Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

Mary watched as Mateo walked off the "Clover" carrying a suitcase, and watched as the young man's back turned into a thin needle and penetrated the narrow path behind the dock, leaving her sight.

The hull of the "Clover" shook violently, and Mary finally came back to her senses from her melancholy. For some reason, she saw Mateo overreacting to the note, and now he resolutely carried it with him. As her luggage got off the boat, she had a bad feeling.

Although Mary is an extraordinary person in the "lawyer" path, she has a captain who believes deeply in destiny and sails on a ship characterized by good and bad luck. Even if she does not specialize in abundant spirituality, she still will not Miss any subtle intuition.

And the vibration just now was very strange, so I used it as an excuse to go to the captain's cabin and ask if there was anything abnormal about it.

Mary quickly knocked on the closed door of the captain's cabin, but when she turned the doorknob, she found that the room was locked from the inside.

Mary punched the door of the captain's room twice more hard: "Captain? Captain Aaron! You are in there!"

There was the sound of something being knocked down, and a strange cry of pain, but there was still no response to Mary's knock on the door.

"Don't hide in there and keep silent, I know you are in the house!" The exhaustion from a busy night poured a handful of hot oil on Mary's irritable temper. She banged on the door and shouted, "I just opened the door." The money bag was sent to Mateo, but he—"

The door suddenly opened a crack, and the hinges connected to the ship's hull made an extremely harsh friction sound. Mary was startled, and her last punch simply landed directly on the head that suddenly popped out - but she was caught by the opponent's quickness. The ground flashed past.

Aaron's face was wrapped in bandages, covering not only the wound on his head, but now also his eyes. When Mary got the money bag a few minutes ago, she had never seen Aaron in such a posture of facing an enemy, and she didn't understand why he was so crazy here.

"Matteo is gone?"

"Well, he saw a note in the purse and got off the boat in a hurry, as if he was afraid of something happening."

Aaron breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand to fumble twice, and pushed the bandage aside. Then he opened the door to the captain's cabin: "Anyway, he is really gone... Come in and talk."

With a "bang", the door closed heavily behind Mary. She looked around the captain's room strangely, and stayed for two seconds on the central crystal ball that controlled the "Clover". She found no one in the room. Nothing unusual, except the pungent smell of incense essential oils.

Mary then turned to Aaron: "You have been avoiding Mateo these days. What did you see in him?"

"Am I acting obvious?" Aaron scratched the area covered by the bandage, and the wound underneath felt a little itchy.

"No, because you are usually very unreliable, and we are all used to it." Mary said calmly, "It's just that your nervousness just now reminds me of various situations in the past few days. It's better to go back from the results to the causes than simply to The guesswork should be simple.”

Aaron walked to his desk, took out a rag from somewhere, and wiped away a piece of fragrant wine, with small pieces of glass beside it.

After Mary walked to the table, she noticed that most of the things on the table had been cleared away, leaving only a pile of bottles and jars, with extinguished candles and burned ashes placed in the middle: "You were just there. hold a ceremony?"

"Ah, I've been doing this these days, and I've dreamed of some very scary scenes..." Aaron frowned and sat back in his chair with a gloomy face.

Mary's bad premonition was getting stronger and stronger: "What kind of ceremony is it?"

Although he still held the rag in his hand, Aaron seemed not to remember to put it down at all: "I was just... praying to a hidden existence."

"Wait, tell me clearly, who are you praying to? It's Thomas who can hear the murmurs of the 'Hidden Sage', not you! Please wake up, aren't you being bewitched by something? "

Mary rushed in front of Aaron, grabbed his collar and started shaking him, almost dragging the haggard-looking Aaron to the ground.

"Barbarian" is the eighth sequence of the "Lawyer" path, and the enhancement in strength cannot be underestimated. Aaron did not make any movement to struggle, but he just felt that the situation that was giving him a headache at the moment was very familiar. Thomas seemed to have led Mary to bad things again. Already...

Aaron was very lucky. There was a knock on the door, which interrupted Mary's rude questioning. She threw the undignified captain back on the chair and walked to open the door menacingly.

As Mary walked, she shouted loudly: "I can't control you, but I'm going to tell Thomas and Mr. Alexander! You dare to pray to an unknown existence, are you really desperate for your life?"

Aaron subconsciously wanted to cover his face with his hands, but he smelled the smell of alcohol on the rag. He quickly threw the wet rag aside: "No, calm down first, I came here because of some strong premonition. Do this, and this matter——"

"You don't need to explain, your actions are irresponsible to the crew of the Clover!" Mary interrupted Aaron angrily, and then opened the door.

Standing outside the door were a serious-looking Alexander and a laughing Thomas. However, under Mary's knife-like eyes, Thomas quickly stopped smiling: "Sorry, I couldn't hold it back when I heard the noise inside."

Mary held her breath in her chest and slapped the door frame hard: "Then you also heard it, right? Aaron actually prayed to an unknown existence——"

Alexander adjusted the heavy lenses on the bridge of his nose: "I asked him to divine this matter."

As soon as these words came out, Mary felt that her throat was almost pinched. She stammered for two seconds, and then shook her head vigorously: "This is a very dangerous move, I cannot accept it-"

Thomas patted Alexander on the shoulder, took half a step forward, and motioned Mary to follow the two of them into the captain's cabin again: "This is also what we have to deal with now, Mary. The Clover, our familiar old friend, this princess …”

When Thomas' voice lowered, Alexander continued without hesitation: "It will be destroyed in a month and a half."

Mary, who had always been angry, slumped her shoulders. Her eyes, which had completely calmed down, glanced back and forth at several elders she trusted, and finally landed on Aaron's wry smile.

Mary always felt as if she had once again returned to the day when she lost news of her parents forever, and then she was just like that young child back then - unable to do anything, not understanding anything, and being hidden behind benign lies by everyone.

There was no hysteria or emotional outburst as expected. Thomas and Alexander looked at each other and watched Mary walk back to Aaron who was sitting behind the desk.

Mary stood in front of the desk, looking at the captain who always gave the crew a headache and was not very respected, but was still recognized by everyone and had never made any wrong decisions.

Her voice was calm, just like her eyes that were completely detached from emotion: "At least, I want to know why. Everyone on this ship has the right to know."

"Because this is an appointment that belongs to 'fate', I have tried it, and there is no other possibility. I know it may be difficult for you to understand. You can treat it as an inevitable disaster on the road, and Princess, this ship..."

Aaron's voice also showed a bit of depression: "To be honest, Mary, no one hopes that the 'Clover' will be intact more than me. I really hope that I can survive this disaster safely. If not, Then I will let her pursue that terrible fate."

He stood up from the chair, walked towards the crystal ball mounted on the wall, and looked at the silver thread spinning inside with a very affectionate look: "No one understands her better than me."

"You're so disgusting now."

Thomas's interruption eliminated the solemn and solemn atmosphere in the scene. He stepped forward and patted Mary on the shoulder: "So we have decided to let everyone change ships in Olavi and go to Baia in batches. Mum, I’ll stay there for a while, but I haven’t had time to inform you yet.”

Mary lowered her head dejectedly, but her attention was attracted by something under the table. She leaned over to pick it up, and found that it was a very ordinary notebook. The neat and elegant fonts on it were very familiar, reminding Mary of the first time she stepped into it. If you want to ask the captain's room:

"But what about Mateo? What's wrong with him?"

Alexander recognized what Mary picked up: "Is that Mateo's diary? Did you hold a prayer ceremony directly behind our backs?"

Aaron was still stroking the crystal ball embedded in the hull, but his expression looked guilty no matter how you looked at it: "I followed the revelation of fate and tried many times, but there was no response..."

Thomas, who has been exposed to the murmurs of secret beings all year round, couldn't help but sneer: "Ha, I'm glad I didn't see you explode directly in the cabin."

"If Aaron really explodes, no one on this ship will survive. After all, he is already a demigod." Alexander calmly concluded that no one wanted to listen.

Aaron glanced at the hesitant Mary, who was still staring at the notebook in her hand, which forced Aaron to say: "There is an ominous shadow on Matteo, if he continues to stay on the 'Clover' , that omen of death will inevitably come true. But I saw his turning point, and there was an opportunity in Olavi Island to lead him to the path of life, so I gave him a little reminder."

"...It's really uncomfortable to hear you say that."

Mary muttered quietly, because in her heart, she knew very well that the omens Aaron "peeped" never failed.

After Alexander opened his palm, Mary had to hand over Mateo's diary, but she still asked without giving up: "Is there really no other way?"

Aaron smiled and patted the crystal ball next to him: "When the disaster strikes, maybe there will be a turn for the better... You have to know that a four-leaf clover is one of the lucky ones in a million."

After a pause, he put away the smile on his face: "But I can't let you take such risks with me. Don't worry, if I am destined to die, fate will not let me go, and it will definitely not be this time."