Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

The next day, as soon as the sailors who disembarked yesterday returned, the "Clover" set off quickly. Bypassing the bustling pier of Behrens Port, it headed straight for the relatively hidden and safe channel of the "Furious Sea" and plunged headlong into this dangerous sea area that separates the northern and southern continents.

"Have you seen Hamel?" Mary asked Pierre, catching him passing by.

She was holding two collections of Tutanese grammar and vocabulary. At Alexander's suggestion, Mary decided to let Hamel, who was also a "student", explain it to her.

Pierre pointed in the direction of the stern of the boat: "Hamel seems to be over there, I don't know what she is doing."

Mary saw Hamel half-kneeling, half-crouching and leaning over, tossing something on the edge of the stern. When she heard footsteps approaching, Hamel raised his head.

"Mary?" Esther recognized the two books in the other person's hands. "You actually took the initiative to read a book? It's really rare. Did Mr. Alexander assign you extra course tasks?"

"I'm telling you how lazy I am!" Mary also knelt down next to Hamel, "What are you doing?"

Hamel held a delicate short-edged knife in his hand. Mary had seen this thing before. Hamel said that it was a magical item in the form of a "claw knife". But Mary didn't quite understand Hamel's next move.

Faint light spots floated from the claw knife. Hamel held the handle of the knife and rubbed it with his palm. Soon, Hamel's hand gathered a tuft of soft hair.

Mary's eyes became even more confused: "This..."

"Yes, this is also a special effect. More powerful toxins and bloodlust during the full moon will be suppressed, but the hair that does not have much negative effects will still exist. It will need to be cleaned up after two or three months."

Mary laughed loudly: "Pfft haha ​​- your magical items are as bizarre as you!"

Esther raised the "Logan's Claw" on her hand in distress: "Don't take the opportunity to curse! This negative effect is beyond my control."

"If you had met us earlier, you could have asked Mr. Alexander to help you build it. He probably wouldn't refuse such a thing."

Esther's expression paused, and she looked away, concentrating on cleaning the wolf hairs on the claw knife: "Haha, who knows... there will be a day when I have to get off the ship."

Her words were vague, with a negativity that Mary couldn't understand. Mary tucked the loose hair from her scarf behind her ears: "Then don't talk about this. Mr. Alexander told me that you can already communicate normally with the locals." For my sake, I can ask you about Dutanyu."

The smile Hamel showed next suddenly sent a chill down Mary's back: "Why do you look so malicious?"

Esther blinked and suppressed the gloating that others could feel the question bank and test papers: "Do I have it?"

"Absolutely..." Mary muttered incredulously.

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The "Clover's" voyage through the "Storm Sea" is stable most of the time. On the rare days when storms rage, luck will favor the people on this ship.

But even so, it took the "Clover" more than half a month to dock at the dock of Selos Island and replenish the supplies on board as it wound its way north in the "Volent Sea" area.

After that, it will take about the same amount of time to pass through the Sea of ​​Mist, pass through the edge of the Oradec Islands, and arrive at the port northwest of Intis.

If it weren't for her special sense of time and the enhancement brought by her extraordinary abilities, Esther might have completely forgotten the date.

But she didn't forget, so after arranging the ceremony, Esther summoned Gehrman Sparrow's messenger under the protection of the green light curtain of the "Clover".

After handing a gold coin and a letter to the four-headed messenger lady, Esther watched the other person walk into the gap in the spiritual world. Then Esther sat back on the bed and continued reading the Fusac language book borrowed from Alexander.

Only Mary was still struggling with the Tutan language.

Because Esther gave her a lot of exercises, whenever the two of them met now, Mary's resentful eyes would be fixed on Esther.

——

Olave Island.

At the end of another day at the Olawi Medical Assistance Foundation, Klein was able to face the task of cleaning toilets without a struggle.

Klein has been registering as a volunteer here during this period, helping those who are dying to fulfill their wishes, working hard to digest the "Faceless Man" potion, and further preparing for promotion.

Regarding the contamination problem, he had decided to ask Esther for help. There was no need to rush to contact her before the potion was completely digested.

I heard from Esther's letter that she handled the pollution cleanup commission from the Clover quite smoothly, so Klein was not in a hurry to ask other people he knew about this matter, otherwise he would definitely be suspicious of Esther. I am suspicious of the words "solve the pollution on the spot".

Because Klein would change his face and identity from time to time, his volunteer life did not attract much attention, at least it was much better than when he first walked into the foundation office with Gehrman Sparrow's face.

After finding a bar to finish his dinner, he drank a glass of rye beer and ordered an extra Triana syrup cake to reward himself. Klein took a walk back to the hotel room.

But as soon as he hung his coat on the coat rack, he noticed something strange in the room. Soon, a crack in the spiritual world tore open, and four gorgeous heads floated out, one of which was still biting an envelope.

"Thank you, please."

"It's..." "Light..." "The letter..."

The last one had nothing to say and said "hmm" in some distress.

Taking the letter from the messenger lady, Klein saw Esther's familiar font. After sending away Miss Reinette, who called Esther strangely, Klein immediately tore open the seal and unfolded the folded letter. Letter paper, smelling the fresh smell of ink, browsing the contents on the paper:

"To my friends:

I haven't written to you for a while. I wonder how you are lately? I hope everything goes well for you there and nothing too bad happens.

Everything is fine here. Although I can feel that the first mate of the Clover still pretends not to trust me on the surface, but after this period of sailing, I have become quite familiar with them.

After completing this commission to explore the ruins with them, I may have a chance to get enough reward and find a way to be promoted to a 'parasite'. The Demigod Sequence is a very important step for Beyonders. I am looking forward to what will happen and have a particularly strong premonition about it. "

Demigod... This time, Esther was in front again. However, her promotion does not seem to require a ceremony, and she has never asked for auxiliary materials at the Tarot meeting. Is this really no problem?

While Klein was happy for Esther, he subconsciously frowned.

As he learned more about extraordinary powers and collected more diaries of Russell's serious people, Klein also realized how rare a "special case" Esther was. In the extraordinary world, "special cases" often represent more chaotic and crazy influences, which is definitely not a good thing.

The overlapping abilities of "thief" and "destiny" are simply like the current situation where Esther and Zoya are inseparable.

If Esther continues to be promoted, it will be difficult for her to give up the hope of being promoted to sequence zero in order to compete with Zoya. One day, she might have to face Amon, a high-ranking person on the same path...

Klein didn't dare to think any more. He sighed and read the letter again:

"When I was in West Balam, I met people who were suspected of being from the Spiritual Religion Group, and I also met suspicious blood servants and vampires. Later, the captain told me that there had been a split in the secret organization, and some extraordinary people of the 'Moon' pathway He has joined the Rose School of Thought and is probably a member of them. These two organizations are the most active in Xibalan's secret religion.

But we ran very fast, maybe that's the characteristic of the 'Clover'. Friends I made here told me that after staying on a ship for a long time, it is easy to be affected by the temperament of the ship.

The temperament of the 'Four Leaf Clover' is basically [Buddhist lying flat], probably because both the ship and the captain are on the path to 'destiny'..."

There was no one else around, so Klein didn't deliberately play the "cold-faced Hermann" and covered his face and laughed for a while.

This long-lost Chinese Internet vocabulary allowed him to briefly escape from the extraordinary world and gain a lot of relaxation.

Esther always likes to say some strange things seriously. She has been joking like this since the two of them met, with a sense of humor that makes it difficult to tell the truth from the lies.

Klein continued reading, and Esther's Rune language was always written very neatly, allowing him to see a little shadow of the invisible box:

"According to the old gentleman on the ship, I have the talent to become a linguist. I am already very proficient in Dutan and Intis. Although I haven't had any chance to communicate in Fusac yet, Simple reading is also very smooth.

If you need translation in the future, you can consider hiring me and I will definitely give you a friendly price.

Believe me, even the language of our time has a strong impression on me. These simply stored knowledge seem to remain more than memories, and they are all in my head.

The 'Clover' is on its way to Intis. In two to three weeks, we will land at the port of Strandsburg, allowing the 'Clover' and most of the crew to enjoy a period of vacation. .

At that time, I will follow the captain, first mate, and second mate to the Quaternary ruins on the edge of the Hornakis Mountains to help them explore.

After chatting so much, this letter is long enough, so I will save the most important sentence for the end:

[Happy birthday, Zhou Mingrui]. "

Klein's eyes widened as he looked at the last Chinese sentence. He did not deliberately use his clown ability to suppress his emotions. While smiling, his eyes were a little hot.

March 4th, today is his first birthday in another world.

Even he himself didn't remember it, but someone wrote a verbose letter.

This letter may only be worth one gold coin for postage, and it feels light in your hand.

Klein solemnly put the letter away, folded it, put it back into the envelope, and pressed the torn tear tightly.

He arranged a ceremony and sacrificed this birthday blessing above the gray fog.

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