Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

"Here are the tickets for the boat leaving the day after tomorrow, for you. I will keep the one I have."

After collecting the bones scattered on the ground, Mateo took the two of them to a place "suitable for burial" and handed Esther the ticket to Olavi Island.

"Actually, most people in Nas choose to be buried at sea." Vika said.

Esther's expression was a little sad. She had returned to her original appearance. She had just fed Roman to the blood-red cloak:

"I think everyone should be buried in the ground. It may have something to do with the place where I used to live. In order to prevent the body from mutating, the deceased needs to be sent to the unified cemetery after requiem. There will also be people patrolling there to prevent any Angry spirits cause accidents.”

Mateo glanced at her curiously: "Do you still care about this kind of thing? Even if they are you..."

Esther interrupted him: "At least they should be buried. They won't become evil spirits, because their spirits have also been eaten."

The red cloak on her shoulders fluttered with the night wind. Even though it had no smell, Mateo always felt that there was a strong smell of blood lingering.

Mateo took the two of them to a corner of a hill. The area was overgrown with weeds, making it difficult to find a place to stay with every step.

Mateo pointed his fingers twice at the slope next to him: "Does this meet your requirements? Usually not many people come here."

Esther looked around and grabbed the soil slope directly. The ground seemed to have been dug up, and the soil suddenly disappeared, leaving only a three-meter-deep pit.

"Hey, can it still be like this? Is this the power of magical items?" Mateo seemed very interested. He threw the bag to the bottom of the pit and asked Esther.

Esther also threw down the bag full of bones: "No, it's the deterioration of my extraordinary ability."

Mateo's expression suddenly froze: "Wait, you're not a demigod, are you? Are you an angel?"

"Angel!?" Vika shouted in shock, almost falling directly into the pit because her legs were weak and her feet slipped.

"It's an exaggeration. I'm still far from an angel. I can only be controlled by an angel at will." Esther saw that the two of them had thrown away the bags, and waved her hand at the top of the pit to return the soil she had just stolen. All those bones were covered in an instant.

Mateo was a little shocked. Although this mysterious lady said that she was far from an angel, she did not deny the statement about "demigod"... This may be acquiescence.

After leading the two of them to step on the soil to ensure that the ground was compacted, Esther took the lead and walked towards the street: "Have the people at the 'Herring Tavern' been affected? When those people took action No one was around until you came.”

Mateo naturally took over the conversation:

"No, they were threatened in advance not to come out, so they all stayed in the tavern.

"Someone peeked out of the window to see the 'infighting', and I was asked a few questions when I entered. They all thought that Vika bribed Roman, and then each other got rid of the 'captain' in the other team. What's left Of course the two people wanted to get tickets to escape from Nas, so I told them so casually."

Vika looked at Mateo with surprise: "I didn't see it, you have a good mind."

Mateo deliberately changed into a false voice: "I'm better at singing."

The corners of Vika's eyes twitched twice, and she moved her head in pain, pretending not to hear Mateo's wanton laughter.

Esther narrowed her eyes slightly, and the indifference on her face gradually dissipated, making her smile more sincere:

"I will stay at the hotel to rest all day tomorrow, and we will set off the day after tomorrow. If you have anything to deal with, use this time to prepare it as soon as possible."

Tomorrow is Monday, and Esther has free time to attend the Tarot Club.

The latter words were naturally addressed to Mateo. He was pulling up the hood of his cloak. Hearing these words, he replied casually:

"Well, I've already taken care of most of it, and I've packed up most of the things at home. As for the dilapidated house, I plan to hand it over to the elderly couple next door."

"We're staying at the 'Jianhai Hotel', you should know where it is."

Mateo nodded: "I know him. The owner behind that hotel is in the ferry business. He opened the hotel just for the convenience of his own people."

Esther pointed at Vika: "If you need anything, come to him. He is in Room 11 on the third floor."

Vika was obviously stunned for a moment, and looked at Esther distressedly: "Why me?"

"Because I want to have a good rest." Esther replied with a smile.

Mateo didn't care. He gave Vika a slightly sinister sneer: "You heard it too, she has no time to care about you."

Esther was reminded by these words: "I don't have time to take care of him, but you can help, right?"

Mateo's face suddenly became unsightly: "I will not lend him my father's notes, not anyone else!"

"You don't need to treasure anything. You just need to explain to him the basic knowledge of mysticism and the extraordinary world. He won't understand it if it's too complicated."

Mateo's expression relaxed: "No problem, it's not a big deal."

Vika scratched his chin: "Him? Is he that powerful? He is definitely not as good as you..."

Esther slapped Vika on the back: "Matteo is a serious extraordinary person after all. You can't compare me with others. Recognize the reality Vika, you are the weakest among the three."

Vika didn't make any more complaints, but his expression looked depressed no matter how you looked at it.

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Monday, Backlund time, 3 p.m.

The light dissipated, gray mist surged, red stars condensed and formed on the position next to the first seat, and at the end of the long bronze table, two more figurative figures emerged simultaneously.

Esther stood up from the high-backed chair and returned the greetings to "Justice" who greeted each member cheerfully. When she sat down, she glanced at the "World" next to her.

The shadow under the black cloak is still so calm and cold, with no obvious features visible, and it is difficult to identify whether "The World" is Klein, Gehrman, or someone else.

Miss Justice seems to be in a particularly good mood. What good thing happened to her?

After the greetings, "The Hermit" was the first to hand over three pages of Russell's diary to "The Fool", and everyone below waited quietly for the host of the meeting to finish reading.

Then she used three pages of the diary as a reward, showing more respect for the "hermit" than at previous meetings. After saluting the "fool", she raised her question: "I want to know what happened to Emperor Russell in his later years. crazy."

Esther lowered her gaze, subconsciously clenching and unclenching her fists, guessing that this was Bernadette Gustave's signal, and those diaries probably came from her... What exactly was written in them?

Everyone's eyes were focused on the direction of Mr. Fool, including "Sun" and "The World" who had relatively mediocre reactions.

"The Fool" chuckled: "First, let's establish a fact. I am not omniscient, nor am I omnipotent."

After a brief pause, He continued:

“I also want to know what happened to Russell in his later years.

"What is certain at present is that due to the stimulation or influence of some unknown reasons, Russell set his sights on Sequence Zero."

Esther, like other Tarot Club members, was full of speculation, but at this moment, another voice sounded directly in her mind:

"It's pollution."

Zoya's voice.

This sentence sounded weak and tired, like a whisper in Esther's ear. Even though Esther's face looked calm on the surface, maintaining an air of indifference to both joy and sorrow, she still subconsciously leaned back.

This was in front of "The Fool", and the Tarot Club was still in progress. How dare he!

"The Fool" didn't seem to notice, and he didn't immediately announce the start of trading, leaving everyone here time to digest the "Sequence Zero" news.

Esther didn't know how to communicate with the voice in her head. She tried to ask Zoya in her mind what she wanted to do.

But Zoya didn't seem to care about Esther's thoughts, and she talked to herself:

"The anchor of 'Dream City' was a mistake. Don't get involved in Halls' fight. Halls will take advantage of you because you are a threat."

Esther felt confused at first. This sentence touched on several things that she didn't understand. "Dream City"? But when Zoya mentioned the anchor, Esther immediately understood that this was the name of the circular city.

Halls is the "real creator" who gave her the cloak, but who is Halls referring to?

The "Fool" at the head of the long table leaned back in his chair and looked around at the members present: "Let's get started."

When the transaction officially entered, "The World" first provided "The Sun" with the formula for the Sequence Six "Notary", and then informed "The Hanged Man" that the formula and related materials for "Ocean Singer" could also be traded.

When the two were communicating alone, the voice in Esther's mind sounded again. Esther felt quite guilty, as if she was secretly whispering to each other when the teacher wasn't paying attention.

But no matter what Esther asked in her heart, or who "Horse" was, Zoya did not give an answer, but unilaterally told Esther more things:

"The connection between you and me is blocked by external forces. Try not to use the ability to 'restart' and don't parasitize others for a long time. That will increase the probability of you losing control. I can't interfere. You need to keep yourself..."

Esther's thoughts were racing in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face. She was glad that it was above the gray mist, otherwise others would definitely hear her too violent heartbeat.

But now, only Miss Justice, as the "audience", vaguely noticed the "lover"'s frequent changes in sitting posture today. The "lover's" movements are very subtle and seem casual, but she is indeed restless. Why is this?

Only Esther knew why she was worried. Zoya had been instilling those whispers into her without giving any explanation. Considering that this was a secret communication in front of the "Fool", Zoya might not be able to keep going. communicate.

But with such actions, these messages and reminders from Zoya, was "The Fool" completely unaware of this?

Esther couldn't help but glance at the front seat.

Gray fog filled the air, covering the true face of the gods.

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