Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

Vika followed Valery and yawned just a few steps out of the tavern. The food he ate kept fermenting in his stomach, making him sleepy: "Then shall we go to the first hotel or the second hotel?"

"the first."

Vika was at a loss: "Didn't you just say you wanted to find a cleaner one..."

Valery, who was walking in front, suddenly turned sideways and threw a bag of coins at Vika: "That's what I told them on purpose."

Vika took over the purse that originally belonged to Andrew, and was so confused that he was almost sluggish: "W-what are you giving me all this money for? Give it all to me?"

Valery bared his teeth, as if mocking Vika's current stupidity: "I ask you to run away with them, do you dare?"

Vika shook his head repeatedly and was reluctant to throw the money bag on the ground. He had to stretch his arms to take it as far away from him as possible: "I don't dare! I don't want to run away either! I can swear to Poseidon that I have no idea of ​​running away. No!"

"Hahaha, just you? It would be nice if Poseidon didn't kick the ass of a wallow like you." Valery stopped scaring Vika, but waved his hand and motioned for him to follow quickly, "I want to do a little experiment. You are responsible for keeping this money bag tonight, and we will ask for two adjacent rooms at the hotel."

"Okay, okay! You can say this first, and I will cooperate..."

Valery glanced at Vika helplessly: "I was just joking. In your eyes, am I so cruel? I go crazy if I disagree with you?"

Vika also glanced at the red cloak on Valery's shoulders and closed her mouth tightly in silence.

"Anyway, you should rest as soon as possible after entering the house, and I will find an opportunity to greet our guests."

"guest?"

"Just pretend you didn't hear what I just said. If I tell you now, what if you can't sleep tonight? Maybe the other party won't come at all."

Vika shook the cloth bag in his hand again. The sound of the coins colliding was so pleasant before, but now it sounded like his coffin board was shaking: "So, I became the bait?"

Valery gave Vika a thumbs up and expressed his appreciation for his improvised brain: "Look, I told you just pretend you didn't hear what I just said."

Although Vika's face was a little pale, after drinking three glasses of light beer, he became bolder: "It doesn't matter, I just fell asleep. I don't even know if the sky is falling!"

Valery laughed and patted Vika on the back, almost slapping the weak-legged Vika down: "Haha! You have a good attitude, keep it up!"

During the rest of the journey, Vika confirmed to Valery several times: "Is everything really going to be okay?"

"No, if you are so anxious, I can knock you out directly."

"Forget it, I'd better fall asleep by myself..."

A few minutes later, Esther held the key and walked into the next room, completely ignoring Vika's hesitant eyes in the corridor.

Both of their rooms were on the first floor. There was no second floor in the entire hotel. Even the bathroom was shared and set up at the end of the corridor.

What the bartender said was quite reliable. This hotel was really not clean, but a single room only cost one silver coin per night.

The cold room, which was so narrow that it could only accommodate a bed and a table, was filled with a damp musty smell. A few bugs hurriedly crawled through the gaps along the edge of the bed, and half of an incomplete spider web hung by the window. The spiders that have settled there are busy going back and forth.

Esther put her satchel on the table, took off her red cloak and covered it, opened the window a small crack, and then lay down directly on the bed.

A skylark-shaped light emerged from Valery's forehead and pounced directly on the spider. The spider moved its eight legs stiffly, and white hard layers of bone grew on the two front legs. It's very strange to go up there.

After the initial discomfort, the spider dropped a thread and quickly landed on the window sill. It climbed along the small crack to the outer wall of the hotel, slowly approached the window on Vika's side, and squeezed its body against the window. In the shadows outside.

The eight pale eyes turned slightly, staring at the street under the crimson moonlight.

——

Half past two in the morning.

A figure crossed the street, nimbly hiding the figure in the darkness, and approached the outer wall of the hotel. After pausing for a few seconds, he went straight to Vika's window.

In order to allow ventilation and dissipate the musty smell, Vika also opened a gap in the window and did not close it completely. At this time, his snoring was constantly coming from the house, and it could be heard clearly even from the window.

Spider shook his legs, moved his body, and watched the tall figure carefully open the window. His body was light and almost slid across the window sill, and he stood in Vika's house.

Vika was still sleeping, and even though the window made a slight scratching sound, it did not wake the man up at all. He had experienced too many strange things today, and it was time to take a good rest.

The spider also climbed into the window, but it did not go deep into the house. Instead, it squatted near the window and looked at the uninvited person.

The intruder covered his face and turned around in a circle, using the moonlight to see clearly that the person snoring on the bed was not the bald one.

The intruder was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand directly towards the money bag on the table and gently picked it up, trying not to make too much collision sound with the gold coins in the bag.

Just when the intruder wanted to turn back and climb out of the window, he saw a shadow on the wall.

It was a not-tall figure, sitting on the window sill with his legs crossed, and his back leaning against the edge of the window, as if he had been there from the beginning, and like a ghost that did not exist at all.

The intruder did not turn his head, but slowly turned his body to prevent himself from turning his back to the suddenly appearing enemy.

"Good night, I remembered where I saw you."

Under the hood of the intruder was a mask that covered his appearance, but it was this outfit that evoked some impression of Esther.

"I do not know you."

What came from under the mask was a magnetic male voice.

The intruder slowly put the money bag in his hand back on the table, and his eyes quickly glanced at the woman blocking the window: light blond hair, a short stature in Nath, strange light-colored eyes, and an elf-like hybrid. Appearance, if he had seen her before, he would definitely have an impression.

Her soft and indifferent expression reminded the intruder of the bald man, especially the little weirdness he had shown earlier.

Esther smiled: "You were hiding behind the bushes with Mary, hiding from the punishers of the Church of Storms. 'Porn Pearl' Mary, you should still remember her? She was on Simim Island."

The pupils under the mask shrank suddenly: "I was hiding behind the house with her, but you, how did you know? Only me and the pirate were there..."

The smile on Esther's face deepened: "I know everything, more disordered than all the nightmares you can imagine, I am omnipotent, more crazy than any common sense you know -

"Ahem, I'm sorry. The look in your eyes is quite interesting. You seem to really believe such an exaggerated statement."

Esther didn't hold it back. With such a good villain appearing, she felt it would be a pity not to take advantage of it, so she made up a few random sentences.

If Klein were here, he would secretly complain that I was "a middle-aged child", right? As Esther thought this, she saw the intruder opposite taking something out of his arms and quickly spoke again:

"Chantal, I think it's best if we just talk, if we do anything..."

Before Esther finished speaking, Chantal had already grabbed something in her arms, but the word "sun" he wanted to pronounce in ancient Hermetic language was not spoken, and there was a blank in his mind.

The idea has disappeared.

Chantal looked desperately at the woman sitting by the window. She reached out and grabbed it, and the golden charm fell into her palm.

Esther touched the "Sun" domain charm that exuded a little warmth, and looked at Chantal with a kind expression: "If you do it, what I want to say is that you really have no chance of winning."

Chantal lowered her hands and stood silently in the room for several minutes. Esther didn't care about this time. She didn't need to steal to know how much Chantal would be struggling at this time. Esther was willing to wait for Chantal to make a decision. decision.

On the bed, Vika turned over from lying on her back to facing the wall with her back to the two of them. She was still asleep, with no sign of waking up. She mumbled twice indistinctly: "No light beer." ...and no clear water either..."

Esther shook her head in amusement: "Why does he care about this in his dreams?"

Chantal watched her expression for a few seconds, then suddenly raised her arm and took the initiative to put down the hood, and took off the mask, but did not continue to speak at the throat:

"Yes, I am Chantal. I admit that I had a wrong idea just now. I did something wrong by breaking into your room without permission."

Esther narrowed her eyes: "Are you sure that I won't hand you over to the official Beyonders? There are many ways to make people suffer, not to mention that we are all Beyonders, so you should know something about it."

Chantal said nothing, but looked at Esther firmly.

Esther shook her head: "You seem to have misunderstood something. Your extraordinary characteristics and magical items are of higher value to me than you are."

Chantal glanced at Vika on the bed: "I know that if you wanted to kill me, you could have done it at that moment. I couldn't resist at all."

Of course, Esther also followed Chantal's gaze and looked at Vika: "I thought you would use him as bait. Seeing as he is sleeping so deeply, isn't it just the right thing to use to threaten me?"

Chantal raised the corners of her mouth and gave a wry smile: "If I really do that, I won't even know how I died, right?"

Esther shook her legs slightly and pointed in the direction of the next room: "That person's body is not very easy to use, and the back of his head is too cold, so I am thinking about changing to someone else. But I can't just grab someone on the street." Human, right? That’s too rude, it’s better to have it delivered to your door yourself.”

Chantal couldn't hold back the reproach in her eyes for a moment, but she quickly suppressed her emotions: "Can I ask why you are telling me this?"

"I'm just curious about you. Why do you look so female despite being a male?"

Chantal was obviously stunned for a moment: "For this?"

"Yes, what else?" Esther looked sideways at the moonlight outside, "Or do you want to come back tomorrow? I can treat you to a meal or something."

"No, no need..."

While Chantal was at a loss, she felt increasingly unclear about this lady's temperament. She looked sober, but was so willful that it made people think that her mind was not normal.

Can you let a thief get away with your property just out of curiosity? Is this kindness? But the sense of oppression she exerts on others has nothing to do with kindness...

Esther pointed in the direction of the door with a smile and extended an invitation to Chantal: "Then come and sit in my room. We can chat slowly without disturbing Vika's sweet dream."

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