Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

When people don't think about it, it's always easy to do things that are difficult to escape from - for example, right now, Klein knew in his heart that the best way for him to deal with it was not to respond to Esther's words.

But he couldn't help it.

The only thing that made Klein feel better was that he was not the only one who felt embarrassed. From the silence in the light ball, he could almost imagine Esther's face full of embarrassment, grabbing her hair and not knowing how to speak.

Klein still remembered the last conversation here, but whenever he recalled the situation that day, he felt that there were many doubts, including Gray Mist's subsequent reaction when Esther left in a hurry.

He held the ball of light and glanced at the seat where the "lover" once sat - no, this seat now also belongs to her. The declaration of the "Fool" to the rest of the Tarot Society is more of a reminder to them of the possibilities in life. Amon appeared alert.

Klein never thought about letting his "lover" quit. He had even wondered whether to contact Esther, but he never expected that Esther would take the initiative to contact him in this way.

Alas, it’s Esther’s style to be unexpected...

Sighing silently, Klein decided to break the silence first: "So, what do you want? Miss Lover?"

This title made Esther's chaotic thoughts choke in her throat. She squatted in the thick gray fog, enduring the uncomfortable buzzing in her mind while trying to sort out her words:

"Well, that's it, are Norns still there with you?"

This question also surprised Klein. He was stunned for a few seconds before answering: "Yes."

Perhaps because she could tell that Klein's tone was indifferent, Esther's voice of explanation immediately became a lot more nervous: "I didn't intend to take it away. I'm in a very far place now, so it's impossible to pick it up. There are still people around me. There is a more troublesome one..."

As she spoke, her voice dropped, and Esther didn't know why she was nervous: "These are not the important points. What I want to say is, be careful about it."

This sentence made Klein feel very uncomfortable. At least in the current situation, he even preferred Norns in his heart, but he did not realize this.

But this attitude is still hidden behind Klein's reply:

"Watch out for it, or who is it?"

who is it? Of course, this includes Amon, and Esther, who once played a parting game with "The Fool" - she knows it all too well.

Guilt and apologies began to emerge. At this time, Esther felt that her idea of ​​trying to contact Klein was too reckless. She even suspected that she was affected by the "Key of Light", which caused her unclear mind and did such a thing. Superfluous things.

Klein is always very cautious, and only when he becomes the "Lord of Mysteries" can he gain true freedom, which is why he will not be harmed.

Esther knew that her worries were unnecessary, but she couldn't help but contact the "Fool" to let him know where the danger came from.

On the other hand, Klein has no intention of distinguishing whether the person he is communicating with now is Li Xing or Zoya. At least he was more willing to believe that it was Li Xing who gave such a reminder. She hoped that he could avoid some kind of hidden danger.

Esther was silent for a long time, and then Klein realized that his tone just now was very cold, even vaguely thorny. He took the initiative to speak again: "I know that Norns has mastered a strange way of communication, but apart from me , it seems that everyone can understand it.”

"This is what I'm going to tell you. Is where you are now absolutely safe?"

Klein glanced around in confusion, but before he could answer, Esther had already continued on her own: "No, you must be safe now, even if you know about this..."

After a pause, Esther's serious voice came from the light ball in Klein's hand: "The real danger is the threat from outside the starry sky, and Norns, its closer consciousness, originally belongs to outside the starry sky. strength--"

A strong buzzing sound covered Esther's voice, making her subsequent words increasingly blurry. Klein did not rush to interrupt her, but tried hard to distinguish the intermittent words:

"The...prophecies of the end are...true...the weavers of destiny..."

A harsh scratching sound came from the ball of light in his hand, and several cracks burst open instantly. The gray mist rolled up on its own before Klein issued the instruction, wrapping the ball in his hand layer by layer, quickly repairing the damaged seal. gap.

Until the gray mist dissipated to the side and meekly returned to its original place of flow, Klein glanced at the gray mist hiding the pile of debris, turned his head again, and stared quietly at the ball of light in his hand. It didn't react at all. The chaotic flow of light spots was slower than before.

Klein took a deep breath and began to repeat the key words he heard before:

"The threat of doomsday comes from the stars, and Norns, no, you are—"

The buzzing sounded again, and the light points converged towards the center, forming a messy and tangled ball of wool. In the middle of the ball of yarn, a white multi-faceted crystal emerged. It rotated gently, refracting a gray vertical line, like an eyeball. Keep an eye on Klein.

This interrupts the name that follows.

The figure wearing a half-high silk top hat immediately felt a great sense of oppression. The dull expression was only revealed for a moment, and then turned into a burst of mist like a bubble and dissipated on the high-backed bronze chair.

The ball of light did not fall downwards due to loss of support. Instead, it slowly rose upwards. The crystal inside, which was entangled with tiny rays of light, rotated again. This time, it refracted more dark gray vertical lines, which emerged on the smooth section. Above, it looks like several pupils opening at the same time.

But it doesn't capture the spirit that is supposed to reunite in the chair.

"Since you don't like that name..."

Klein's voice echoed on the long table. He seemed to be everywhere, but not at all within the capture range of the light.

However, after more than ten seconds, the crystal core of the light ball began to split, was crushed between the silver threads, and turned into tiny light flakes, which soon returned to dots of light - at least in its original harmless state.

"What should I call you?"

The gray mist flowed, and the sound coming out this time was much clearer. A figure loomed behind the mist, and the eyes under the top hat were calm, as if he had expected this scene.

Klein used gray mist to shape the marionette in advance and hid in the gray mist. When his spirituality warned him of the change in the light ball, he had already swapped the positions of himself and the marionette to avoid the danger of being directly impacted by the spirit body.

"We don't have a name."

Esther's voice came from the light ball, but Klein was sure that this was not the fellow villager he knew.

"Do you have a special name?"

"If you read it here, it might attract our attention."

Klein paused for a moment: "This place should be able to isolate people from such gazes."

"You are not yet capable of blocking our gaze." The light ball's answer was very dry and without any fluctuation.

This made Klein sigh again. He walked out of the gray fog, as if shaking off the layer of snow draped on his shoulders: "Promotion..."