Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

"The Hermits of Destiny?" "Justice" became bold because of curiosity. She subconsciously asked, "What kind of organization is this?"

"It is a gathering that is only public among the 'Thieves'. It was established by the descendants of the Jacob family and the Zoroastrian family in the Fourth Age. The organizational requirements are relatively loose, but only open to extraordinary people of the same sequence who have common interests and enemies. The enemy is open. As for this enemy, he is the 'Angel of Time' of the third era. Under his unrestrained search, many extraordinary people have been killed along this path."

Esther paused for two seconds, giving others time to digest the information, and then turned to the "Fool" at the head:

"I have participated in their gathering two days ago. The Extraordinaries with the highest sequence and status in the gathering are not at the angel level. I...my friend once warned me that if I see the 'Stealer' sequence outside the gathering, The angel is 90% likely to be Amon's clone.

"I'm afraid there won't be any changes in their organizational situation in the short term, and the time between gatherings is also very long. Within the organization, except for the two families who are relatively close internally and wary of each other externally, most members pay more attention to their own safety and only communicate with the organization. There won’t be much sense of belonging for information and materials.”

"The Fool" nodded slightly. After giving this brief report, Esther looked at the thoughtful "Magician" again:

“The advice I can give to ‘thieves’ is, ‘Don’t believe a word of it’!

"They rarely have integrity at all. The eighth sequence of this path is called a 'scammer'. In the absence of trust guarantee, you must be sure that what the other party tells is lies, otherwise it will be easy for them to catch you. Holes in words or thinking that shake your mind.”

"Magician" nodded vigorously: "Thank you for your explanation, Ms. Lover. I understand why Mr. World would describe this matter as a trap."

"The World" tilted its head: "'Lover,' how much do you know about the arrest of the 'thief'?"

Asked not in private but in public, was it an instruction from The Fool, or did Klein want me to further emphasize the dangers of Amon, so that members of the Tarot Club should be careful to stay away from "thieves" in their lives?

While Esther was thinking in her mind, she also answered the question:

"To be honest, in other channels, I have never seen anyone who would be so crazy about hunting for the extraordinary characteristics of low-to-mid-sequences. On the one hand, it may be that the sequence of 'Stealer' is rather special, and 'Angel of Time' can produce It is a clone that accommodates extraordinary characteristics, so it will not affect the main body.

"On the other hand, maybe because he is a born mythical creature, he has some strange qualities... the uniqueness of the 'thief'. To be honest, I don't know what it is, but for him, it is a single It’s shown in the form of eyeglasses.”

Esther frowned and did not continue.

Even after hearing Benjamin talk about it, she didn’t quite understand the nature of it, and could only attribute it to some kind of “unique item of a high level.”

"The Hanged Man" reacted quickly. This matter seemed to involve some serious secrets. However, according to "The Lover", she didn't know much about it, so "The Hanged Man" just silently kept this information in his heart. No further questions were asked.

The "hermit" looked at the "lover" twice more. She was even more curious about the true identity of this member, but she didn't know that she had already seen the "lover" in reality.

Justice's reaction was half a beat slow, but she was more curious, was that "uniqueness" different in every sequence? So what is the "audience" sequence?

"Magician", "Sun" and "Moon" all had similar reactions. Although they sounded like they understood, they still felt confused.

The "Devil" had his hand on his pocket, looking the calmest. After all, there was no cigarette to smoke here.

"The World" nodded: "Thank you, I understand."

Esther's words gave Klein a little confidence. He felt that the ancestor of the Zoroastrian family would be interested in the "parasite" stranded on Berklund Street, and might help him recover. .

He could completely use the "stealer" angel to get rid of the "parasite" snooping around.

After a few seconds of silence on the long table, everyone's communication continued until the simple tutoring time for "The Sun" ended, and today's Tarot session also came to an end.

After thanking and saluting "The Fool", the light in front of her eyes faded, and Esther opened her eyes on the easy chair in the hotel.

She stared at the ceiling of the room in a daze for a while. Outside the window was a very busy street. During the day, there were many vendors selling seafood, fruits and vegetables. There was noise from outside the open window, and there was also the moist and salty smell of the sea breeze.

Esther just listened to the sounds outside and didn't move for a long time. She turned a coin in her hand and let it dance on her fingertips, but she hesitated not to perform divination.

Should I leave?

It wasn't until the sky outside the window turned dark and the smell of baking bread drifted in from nowhere that Esther lazily got up from the easy chair.

Just stay for two more days and let me think about it again.

Esther walked through the vendors and bought a cup of mint sweet tea.

The creative vendor would mix a little chopped fruit in it, so Esther came here quite frequently these days.

What she added today was apples. She drank as she walked, chewing the sweet pulp, and slowly walked towards the pier very close to her hotel.

A sound of shaking bells came from the street, approaching Esther's position, which made her subconsciously turn around.

Riding on the bicycle is a young man with golden brown hair. He is wearing a dark green postman uniform and carrying a heavy shoulder bag. However, he is wearing a pure black jazz hat on his head, which is very similar to the color of his uniform. It doesn't match.

Hanging loosely around his neck was a diamond-shaped medallion, with the ghost orchid, the symbol of Jacob's family crest, engraved on the front and back.

Behind the round glasses was a dark lake green. After seeing Esther turn around, a smile filled her depths.

Esther couldn't help but laugh and waved to him.

"Why are you here?" The bicycle stopped nearby, and a man dressed as a postman turned off the bicycle and asked.

"This is what I want to say. Pulitzer Harbor is so small. You can bump into it just walking around." Esther glanced at his satchel. The zipper improved by Russell was open and stuffed inside. With a lot of letters, he said, "This is a bit surprising to me. So you have a serious career?"

The young man's smile was a little unhappy: "I have always had a 'serious career', and I can have many jobs. The only difference is whether I want to do it or not. In such a long life, I always have to find something to kill time."

"Sounds interesting, so what have you done?"

The young man looked thoughtful: "To put it into perspective, there are too many professions, such as bartender, sailor, coachman, hawker, etc... I can't even remember them all."

He looked at Esther again and asked her with a smile: "Are you very interested in these things?"

Esther's attention shifted to the bicycle and turned around curiously: "No, it's just hard to imagine you sitting on a crate and bargaining with people buying things."

"This is a new product that Backlund has become popular in the past few months. I think it is very convenient," the young man patted the letters on his back, "especially when my work requires me to move around."

Esther's brows furrowed in confusion: "The main reason is that I haven't seen him in Loen before..."

But she soon gave a reasonable answer herself: "But times are always changing very fast, and there is no shortage of talented inventors in the world."

"If I am also an inventor, then this is a compliment from you and I would like to say 'thank you' in advance."

Esther hesitated to speak and glanced at the young man. In the end, she just smiled and shook her head without refuting his complacency.

However, the young man seemed to be thinking about something. He looked at Esther again and said, "Actually, I wanted to ask just now. You seemed to have something on your mind."

"Really?" Esther smiled and drank the last bit of mint sweet tea.

"I noticed you from afar. You looked lonely when you were walking alone."

Esther expressed her disdain for this extremely dishonest statement: "I can hear the lie. Did you follow it on purpose?"

This time the young man admitted happily: "Yes, but I was on the way to deliver a letter before. Maybe this is the effect of extraordinary aggregation?"

Without waiting for Esther to reply, the young man rushed to the back seat of the bicycle and shook his head: "Anyway, you seem to be fine. We can go back and have a cup of tea. I changed my residence to a new one, and they tracked my last address. It’s no longer safe, Gad probably met another clone at that time.”

Esther was silent for two seconds, staring into the young man's eyes: "Obviously you are also a clone, is this okay?"

She would still influence him unintentionally. This was always an abnormal change for Benjamin, and Esther was not sure whether she should have too much contact with him.

"Memories between clones are not shared. If I don't tell them, will you still tell them?" The young man looked at Esther in a funny way, amused by her unreasonable worry, "Let's go, I will tell you this time." I bought a chocolate cake, if you don’t want to discuss it with me, you can also have a cup of tea or coffee.”

After a pause, the young man said hesitantly: "Actually, I still have something to give you...but some things are not suitable to talk about here. We need a quieter environment."

A smile appeared on Esther's face. She was sitting sideways on the narrow back seat of the bicycle. Because of her careless movements, the body of the bicycle swayed. It was only under the control of the young man that she stabilized her center of gravity.

"If you shake around, I won't help you if you fall." The young man said seriously.

"It doesn't matter if you fall, I can get up on my own." Esther replied with a smile.

It seems that in the long memory of the original body, he has heard similar words.

The young man's eyes looked gloomy for a moment, and then his usual smile appeared on his lips. He stepped over the car and stepped on the pedal again.

As the wheels of the bicycle began to rotate, the bell rang cheerfully again, and the two people's backs became farther and farther away in the dusk.

"Wait a minute, haven't you finished sending your letter? Are we going back to your house now?"

"It doesn't matter, there's still time tomorrow." (End of chapter)