Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

Esther kept staring behind Barnabas until he actually walked up the stairs to the fourth floor. Then Esther turned to Mateo: "I'm going to get the things I want you to help with divination first. Just wait for me. "

Mateo nodded: "What a strange person. Do you often deal with people like this?"

"Don't underestimate him. If he is looking for a mermaid, he is most likely preparing to be promoted to sequence five."

Vika nodded in a daze: "That's it..."

He was still distracted by the scene that just happened.

Before Esther walked into her guest room, she smiled at Mateo and said, "If you are really a strange person, you are one of them."

"Hello!"

A few minutes later, Esther held the flower bud and walked into the guest room where Vika stayed.

Vika was holding a few pieces of paper, sitting on the bed and leaning against the wall, reading the contents recorded on them. Mateo sat at the desk with a calm face, rubbing his parents' rings on his hand, and it was hard to tell what he was thinking.

Esther could steal the thoughts in his mind, but she didn't gossip to that extent. She could guess most of Mateo's hesitation and confusion even with just reasoning.

"Do you need anything to assist your divination? Ritual magic? Crystal ball or pendulum?"

Mateo picked up the hand-sized small mirror in front of him and showed it to Esther. The mirror was blocked by his arm just now: "I brought props."

"Asking the mirror is risky. Is your divination pointer reliable?"

"Well, I've done fortune-telling many times."

Mateo did not directly reach out to take the flower bud that Esther handed over: "Why do you just hold it like this? Isn't this thing an extraordinary material?"

"Yes, is there any problem?" Esther looked at her hand, "Don't worry, I have applied some force on it to suppress it. Try it first. If it affects the divination result, I will temporarily remove it."

"Put it on the table first."

Mateo maintained the necessary caution. Although the two had only interacted with each other for two days, he had already noticed that the mysterious lady opposite had a somewhat elusive way of thinking and was very different from ordinary people.

Mateo took off the black ring hanging around his neck, raised his hand and plucked out a piece of his hair, wrapped it around the ring, and then held it tightly in his palm.

Black eerie flames rose between his fingers and burned on his fists, but quickly extinguished after a few seconds.

There was a little bit of ash in Mateo's open palm, but it stayed stuck to the surface of his skin when he raised his arm, without falling off at all.

His left hand covered the bud, and his right hand stained with ashes pressed against the surface of the mirror, pressing the ring on it, and drew a symbol that Esther had never seen before on the ring.

Mateo repeated his question in a low voice in ancient Hermes: "The purpose of this bud, the purpose of this bud..."

A layer of black light swayed on the mirror and the ring at the same time. Among the ripples on the water, ancient Hermetic words gradually appeared on the mirror, but they seemed very scattered:

"Escape into the ground, druid, plant, transform into a tree..."

The following words gradually distorted, and then all the words turned into ripples together, sinking into the depths of the mirror and returning to calm.

Mateo raised his hands, twisted the ring, and carefully wiped off the ashes on it.

Esther touched her chin: "Druids sound weird."

Are there druids in this world? Is it the ability corresponding to a certain extraordinary sequence? Why do these magic potions or the names of extraordinary people often have the illusion of being out of touch with this era?

Most of them seem to have been passed down from the Third Age, and the ancient name of Silver City is even closer to the design style of the game profession...

"I think I've heard of it," Vika suddenly interjected, "It seems to be the name of a certain potion formula."

Esther and Mateo looked surprised: "Have you heard of it?"

Vika patted his chest: "Yes, after all, I have been to many places with the Axe. There are everyone in the sea, so it doesn't matter if you know this."

"I guess you don't know which path this is, or what sequence it is." Mateo pointedly exposed Vika's pride.

Esther nodded to Mateo: "Thank you for your help. At least I have some clues. Do you have any payment you need?"

Mateo didn't expect that Esther would take the initiative to propose this. After a moment of hesitation, he picked up the black ring and said, "Can you help me make the seal last longer?"

He really didn't want to hold his throat and talk every day anymore.

Esther half sighed and half smiled and said: "Don't worry, one suppression can last for about a week to ten days, and it won't lose its effect so quickly. Other than that?"

Mateo's expression changed: "Then tell me your name."

Esther was stunned, and her astonished expression made Mateo particularly satisfied. He felt as if he had broken the shell of Tyana and seen the juice inside flowing out.

Then Esther shook her head at him: "Before you read out my -"

She bit her tongue to stop the emotional words that flowed directly from her mind to her mouth.

But the more perceptive Mateo still noticed something special in Esther's words: "Yours? Do you want me to pronounce your honorary name?"

Esther tilted her mouth: "It's not entirely true. This is the experiment I want to do. I don't know if that honorable name will point to me."

Vika folded her arms and leaned against the bed with a look on her face as if she was watching a good show: "This is your deal. I thought it would be so complicated. You said it so mysteriously before."

Mateo gave Vika a mocking glare: "Aren't you afraid? I thought you should know this. Randomly chanting the honorary name will attract the attention of unknown beings."

"If she gave it to me, I don't care," Vika said easily, showing a completely casual attitude. "Because of her, I have already experienced enough horrible things, what else can be more Strange?"

Esther couldn't help but curl up her lips. Vika's "Buddhist" mentality quite coincided with the path Esther wanted him to take.

This made Esther gradually calm down. She raised her head and nodded to herself with her thumb: "Hamel Brook, are you satisfied now?"

A pseudonym, but the only one with "identification", which is not a conflict.

"Your actions are as arrogant as that Intis man." Mateo looked away, but Esther caught a glimpse of the contempt in his eyes.

"You actually saw that I was imitating his virtues." Esther sat on the empty single sofa next to her and found a sitting position where she could lean on the armrest comfortably, "But how did you know? Is he an Intis?"

The corners of Mateo's eyes twitched obviously: "Intuition."

"I didn't see anything too special about him. His Fusac language doesn't have much of an accent, and his appearance is closer to the people here." Esther carefully counted the performance of the black-haired man Barnabas. , that man left a very unique impression on her.

Vika seemed hesitant about this judgment: "I don't think he looks like an Intis person. If it is because his words and deeds are too arrogant, it is not impossible."

Esther suddenly remembered Banabei's sequence: "Yes, his route is organized in Intis..."

Vika was confused: "Then why did he run out alone?"

"In matters such as promotion, you should seek assistance from the organization you belong to, and then receive rewards after making contributions. This is generally the process within the church where my father worked." Mateo strung the black ring back together and hung it back on his neck. superior.

Esther understands this: "Yes, the Zhengshen Church is like this, and the secret organizations are actually similar. He went to Nas to find a mermaid in such a arrogant manner, and he was so boring that he bullied a gambler who cheated. It makes people feel very strange. .”

"Maybe I want to be promoted without telling others, just like what I would do." When Vika said this, he paused for two seconds in embarrassment, "But now I don't have to follow the 'Axe' anymore. There is no such thing." kind of trouble."

Mateo stared at Vika with a new look: "This is indeed a reasonable idea. You don't seem as stupid as you look?"

"I'm not stupid to begin with!" Vika retorted subconsciously, but she couldn't think of what words to use to counter Mateo.

Esther stood up from the single sofa and made a yawning gesture. She didn't feel sleepy at all. She just had to put the bud away and go back to the house to write a letter to Klein:

"You guys talk slowly, and I'll ask you to teach Vika more, Mateo."

Of course, Mateo agreed casually: "No problem, you can check his learning results at any time tomorrow."

"Anyway, it's not you who will be threatened then, right!?" Vika complained angrily, and then met Esther's disapproving gaze, "I know, I will work hard to learn, these simple knowledge say Maybe one day I’ll be able to save my life.”

"If you have this understanding, I will feel more at ease." Esther glanced towards the window, but did not see any obvious abnormalities.

She did not ignore the sensation she had just felt at that moment, and moved firmly towards the window. After pushing open the glass window, the cool wind immediately blew into the room from the outside, gently playing with the curtains.

Esther immediately found the source that attracted her, which was a gray moth. When she opened the window, she flapped her wings and wanted to fly into the room and hide behind the curtains.

This is unreasonable. According to the place where it originally stayed, the frightened insect should want to stay away from the window. Even if it takes advantage of the wind, it should fly directly into the house.

Esther frowned and grabbed the moth, and the moth was pinched between her index finger and thumb. After shaking hard twice, the moth suddenly lowered its wings and stopped struggling completely.

Esther threw the moth's body out of the window and closed the window tightly again.

"What's wrong?" Mateo noticed Esther's expression was strange and asked.

"Nothing, just a little bug." Esther grabbed the flower bud on the table and walked to the door of the room, "I'm going back to the house first."

After the door closed, Mateo also walked to the window and stood where Esther opened the window just now, but he didn't notice anything was wrong.