Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

Because the little bug refused to accompany Esther in boring human pastimes like playing cards, she was so bored that she lay down on the bed and began to take a nap.

But not long after, Esther woke up screaming with a burning pain. She patted her clothes in a panic, but found that nothing happened. The blazing heat that seemed to be burned after entering the flames of the sun was just an illusion in her dream. Her whole body was fine. There was no flame in the hotel, and even the candles had been burned out.

what the hell! ?

Esther sat on the bed in a daze, trying to recall the very short dream just now. She seemed to be standing in front of someone, and she was shattered after enduring an explosion of golden fire. That person was probably not saved? What kind of guy is seeking death?

The power filled in the blazing fire made Esther feel as good as a goddess. Who would have enough time to seduce the gods? Don't die!

There was a rapid knock on the door: Esther? What's wrong!? Are you okay!

Esther hurriedly opened the door and saw Dunn's wary face outside the door, which made her smile sheepishly: No, I seem to have had a nightmare...

Dunn looked around the room and found that only the bed was messy and there was nothing suspicious. He knew that Esther was probably telling the truth: It's okay. If you're scared...

Dunn originally wanted to say that he and Fry were next door, but it was late at night and there were no other female team members, so it was very inconvenient for Esther to go there. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

I'll just light the candle. Esther immediately answered, not letting the captain continue to freeze there in embarrassment.

Call me anytime if you need anything. Dunn nodded and went back to his room.

This little episode didn't cause any more disturbances. Apart from Esther complaining a lot in her heart, she couldn't figure out who could be so reckless and foolishly indulge in the anger at the level of a true god.

This time, Esther's sleep lasted until the next morning. At six o'clock, Dunn came over and knocked on Esther's door, asking her to go downstairs to have some breakfast.

At seven o'clock, Klein, who got up early in the morning for his second rotation, returned to the hotel and handed the 3-0782 mutated Holy Emblem of the Sun to Esther. It took more than two hours for the four of them to return to Zotland Street. No. 36.

After Esther and Dunn sent several sealed artifacts into Chanis' door, she returned to the room at Dunn's suggestion. She rubbed her eyes and did not object, because as soon as she stepped into Chanis' door, her sleepiness returned. One surge came up.

Good night, Captain. Esther yawned and closed the door of the stone house.

Dunn, who was standing outside, smiled and shook his head: Good night.

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After a brief meeting with the informant he developed, Klein returned to his home at No. 2 Daffodil Street, and met Elizabeth, who thanked him for the disappearance of the nightmare. This was a friend of Klein's sister at school. It was precisely because Elizabeth asked Klein for help at the Divination Club that a group of people went to the town of Ramd to exorcise the resentful spirits.

Klein bought a cup of sweet iced tea from Slim Bakery and returned home with a pack of croquettes. This market snack has gradually become popular in other places besides Slim Bakery, but Klein vaguely remembers that Slim Bakery is First to start selling.

There were still ten minutes left before the tarot meeting started, and Klein planned to go up in advance to make preparations. After sealing his bedroom with a spiritual wall, he walked four steps backwards in the room and recited four mantras:

[Fusheng Xuanhuang Immortal Lord.

Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianjun.

Fusheng Xuanhuang God.

Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun. ]

Familiar murmurs came, and Klein's resistance was already very strong. As the sticky feeling enveloped his consciousness, the gray fog filled his eyes and became clear again.

Klein sat in the usual position of The Fool, at the top of the long bronze table. Behind him were the Hidden Eyes and Twisted Lines outlined by many mysterious and strange lines.

The first time Klein returned here, he raised his head again out of habit and looked at the bulge on the tall dome. Since it was ravaged by the eternal blazing sun last night, the gray fog there has become lighter. Now the gray fog has stabilized. , and occasionally a very faint light can be seen coming through.

A faint halo of light was steadily projected on him, adding a sense of mystery to the Fool's unfathomability.

Light? This thing can't be the same as the light on Esther, right?

Klein looked back and forth curiously. There were no other changes in the gray fog hall. The previously damaged tables and chairs had long been restored to their original state by the gray fog. Under the halo, except for the decrease in spiritual power output while staying on the gray mist, Klein had no other particularly obvious feeling.

It's really strange...

Klein imagined the appearance of a citrine pendulum, and a concrete object naturally appeared on his hand. He also materialized a piece of paper, and a line of text appeared on it, The light from Esther's body will pose a threat to the Nighthawks team. .

After closing his eyes and reciting silently seven times, Klein opened his eyes again and found that the citrine was rapidly rotating counterclockwise with a large amplitude. This showed that the light from Esther's body did not pose any threat to the Nighthawks. In fact, this is not the first time that Klein has done this divination. Since that day when he was on duty at Chanis Gate and encountered Esther's strange behavior, he would take the time to divine Esther's threateningness before and after every tarot meeting. No matter how you switch the sentences, the result is the same.

Klein showed another sentence on the paper: Extraordinary power has characteristics that will not disappear.

The pendulum rotated clockwise this time, showing its affirmation, and Klein smiled with satisfaction.

interesting. Although this fellow's reasoning is incomplete, her intuition is quite accurate. It's a pity that she is not a fortune teller.

Before summoning the young man from the City of Silver, there is one more thing that needs to be confirmed... Klein raised his head and glanced at the sphere that was vaguely exposed on the side of the dome, and another sentence appeared: The ball of light above the gray fog hall is facing me. harmful.

After seven silent recitations, the pendulum swayed and turned in a counterclockwise circle, but the amplitude was very small. Klein carefully considered the possibilities and finally made another divination.

Only those who control the gray fog can control the ball of light.

This time Citrine turned like a propeller and gave a strong and definite answer clockwise, which made Klein feel relieved. It seems that the divination result just now is purely because his current sequence level is too low and he cannot control the golden finger of gray mist well. When the sequence is improved in the future, the light ball will naturally show its complete appearance.

What is this, buy one get one free? I don’t know what the light ball does.

With this thought in mind, Klein waved away everything at hand, reached out and touched the crimson star representing the sun, and prepared in advance for today's Tarot meeting.

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Two new civilian employees came to the Blackthorn Security Company, one male and one female. Under Roxanne’s introduction, Esther quickly became familiar with their general personalities: Jon is a middle-aged man who is not very good at speaking, and Brown is He has a precarious yellow hairline and is wearing an old gray trench coat. Although he is dull, he is very humble and sincere. He seems to be in a strong awe of the Nighthawks and extraordinary power. Janet was only one year younger than Roxanne. Her red hair was tied up in fluffy braids and she had cute freckles on her face. Janet had gone to public school and was good at handwriting.

Nice to meet you. Esther shook hands with the two civilian staff, met each other, and took Roshan's place to familiarize them with various locations of the Blackthorn Security Company and gave a brief introduction.

Luo Shan was very happy about this matter. After someone took shifts, she finally no longer had to be bothered by frequent late nights. Esther just smiled and didn't make any comments.

Ever since the exchange with the little bug in the hotel, Esther has been distracted these past two days and seems not to be particularly focused.

She didn't really want to stay in the company today, and finally decided to follow Luo Yao to Raphael Cemetery for her usual daily patrol.

This is my first time here. Walking onto the sparsely populated path leading to the back door, Esther looked at the surrounding scenery.

When Luo Yao heard this, he just nodded coldly and remained silent.

There is only one iron gate on the path. This is the side path that the tombkeepers usually take. It is not the gate used by family members to send their relatives off for the last journey. If you go that way, it will be conspicuous. Luo Yao took out the key, opened the palm-sized lock on the iron door, and led Esther into the foggy park.

On an overcast afternoon, the gloomy cemetery looks even more depressed and silent. It is far away from the crowds in the city. Apart from the wind blowing, there are the occasional calls of black-eyed crows.

There are some old and new tombstones here, and many of the dates in the field of view are older. However, due to the diligent cleaning and maintenance of the tombkeepers, there are only some weeds and wild flowers entangled in the corners, and only a few of the tombstones have slightly blurred writing. On top, clinging to the tenacious moss.

Esther felt inexplicably sad when she looked at the names she had never met before. She saw several young people, even children, who were less than twenty years old, and their lives had ended before they even began. There are also some empty stone tablets without names in the cemetery, which only briefly engraved the burial time and the physiological characteristics of the sleeping person.

Human life is so fragile. The voice in my heart said this to Esther.

Even if the weather is not very good today, there are still people bringing bouquets to visit their relatives: it is a girl who is holding sleeping flowers. She is only fourteen years old. Standing next to her is an older woman with gray hair and a face. The wrinkles on his face were soaked with tears.

Luo Yao patted Esther on the shoulder and motioned for her to follow, and they walked towards another aisle with tombs on both sides.

I've seen them.

Do you know the deceased?

Luo Yao pulled out a very forced smile. Her always cold face was not suitable for such a bitter smile: Her brother is a punisher. After the lady's husband was shipwrecked at sea, her brother I became the breadwinner of her family and sent her bright daughter to school. She often did some sewing work in the dock area, and her craftsmanship was very fine. Because it was not far from my previous rental house, I often went to take care of her business.

The Punisher... Esther thought of something. She seemed to be hugging her arms tightly because of the cold. In fact, Esther just didn't want Luo Yao to notice that her hands were shaking.

The smile on Luo Yao's face disappeared, replaced by undisguised pain and regret: Well, just last week, the punishment agent lost control.

Esther turned back and looked at the mother and daughter, the throbbing in her heart becoming more and more clear.

Old Neil, Klein and her assisted the owner of the Dragon Bar in dealing with the out-of-control Punisher.

Esther once again realized that fate was so sad and unreasonable, like a prank from God.

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