Night Crow Master

Looking at Promi with a flattering smile in front of him, Yate felt that there was not much morality left in this guy, and he was still a little moral when he first met.

Promi looked at his master warily.

The owner instructed himself to read the memory, but he did not do it.

Those two souls were directly shattered inexplicably, it didn't know what was going on!

Wrong!

It wanted to yell so much, but the owner didn't change at all, I don't know why the scary face made it swallow the words back.

"It's terrible?" Yate couldn't help but touched his face, and then he suddenly remembered that he hadn't dispelled the horrible spell.

Consciousness swept through the [Scary and Terrible] spell sequence, and he took out one thing.

Mimic mask.

After four hours of recovery and rest, including two hours of deep meditation, 90% of the spiritual and psychic energy have been restored.

Injecting spiritual power into it, Yate stared at the mask, constantly filling it with spiritual power, and fine-tuned his face. Soon, a face that was completely different from Yate's current face was outlined.

The same has a high nose and deep eyes, but the outline of the facial features is different, and it looks more mature and mature than the Kia, only the eyes look the same as before.

It's like a middle-aged man in his forties.

He put the mask on his face, the mask was directly attached to the face, the mask was set on the face, and the color began to change continuously, and finally it was close to Yate's skin tone.

It's thin and cool, it feels like a mask.

"Mimicking mask?" Promi was a little puzzled. Of course, he knew the origin of this mask. It was an item made by the necromancer who was killed by himself, and he didn't know why the owner did it.

The next moment, it saw that the other party took out a few more familiar things--

Grey lizard bone rod, negative energy robe.

"My name is Shaq, a great necromancer." Yat put on this equipment, raised his brows, and said to Promi, "Are you right? My Mr. Jackfruit?"

jackfruit? what is that? The name of the fruit?

Promi was taken aback, and then hurriedly said: "Yes! Great Lord Shaq! You are a great necromancer! Your faithful servant jackfruit obeys your instructions!"

It lifted its right wing high, a bit cute in the comic.

But knowing this guy's values ​​that he doesn't take living people seriously, and the various methods of digging out the corpse and playing with the corpse, Yate wouldn't find it cute at all.

"Okay, jackfruit, I think you need a suitable outfit, not a crow look." Yate said aloud.

He also understands that he will be inseparable from the crow in the future. One day in the future, if he is not dead, the crow will also become one of his signs. He needs to avoid this when doing bad things.

Moreover, he had just traded with Baron Susha, and also used the crow to exchange items.

After speaking, Yate knocked the gray lizard bone stick in his hand.

Promy, which is bound in the form of a crow, will be forcibly changed into the posture of a crow when using the phantom corpse. A similar situation will occur when attached to other corpses. The corpse will be deformed to a certain extent, making the corpse look Like a crow.

But unlike the Mimicry that can move after changing its form, other corpses are attached to Promi, and various bones are misaligned, making the body unable to move.

But other items and equipment that are not animal carcasses will not cause such problems.

He tried to get Promi attached to boards, dry trees, and other substances, and came to this conclusion.

I don't know what the mechanism is.

Seeing Yate's gesture, Promi flew to the gray lizard bone rod with a bitter expression.

It actually doesn't like to stay in things, because staying inside will give you a feeling of being "home", a very comfortable feeling.

However, it is this feeling that it does not like.

This inexplicable innate feeling makes it disgust.

It prefers to stay in a corpse that makes it not so comfortable.

Yate just glanced at it, and then said faintly: "You don't have to reject it. If you behave well enough, I will tell you... your origin."

Hearing these words, Promi's eyes widened at once. It looked at Yate in disbelief:

"Master, do you really know my origin!?"

"What did you say?" Yate didn't answer any more, just raised the gray lizard bone stick in his hand.

After biting a non-existent tooth, Promi rushed directly into the gray lizard bone stick.

And Yate also heard its voice: "It's so comfortable...No, it's annoying...but it's so comfortable..."

Raising his brows slightly, Yate leaned on the gray lizard bone stick, glanced at the Phantom Bird Kiss in the inventory, and walked out of the hunter's cabin.

It's just... the sky is already bright at this time. It is not a wise choice to look for things in broad daylight. Wait two more hours.

The weather today is gloomy and it seems to be snowing again.

Putting the gray lizard bone stick aside, Yate began to meditate again.

...

In the small town of Susha, a black crow squatting on the roof blinked.

It flew into a businessman's house.

This is a huge mansion, although it is much smaller than the baron’s castle, but for most commoners, this house is already the size of several houses combined.

Among the servants, a man who didn't look very good was cursing in a low voice, linking his master's name with the vocabulary of various livestock and genital organs.

Today, he saw that the gentle, kind and lovely Pei Na, the woman he had always loved, was carried into the room by the potbellied businessman.

He gritted his teeth viciously, and chopped the kitchen knife in his hand on the frozen piece of meat.

The blade of the kitchen knife slashed on the meat, but he could not cut the meat in half as he wanted. Instead, his palm, because he did not grasp the handle of the kitchen knife in the usual way, was shocked by this backlash. pain.

"Bitch! Bastard! Pig!" He let go of the knife, and while hissing air-conditioning, he gently rubbed his palms. He didn't dare to use too much force, or his hands would hurt even more and even a piece of meat would be rubbed off. Come.

Constantly cursing in a low voice, he looked out the window, and the snow began to fall again.

At this moment, he seemed to see a black shadow falling in front of the window.

He frowned and walked over.

Then he found that a crow had fallen in front of the window.

"Damn it! Annoying crow!" the valet cursed, whether the crow is able to avoid bad luck, portend bad luck, or bring bad luck, to ordinary people, the crow is unknown.

He glared at the crow, then took the knife, hid the knife behind him, and casually grabbed some food scraps, ready to give the **** crow a knife.

These cunning crows will approach people and leave after they get food. Before, they just added a little iron filings to the food. Today he is not so kind...

He smiled and was about to open the window, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a light flash in the crow's eyes.

At the next moment, he suddenly felt that this crow was so beautiful and friendly...

Why do I have the idea of ​​hurting it?

It's really unreasonable.

He secretly cursed that he was so stupid, put down the kitchen knife, smiled and opened the window.

The crow flew in, and accompanied by the black figure, there was also a bitter cold wind.

He couldn't help shivering, and immediately closed the window.

Then he turned his head with a smile and looked at the crow.

The crow stood on the shelf next to him, looking at him with his head tilted, his paws pulled, and he wrote Allen.

"Gem?" He said with some confusion, "That **** meat ball seems to hide things in the bedroom..."

Wait a minute, why can the crow write?

A sense of disharmony came, and he couldn't help but stare, but when he looked at the crow again, he felt a strong sense of fatigue.

Then he sat down and fell asleep with his back against the kitchen counter in the cold temperature.

Charm human beings and feel tranquility.

The crow uses these two spells.

After getting the information, the crow ignored the man, and flew from the opened kitchen to the rest of the house.

At this moment, in the businessman's room, the businessman was lying on the bed, covered with a quilt, with a thoughtful expression, like a thinker, a woman who didn't know how she looked was lying beside him.

"It's really boring... this kind of thing..." the businessman thought, looking at the smooth shoulders of the woman next to him, "what stupid pigs make money from, more than this kind of thing interesting."

"Beautiful gems, much better than these women."

Bright colors, crystal texture, brilliant luster, hard and durable.

"Speaking of, can gems be made into that shape?" The businessman looked at his lower body covered by the bedding. Not to mention those young girls, those slightly older women would like this kind of product.

Made with gems!

What a luxury! It's also very suitable for those noble upper classes, isn't it?

The businessman was excited for his sudden inspiration.

If such an idea is successful, he can make a fortune, and the ladies of Durard County will love such products.

Thinking of this, he lifted the quilt, ignoring that the woman next to him had exposed her body to the air, and walked directly off the bed and put on the clothes.

Behind him, because of the sudden chill, the woman was awakened from exhaustion. She rubbed her eyes tiredly, looked at the big fat man who was wearing clothes, and said with some doubt: "Master?"

"Don't get up yet and dress me!?" His voice was raised.

The woman was aggrieved, but didn't dare to complain, she walked directly behind him naked and trembling to help him put on his clothes.

Then, under the cold gaze of the other party, he put on his clothes and walked out of the room aggrievedly.

"Oh, woman." He patted his bloated stomach, walked to the door and locked the door, but he didn't notice that a crow was standing in the shadow in the corner.