'm leaving, Li Xing.I will definitely avenge us. ]
Then Klein tried his best to bring up a smile amidst the tears, just like the epitaph, I hope everyone can show the expression after seeing it.

He even digested a little of his clown potion.

That night, Klein made up his mind to go to Backlund.

-

The tranquility of Raphael's cemetery lasted less than 24 hours, and a new visitor came here without anyone noticing.

The dark eyes of this skinny young man are full of doubts, but there is a vague smile on the corner of his mouth. His pure black curly hair is pressed under the agate gray newsboy hat, and the double-breasted black coat is not fastened. The sailor striped shirt and dark blue scarf are full of contradictions.

What's even more inconsistent is the monocle on his right eye socket. Such an expensive lens polished with crystal is certainly not a common accessory among ordinary sailors.

Even for vision adjustment, a pair of glasses is better than a single.

A crow was sitting on the young man's shoulder, turning its head from time to time, and using its sharp beak to indicate the direction to go.

"I still think you're lying to me, but it's just weird what's happened to you."

"How come? Amon didn't lie to Amon, everyone is Amon."

The young man straightened the monocle of his right eye: "I will report this matter to the main body, but what about your uniqueness?"

"Suppressed by other things," the crow clicked its beak up and down, and answered the question impatiently, "The bartender I was parasitizing at that time was only a Sequence Seven, and the extraordinary power from the main body was sealed in Uniqueness, the rest is the Sequence Seven characteristic, what can I do? The attitude of the avatar in Jianhai County is very subtle, they seem to have reached an agreement and are unwilling to accept my request for help, so I can only divert to Enmat Port Looking for you."

"Ha, of course you don't have the right to speak in your current state. There are too many strange things about you. It is our most normal decision to let me come out to investigate like this. Anyway, other Amons have no losses."

Crow found that he did have things that he hated, although he said "most of the truth": "Amon can't lie to Amon, this is not your decision, right? You were also forced to come here."

"The clone who has been cut off from the main body is a dangerous element, but you are indeed Amon."

"Who else can I be if I'm not Amon? Perez? The main body went directly to Jianhai County to arrest me at that time. Why would I stay here to play reasoning games with you?"

The young man laughed, pushed his monocle again, and quickly walked through most of the cemetery under his feet: "You are very self-aware. That's right, only Amon knows Amon so well."

"You passed by, the path just now turned to the left, it's near here..."

"Is it here?"

The young man stopped in front of this fairly new tombstone, leaned over to examine the name, year and month carefully, and then read out a series of recipe epitaphs below: "...sprinkled with white icing sugar, crushed nuts or delicious ice cream .”

There was a long silence.

The crow turned his head away in embarrassment, and carelessly groomed his feathers, of course it was just pretending.

The young man frowned first, but then quickly curled his mouth: "Your experience is more interesting than we imagined, and the main body probably won't mind our unauthorized actions. This 'person' looks quite interesting, can it be parasitic? "

"She's not human, and I'm not sure what Esther is. She's more like a mythical creature living in a human body." The crow understood the abnormality it noticed, but cleverly avoided the "parasitic" raised by the youth. "question.

"Parasites with the same path?"

"Impossible. I don't know when the Worm of Time will turn into a Firefly."

The young man turned and left the tombstone. When the crow jumped up from his shoulder, he snatched his hat away in dissatisfaction. The young man just glanced at him amusedly.

The crow flew down and stood on the tombstone, and threw the hat on Esther's grave: "Aren't you sure?"

"I have to find some tools, right? Can I use you to dig?"

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