Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

Mrs. Romano brought towels and bathrobes, and complained to Esther again, but Esther could clearly see her sharp-tongued nature.

It was a quiet night, and when the faint light from the horizon just peeked out, Esther immediately woke up. There was the sound of wings flapping outside the window, but when she ran to open the window, there were several small skylarks falling outside the window edge. They were tilting their heads and making clear and melodious chirps, looking over curiously.

Esther rubbed some crumbled bread from last night's sandwich and sprinkled it on the window sill. Then she stepped back and watched the petite birds pecking. She went to the bathroom to clean up briefly, then She was going to try her luck in a nearby neighborhood - she had always been incredibly lucky. Could it be that the good luck of "all her wishes coming true" could also be considered some kind of extraordinary power?

Esther thought about it carefully and felt that it was not impossible. The light spots in her mind were really wonderful.

When Esther stepped out of the apartment, Mrs. Romano was standing in front of No. 7 Lily of the Valley, watering the flowers. She waved Esther over.

"Good morning, Mrs. Romano."

Mrs. Romano was still wearing the floor-length dress, with exaggerated hairpins all over her hair, and a pink woven blanket wrapped around her body, not caring about the mud on the edges. She was holding a watering can in each hand, taking good care of each flower pot and square flower bed: "How was your rest last night? You got up really early, at least you're not a lazy person. Plants get up early. Miss!"

Although she felt it was a bit outrageous to compare humans with plants in this regard, Esther still laughed: "Plants always have many qualities worth learning from. Is there anything wrong with you calling me?"

"Do you have anything you like? I will plant some flowers and plants here. Whenever a new customer moves in, I will plant something."

"So that when they see these plants, they will feel happy and have a sense of belonging?"

When Mrs. Romano lifted the watering can on her hand, the string of water drops broke. She glared at Esther angrily: "What are you talking about!? Old people ask questions and they need to know the answers!"

Esther nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay. When it comes to favorite plants, I prefer sunflowers."

"Well, I understand."

Esther stood there, but Mrs. Romano didn't look at her again and started to turn the soil for the flowerpot. After a few seconds, Esther hesitated and said, "Is there anything else?"

Mrs. Romano raised her eyebrows and glanced at her: "Why are you still here? Go ahead and do what you have to do! I won't water you!"

Mrs. Romano, you are so awkward! Esther muttered something in her mind and immediately walked to the other end of the street. In addition to checking out what job vacancies there are, Esther will also go to Rose Street to look for them. She also has something to ask Father Utravsky.

There were too many strange things behind this apartment. Before she could figure it out, Esther decided to keep a distance for the time being, so as not to get involved in the Extraordinary incident again. If it is discovered that half of this apartment where the Church of Steam and Machinery supports poor students is occupied by extraordinary people, then this place will be a time bomb that may be detonated at any time...

At least you have to ask what rank Mrs. Romano is. If she encounters a crisis that she cannot handle, it will be difficult for Esther not to help, and the result will naturally be exposed.

There are always not many pedestrians on Rose Flower Street, and the Harvest Church is still so deserted that no one can be seen. In the Kingdom of Loen, where the Goddess of Night, the Lord of Storms, and the God of Steam and Machinery are the most popular, there are very few believers in other churches. Even if they were given permission to preach, few would be willing to abandon the gods they previously believed in.

Father Utravsky still has such a peaceful face. He is sitting in the first row of the prayer hall, with the fingers of his hands clasped together and placed in front of his mouth and nose. The cloudy fluctuations in his eyes even look much calmer than yesterday. : "Good morning, Esther, are you touched by the mercy of the Mother Goddess?"

"Uh... Good morning, Father Utravsky. I wanted to ask about the apartment on Lily of the Valley Street."

Father Utravsky showed a slightly surprised look: "Didn't Ms. Romano allow you to stay?"

Esther waved her hands quickly: "No, she is a very enthusiastic and good person, although she is a bit impatient. She rented a room to me at a very low price. But the other residents in that apartment are a bit strange. I am very curious about Mrs. Romano Are you also an extraordinary person?"

"She is the former bishop of the Harvest Church. I remember she was the 'Harvest Priest' of the 'Mother' pathway. Due to personal wishes, she was unwilling to be promoted in middle age and has always stayed at Sequence Seven."

In this era, Sequence 7 is more inclined to the old saying "If you don't succeed at high level, you won't get low at low level". Being promoted to this level shows that Mrs. Romano is talented. Esther went on to ask, "Why didn't she seek further?"

"Because of some family matters." Father Utravsky stopped Esther's curiosity with one sentence.

"Actually, I encountered something last night. Are there other Beyonders in this apartment? It's not convenient for me to ask Mrs. Romano directly." Mainly because it was not convenient to go to her and get scolded, Esther silently complained. , Mrs. Romano’s attitude was really too fierce.

"As far as I know, in addition to Ms. Romano and you, there are at least two Beyonders. If there are more people, I don't know who they are."

Esther felt that her old secret had been exposed again: "Do you know that I am an extraordinary person? Did I show anything strange?"

Father Utravsky shook his head: "I cannot confirm it until you give me your blessing."

Esther was silent for two seconds. It seemed that she should stop talking nonsense in the future. She didn't expect that just blessing others with a few words would threaten to reveal her true identity. It’s unlikely that one day she’ll say “I’m so happy” and she’ll be really unlucky...

"Thank you for telling me, I never knew that before."

Utravsky looked up at the Holy Emblem of Life at the front of the church. His eyes were full of warmth and piety, which was completely opposite to the tall, strong and powerful body: "If it weren't for the favor of the Mother Goddess, I wouldn't be able to notice it. That’s it.”

Esther nodded silently, said goodbye to Father Utravsky, and quickly left the church, determined not to come here in the future. Although she was very grateful for Father Utravsky's assistance, Esther really didn't want to be associated with anyone favored by God. Putting herself under the eyes of the true God was a big deal for her who had a bright spot hidden in her body. The most dangerous thing!

She subconsciously touched the silver Holy Emblem of Night in her arms. Xiao Qi and Xiao Wu had asked her to throw this thing away. Esther also knew that she should not carry anything from the Church of Night with her anymore, but she was reluctant to part with it. .

Destined to be separated from everyone, she always wanted to grab something from her past life.

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Before Norn Murphy went to Esperi Public Junior School in the East End to start his new day of teaching, he first stepped into a dingy iron room near the school.

This iron house is no different from other similarly cheap bungalows nearby, except that its door panel is completely painted red, without caring about the wasted paint money. This is already an extremely luxurious behavior for the residents who live a difficult life in the East End. But people in the East District are too busy running for their lives, and no one has the time to care about how others live. If they don't earn enough wages, no one will give them a house to shelter them from wind and rain.

Crime has become the most frequent shortcut, and it is easier for gods to take advantage of false promises.

Noen knocked on the door, and soon three short and one long coughs came from inside, so he lowered his voice: "The Lord is with the world, and the Lamb is in the crowd. Believe in the Lord forever."

The friction of the latch came from behind the red door, and then it opened, revealing a middle-aged man with pale sideburns and tattered work clothes behind him. The long-term tiring life in the dock area has caused the middle-aged man to have more wrinkles on his face than those in his sixties. He stepped aside to let Noen enter the house, then quickly closed the door and locked it: "You always come here like this Morning, Norn."

It was dark inside the door, all the windows were nailed shut with iron sheets, and only a few rays of sunlight got through the edges of the top of the wall. The only light source in the room was the red candle on the table. Except for a table and a dozen benches stacked in the corner, and two storage shelves with rickety cabinet doors, there was no extra furniture in the room. In addition, there is a curtain with a red inverted cross printed on it, which barely separates it from the room next door. Everything in the room is surprisingly clean, and the middle-aged man still has a wet cloth in his hand. The curtain looked like it had been torn from something and he was using it as a rag.

Noen raised his hand and made an inverted cross shape on his heart. He still had that elegant and charming smile on his face, with sincere eyes: "My apartment is not convenient for prayer, and I don't want to waver in my faith in the Lord because of this." Pious.”

"This is as it should be. You have to know that Mr. A is very optimistic about you." The middle-aged man's face was filled with crazy enthusiasm, his pupils dilated with excitement, and his adoring eyes showed a little blood red under the candlelight. bright colors.

"Did Mr. A come here two days ago?" Noen looked a little nervous.

The middle-aged man shook his head: "He just sent someone to deliver a message to me. It seems that the power of the Lord appeared briefly in Tingen. Let us be vigilant and pay attention to anyone coming from Tingen."

"I'm from Tingen, but there are too many floating people in the East District," Norn licked his lips and sighed softly, "Even if the task is difficult, we should do our best to listen to the gospel of the Lord."

The middle-aged man also made an inverted cross on his heart: "I questioned your devotion to the Lord before, but now it seems that Mr. A has seen through us a long time ago, and nothing can be hidden from the Lord's eyes. You should be able to go further." Far away. Go quickly, after morning prayers you still have to teach the young lambs."

Noen smiled and opened the curtain leading to the compartment: "May the Lord be with you and me, and with all sentient beings everywhere."

The compartment is darker than the outside. If someone who is not familiar with the layout of this place comes in, it may take a few seconds to adapt to the environment before he can barely see what is here:

The simple but spotless shrine is placed in the deepest part of the small half room. An inverted cross is enshrined on it, and a one-eyed man hanging from his head and feet. The overall sculpture is no longer than an adult male's arm, but its material seems to be made of dark red organs. The body of the hanging man is covered with dense and slightly convex blood vessels, and there is continuous circulation of blood flowing slowly inside.

Noen knelt and sat under the shrine, lowered his head and closed his eyes tightly, softly chanting the name of the Lord he believed in. While endless crazy murmurs poured into Norn's mind, the evil sculpture suddenly opened its closed eyes.

A slightly clearer name gradually condensed on the tip of Norn's tongue. It was not until the end of the prayer that Norn, who was covered in cold sweat and his eyes were bloodshot due to pain, had time to clearly pronounce the name called by the Lord:

"Zoya?"

Second update.