Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

"You were very decisive this time."

The crow said casually. When Esther looked over, it began to preen its feathers intently, as if this was such an important thing.

"I can't just go to the beach like this, and I don't plan to go through the door on the sea, otherwise I will be noticed."

Although Esther's words are true, she doesn't want to get close to that sea area. She knows that once she goes there, it will be difficult for her not to feel resentful... Zoya may be able to look at such a fate calmly, but She can't do it.

"I thought you would be more willing to bring your situation to His attention."

Esther poked the feathers that the crow had just licked twice, messing up the neat parts again: "Will you let me follow Him? You just want to show off my 'new camp' to Ourolius, right? ?”

"It's okay to say that. I'm quite looking forward to His reaction." Crow pecked Esther's finger hard and protested against her disturbing him, "But I want to remind you, that one I usually The shortcut across the distance from the abyss is no longer useful. Because I don’t know who discovered my tomb in Backlund. Judging from the extent of the damage at the scene, someone must have reported it to the church. Do you know who it is? ?"

Esther coughed lightly and avoided the topic: "Well, maybe after someone explored it, they thought it was too strange... After all, I am not you, and passing through the abyss is also dangerous for me."

"I know, I just feel it's a pity."

Before leaving Backlund's range, Esther racked her brains to find a bunch of excuses, even hiding a lot of threats in her words, and finally squeezed out a few ten-gold bills from the crow.

The moment she got this little money, Esther realized by intuition that it was the money in her bag:

"So my backpack is right there with you."

"Really? You have no evidence on this matter." Crow tilted his head proudly, "I've been very generous today, don't expect me to give you any more, this is all mine now -"

"Do you think I believe it? And I have to correct you, that satchel is mine!" Esther interrupted the crow rudely.

"It's just funny to see how you have nothing. You could have stolen, but you still have to go through such a troublesome transaction process."

"Haha, I really should pluck your hair. No, I'd better just seal it into a time insect and use it as a food reserve, right..."

Even though she faced Esther's muttered threats many times, her words did not have much deterrence to the Amon clone next to her, and were more like telling a joke.

After seeing the rabbit, she would not do this anymore. Both parties knew very well that the crow's eyes were meant to monitor her.

Waiting until dawn, after the shops on the street finally opened, Esther bought some candles that could be used for ritual magic and perfumes with complicated materials. Considering the materials added, the prices of these things were not cheap.

After this round, she had less than two gold pounds left on hand, and Esther glared at the clone angrily.

Last night, I directly stole the long-distance and entered Backlund without running into any official Beyonder or triggering a warning. This was partly due to good luck.

It was broad daylight, and to be cautious, Esther took a steam subway ride to the suburbs. Along the way, everyone turned a blind eye to the crow on her shoulder.

"Don't you go and take a look? I know you still have a few... friends in the south area of ​​​​the bridge."

Esther just looked at the glass window indifferently. There was nothing outside the window. Backlund's steam subway ran underground in most places, and at most there was smoke:

"When the word 'friend' comes out of your mouth, it sounds like another lie."

The crow didn't talk back, its smiling black eyes had no warmth, but it hummed softly.

After walking out of the platform, Esther finally switched back to the method of stealing distance, and she soon arrived in the valley outside Backlund.

This place is far away from the railways used for regular transportation. Although Esther is not sure of the specific location and decides the direction purely based on intuition, the final location is also some distance away from the nearby noble manor, so what she needs to do next is It shouldn't bother anyone, at least that's what she thought now.

When Esther began to arrange the ceremony, the black crow looked away from her and turned to look at the nearby vegetation. The suspicion in its eyes flashed away, and then it showed another sly smile.

The crow pulled Esther's hair with its claws: "Are you sure you want to hold the ceremony here?"

When Esther heard this, she subconsciously glanced at the sparse woods nearby, but she didn't feel anything unusual: "Actually, it can be held anywhere. I just want to find a place where no one is around. What did you find?"

"No, I just think this place looks familiar."

"Come on, which corner of the mainland have you never been to? You also have an island of your own." Esther spread out the three candles, dipped her fingers in perfume, drew a circle of starburst symbols, and I prayed in my heart that this thing would really work.

It doesn't matter if it's useless, she still has some kind of more spiritual material to use to summon the spirit she wants to summon.

"So what are you going to do?" Crow asked.

"Taking the fast passage to the spirit world is much safer for me now. Even without the protection of Ouroleus, there is no danger of being directly crushed by the spirit world."

Esther put her hand on the candle, rubbed her index finger and thumb, and a clear flame immediately ignited from the top of the candle. She flicked her finger again, and a drop of red blood slowly floated away from her fingertip. Float into the flames.

Although it was only a very subtle adjustment, Esther still felt a bit of "deceiving the instructor". It was not simply about crossing the rules or changing the rules, but more like...

Esther was thinking carefully, but was quickly interrupted by the noisy voice: "Stop thinking, thinking is not suitable for you."

"Ha, you don't know what I'm thinking." Esther retorted and continued to arrange the ceremony.

The crow jumped around and circled on Esther's shoulder. When it looked at the position directly behind Esther, it paused for a few seconds, and then turned back as if nothing had happened.

"Okay, that's it..."

Esther lit two drops of blood again and put them into the flame on the candle. She glanced at the symbol representing herself in the middle with satisfaction, then took two steps back to make way for her.

She uses a language that is similar to the ancient Fusac language, but slightly different in details such as tones. If you want to break it down, this is the "lingua franca" of that era in the Third Age, and it is related to the occult. Extraordinarily tight.

"I, I call in my name...

"The ethnic group wandering at the gate of the underworld, the guide of the dead souls in the spiritual world, the white recorder of forgotten history, the free soul in the land of the immortal!"

The flames of the three candles turned pale in an instant, and they quickly expanded and swelled until they connected into a white mass of light. A crack was torn open in the spiritual world, revealing a huge bird palm made of pure bones. (End of chapter)