Pastor's Tantra

Sherlock frowned. Although he seemed to believe it in his heart, he still said arrogantly: "What are you dreaming about? Can you get the golden entry for two to three? You don't want to say that you were given by the Pillar God himself. Are you lucky?"

"Hey, I've really been blessed by the Pillar God."

Aiwass smiled proudly: "Let me show you - do you have a mirror?"

He really wanted to give it a try - after getting the golden entry, he had to practice, otherwise he would feel as if something was missing.

"Give."

Sherlock took out a small mirror from the ritual treasure bag on his waist and handed it to Aiwass.

He asked casually: "The ceremony hosted by the twin mirrors?"

"right."

"It's quite a pity that His Highness is not here."

Sherlock felt a little regretful: "She is very devout in her belief in the twin mirror."

"...I'm lucky she's not here." Aiwass complained.

Otherwise it would be too shameful.

No, I should say - otherwise she would be too dangerous.

"?" Sherlock looked at Aiwass suspiciously.

"I mean...this is a new moon ceremony after all."

"I always feel that you don't mean it."

At this moment, Aiwass raised the mirror and closed one eye according to the ritual knowledge given by the twin mirrors.

He saw three vague shadows in the mirror.

One is exactly like me, and the other is exactly like "Bayard".

The third one was a little girl about the same age as Sherlock.

Aiwass can reflect into any of these three forms at will.

...Three forms.

Aiwass's heart moved.

--so good?

He originally thought that he could only become the Moonchild version of himself, or simply become No. 14 - looking at the attitude of the twin mirror, she seemed to be very satisfied with Aiwass' performance.

The result is that there are three forms to choose from.

Transforming into the Moonchild version of himself should be the original effect of this ritual; and his ability to become Bayard should be due to the close contractual relationship between the Shadow Demon and himself.

As for No. 14... that can only be a gift from the twin mirror.

He probably thought like this - "It's good, let's have some more".

...but nothing else. If operated properly, it would simply be three more identities.

At least the identity of "Miss Aleister" seems to be solidified... Bayard can be used to play such a "bad woman".

So, if you meet the shrunk Sherlock for the first time, this identity is the most suitable——

So with sincere gratitude to the twin mirrors, Aiwass recited a prayer in a low voice:

"I pray for the twin mirrors! The God whose number is two, the God who has no eyes and no self, the God who is pure and flawless——"

"I am you..."

As the mirror surface revealed its glow, the Aiwass reflected in the mirror and the Aiwass outside the mirror were reversed.

Another voice overlapped with his: "You are me——"

It's like some kind of chaos has occurred in reality.

His shadow became real and his body became nothing.

There are no light effects or any transformation process. As if nothing had changed, and as if the Aiwass before was just an illusion - Aiwass had unknowingly turned into another person.

She has long black hair reaching her waist, a thin figure, and eyes as clear as emeralds. Probably about the same height as Sherlock in his current teenage form.

Her appearance is pure and lovely, but she has a magical mature charm. Just by looking into her eyes, you can tell that she is by no means an innocent girl of this age.

It is the fourteenth number in the form of the Moon Child.

She tilted her head slightly, looked at the stunned Sherlock, and smiled happily.

"——Are you surprised, Detective?"

The cold voice of No. 14 sounded: "How about you give me a name now?"

Different from the weak and vague tone when Aiwass played No. 14 in the dream, she now speaks clearly and has a standard Glass Island accent. She sounded like a proud and calm noble lady.

"...What kind of strange ability do you have?"

Sherlock was stunned for a long time, in disbelief: "Becoming another person? Or a woman... Is this also a golden characteristic?"

"certainly."

Aiwass said with a smile.

Then, the green pupils turned dangerous scarlet.

——At that moment, Sherlock was suddenly soaked in cold sweat as if he was being targeted by a predator, and he instinctively took a step back.

"...Dracula?"

He subconsciously uttered the strange word.

The next moment, Aiwass' whole body disintegrated into bats, and each black bat had scarlet eyes. They screamed and rushed towards Sherlock - Sherlock should have been able to remain calm originally, but since he saw those scarlet pupils, he couldn't help but shudder, and a strong sense of fear kept flooding into his heart, feeling that his brain They all became numb because of it.

The bat that came towards him made his legs weak and he almost fell to the ground.

At this moment, a hand appeared from behind him and supported Sherlock's body. Then he patted Sherlock's shoulder gently from above, asking him to stand firm.

"Stand still, Detective."

The voice suddenly changed back to male—to Aiwass's voice: "That's just a [fearful stare]."

But compared to Aiwass' usual gentle, polite, and clear tone, he has become deeper and more magnetic, with an unconcealable arrogance and a touch of madness.

Sherlock instantly resonates with the road.

Dark blue flames overflowed from his pupils for a moment, and he calmed down instantly.

But even so, the sweat on his head couldn't subside instantly.

Sherlock looked back with fear that had not completely subsided in his eyes. However, he discovered that the bats had gathered together again, and it was no longer the beautiful girl just now, but the usual blond-haired Aiwass.

At this moment Aiwass had walked to the window. With his back to Sherlock, he stood in front of the window wrapped in red window paper and showing the scarlet moonlight.

Aiwass turned his head slightly - when he looked back, his pupils were not the azure blue of the past, but the same dangerous scarlet.

He smiled, and a pair of fangs flashed on his lips.

"...Child of the Moon?"

Sherlock racked his brains and finally thought of this race that was just a legend in Avalon.

He was a little nervous: "Have you been transformed into a son of the moon?"

His first reaction was, if the minister became a child of the moon, would the entire Round Table Hall eventually be infected?

"How is it possible? I don't have the adaptability to the path of love."

Aiwass smiled and said in a calm and low voice: "The novel is just a novel. The children of the Moon in reality are not like the vampires in the novel who can increase their companions by just sucking blood."

This time Sherlock was confirmed - Aiwass in this form did have a deeper voice than usual.

"Your way of thinking has changed, do you realize that?"

Sherlock couldn't help but walked over and reminded him.

But at the next moment, his collar was suddenly picked up by Aiwass.

"Of course I know."

Aiwass, in the form of the Son of the Moon, carried little Sherlock and looked at him closely for a while with squinted eyes. Feeling the desire surging in his body like a tidal wave, he said softly: "I actually have the urge to suck blood... This form gives It's quite complete. And I should be able to really suck blood, but I haven't learned the Moon Child spell directly.

"...Ha, taste it carefully. This kind of impulse is nothing more than that. Those children of the moon are really useless, they can't even suppress this level of instinct."

He put Sherlock down gently, then raised his right hand and put it in front of his eyes.

His right hand turned into a scarlet dagger in the blink of an eye. It was as smooth as a mirror, and could even reflect Aiwass' cheerful face.

Then the dagger turned into his right hand again. He shook hands and confirmed the strong vitality and thick blood that were constantly gushing out from the depths of the body.

——Aside from breaking into pieces when touched and being unable to be harmed... I am basically getting a free part-time job as a third-level Moon Child.

The twin mirror is so generous.

Let’s worship tomorrow.

Having said that…

"It's almost time to change back."

Aiwass clicked his tongue and picked up the mirror. There is no nostalgia for the power of the Moon Child.

——What’s fake is fake, he can see it clearly.

But even if this form is fake... its power is real. What it can do is equally true.

Just like Aiwass himself.

Whether he himself is true or false, he is alive here. He can change the fate of many people, and reverse the fate of himself and the world together——

This is enough.

"——Thanks, twin mirror."

Aiwass picked up the small mirror and thanked him softly again.

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