Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

Banabei was lying on the ground, looking up at the distant starry sky above his head, but he did not stare for a long time. Instead, he closed his eyes: "If you want to go to Olavi Island, take me with you."

"I only have one ticket," Esther replied.

"But I'm afraid you'll run away. Lies are in the nature of 'stealers'."

Esther pointed out very bluntly: "This is just your personal impression, and every 'thief' is different."

"Then have you ever lied? Lie to strangers, people close to you, lie to your friends and relatives, or even lie to yourself?" Barnabas put his arms under his head so that he could lie down more comfortably.

Esther could not argue, her own silence making her previous words laughable.

Banabei gave a sharp laugh. He raised his right knee, put his left foot on it, and shook it slightly: "Ha, in fact, no one can avoid lying. We all live by lies, whether with good intentions or malicious intentions. , or simply perfunctory."

"I always feel that talking to you would be too taxing on my brain. Doing so would be short-lived." Esther said a little depressed.

"Didn't you play the role of a 'decryption scholar'?"

"If I had a choice, I would never choose Stealer."

Barnabas seemed to think this was funny: "Why, someone else poured the magic potion directly into your mouth?"

"Absolutely." Esther also raised her head and looked at the starry sky with a red moon. She felt slightly dizzy and immediately retracted her gaze, "But since you seem so indifferent, I will parasitize you tomorrow."

"……That was not what I meant."

"I can probably guess your plan. You want me to trick a fellow passenger into coming over, or even let me parasitize him directly, while you wait in the dark to respond. Then you can take his ticket and pretend to be him. Just like me, I boarded the passenger ship openly."

Banabei quickly agreed: "That's right, look at our plan, isn't it a good one? There's no need to--"

"Then why do you still bully innocent passers-by?" Esther smiled kindly. "It's more convenient for me to parasitize you directly. That way we only need one ticket."

"You are an extraordinary person. Do you still care about an ordinary person being stripped off his clothes and thrown behind the fish factory?" Although Banabei still had his eyes closed, his brows were raised.

"My pleasure."

Banabei's brows gradually relaxed: "Well, maybe you are a special 'thief' who can make people unconsciously believe that you are sincere."

He seemed to have let down some of his guard and said nothing more about the parasitic choice.

Esther jumped down from the hammock and finally gave up her position to Barnabas: "Then you can rest first. See you in the morning."

Banabei jumped up from the beach and patted the sand on his tuxedo. He had been waiting for this moment for too long: "Normally, this is the time to say 'good night' to people, right? You really have a lot of quirks."

"You are the least qualified to say that to me. See you in the morning." Esther was very determined and walked towards the tavern without changing her words.

She knew that with this person's suspicious and vigilant character, if she stayed nearby, Barnabas would rather stay up all night chatting with her than rest assured to sleep.

"Okay, see you in the morning."

Banabei glanced at the red cloak fluttering in the sea breeze. Under the gradually weakening firelight, her figure seemed to become more illusory, reminding him of a kite with a broken string.

The fire made of stacked barbecue sticks gradually dimmed and was blown out in the evening breeze.

wack. When Barnabas lay down in the hammock, this comment could not help but come to his mind.

He yawned, kicked off the ground with his legs hanging outside the hammock, and let his body sway slightly.

How can anyone distinguish between the good intentions and malicious intentions of the "thief"? I should have been more vigilant, maybe she would parasitize me while I was sleeping.

If the promotion to "Secret Puppet Master" goes smoothly, the next step is "Cunning Mage". If I can reach Demigod as soon as possible, I may be able to get some say and find a way to escape...

Banabei's consciousness gradually became faint.

He seemed to be dreaming, and there was a sad harmonica sound echoing in the dream.

——

As soon as the morning sun broke through the sky and reflected light spots from the waves, Banabei opened his eyes.

After putting on the gray-framed glasses that were tilted to the side, he first felt his own situation.

He can still move around freely, but the stolen ability has not come back for the time being. It will take at least twenty-four hours, so it is still early for the ability to be restored.

So Banabei raised his head and saw a figure wearing a red cloak. The man was sitting on the beach, just in a place where he would not be submerged by the tide.

Banabei picked up his backpack and walked towards the figure: "Have you been sitting here all night?"

Esther arched her back and hugged her legs tightly. Her pale eyes looking at the sea level were very indifferent: "No, I sat in the store for a while before I came out. Their grilled squid was not spicy enough."

"Then you might like Fenerport. There are a lot of dishes with chili peppers there."

"Yes, I had the idea of ​​going to Disi Bay or even Feneport a long time ago, and I discussed it with others, but that was all a long time ago..."

Esther said, raising the corners of her mouth a little.

Banabei threw his backpack on his back, covered his face with his palms, and kneaded it twice: "Should we go?"

Esther stood up, and when she turned around, she found that Barnabas had just put down his hand, and his appearance was squirmingly changing——

His skin became fairer, his black hair lengthened and turned into a gentle soft golden color, the edges of his bones were shrunk, and his facial features became delicate and delicate, with long eyelashes hanging down from his light-colored eyes.

When he, or she, smiles, two shallow dimples are even revealed on his face, which makes people feel even sweeter.

Esther stared blankly for a long time, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but twitch: "As a parasite, you really provided a very considerate and considerate passenger service."

"Thank you~" Even Banabei's voice changed.

"I would be more grateful if you didn't use my face. I just want to punch you now." Esther rubbed her right eye socket hard, and a bad breath filled her chest.

"Why? Why do you even want to hit yourself?"

"It's so weird! It feels so weird to see someone else become you! And why are you so tall? I'm not that tall!"

Barnabas straightened the collar of his tuxedo: "Because my clothes won't fit, and I haven't changed much else, so don't be burdened—"

A satchel was swung into his face, cutting off all subsequent words.

The next moment, the red cloak slowly fell on the beach, and a radiating skylark light flew up and hit Banabei's forehead.

Banabei subconsciously raised his hand and touched his forehead: "I always feel that this is not the normal form of a 'parasite'. Have you been contaminated by something? Or did you take the wrong potion?"

In his mind, an impatient female voice replied: "For the first time, I know that my own voice can be so annoying."

The smile on Banabei's face was very satisfied. He wiped his eyes, the bridge of his nose and his chin. His eyes turned a bright grass green, his chin was lengthened a little, and his nose was much taller. In an instant, he was out of touch with the original reference. Esther's face shape.

Of course his previous actions were intentional.

Barnabas picked up the red cloak first, but due to the warning of spiritual intuition, he did not put it on directly. Instead, he folded it and tucked it under his arm.

Then "she" picked up the satchel on the beach and put it on her back: "Speaking of which, I don't know your name yet. How should I address you?"

"Esther."

"Really?" Banabei asked casually.

"Are you suspicious of something... aren't they true and false the same?"

Banabei smiled brightly, and his newly created female appearance lost the original arrogant temperament: "It seems to be true."

Esther didn't answer him. The more times she talked to Barnabas, the stranger she felt this man seemed, which filled her with helplessness.

What a weirdo... With this thought in mind, Esther controlled Barnabas' right hand and pulled out the ticket from her satchel.

"Departing from Pier 9 at ten o'clock? Then we still have time to go to the next street to buy some food. We can take a taxi from here to the pier. One hour is enough."

After a pause, Banabei's smile showed a bit of flattery: "For the sake of my attentive passenger service, this breakfast and fare..."

Esther was quite speechless: "Didn't you win a whole table of money? Didn't you really keep any of it? It was all stored at the front desk of the Jianhai Hotel?"

"In fact, what I ate last night was won by playing cards with others."

"You are avoiding my questions."

"I really don't have much money left..."

Esther could distinguish the "true meaning" contained in the language, and heard that Barnabas' words were telling the truth. She sighed and compromised:

"Okay, I can pay the bill."

——

Nine forty, Nas Pier 9.

Mateo was carrying a rather heavy bag, and he clasped his hands under the straps to relieve the pressure on his shoulders. Vika stood beside him, his hands in his pockets, a look of unconcealed worry on his face.

"Do you think she will really come? I always feel that she will disappear as soon as she leaves." Vika couldn't help but ask, trying to find some negation from Mateo's words.

"That's how she feels. It's not your imagination." Mateo yawned.

He had been packing his things last night, and finally took inventory at home before stuffing everything he thought could be used into his backpack.

Vika took two steps around the pier uneasily. A few minutes later, the sailors of the passenger ship began to greet the guests waiting at the pier to board the ship.

Vika glanced at the small crowd of people: "Shall we wait?"

Before Mateo could answer the question, a hoarse and delicate voice came from the side: "Maybe you don't have to wait."

The two immediately looked back and found that the person speaking was a tall woman whom they did not recognize. She was wearing a red cloak that was familiar to them, but her emerald green eyes were slightly lazy.

"Esther?" Mateo asked subconsciously.

Banabei did not respond to the call, but just showed the ticket to the two of them, which was held between his fingertips like a cigarette: "Let's go. Vika, Mateo, go to Olavi Island."