Night Raven Master

Chapter 150 The Crow Sneaks In (Third)

Looking at Prome with a flattering smile in front of him, Yate felt that this guy's morals were probably not much left, and he was obviously a little moral when he first met him.

Promi looked at his master anxiously.

The master ordered himself to read the memory, but he didn't do it.

The two souls were directly smashed for no reason, and it didn't know what happened!
Injustice!
It really wanted to yell like this, but the owner in front of him didn't change at all. For some reason, it swallowed back the words with a somewhat terrifying face.

"Scary?" Art couldn't help touching his face, and then he suddenly remembered that he hadn't lifted the spell of ghastly.

His consciousness swept across the [scary and terrifying] spell sequence, and he took out something.

Mimic mask.

After four hours of recovery and rest, including two hours of deep meditation, [-]% of his mental strength and psychic power have been recovered.

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

It also has a high nose and deep eyes, but the contours of the facial features are different, and it looks more mature and mature than Kiyat, only the eyes look the same as before.

Like a middle-aged man in his 40s.

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

Thin and cool, it feels like wearing a mask.

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

The next moment, it saw the other party take out a few more familiar things——

Gray Lizard Bone Staff, Negative Energy Robe.

"My name is Shaq, a great necromancer." After putting on this equipment, Art raised his eyebrows 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 raises its right wing high, which is funny and cute.

But knowing that this guy doesn't take living people seriously, and there are various methods of dissecting corpses and playing with corpses, Art doesn't think it is cute at all.

"Okay, Jackfruit, I think you need a proper outfit, not a crow look." Art said aloud.

He also understands that he will never be able to do without the crow from now on, and one day in the future, if he is not dead, the crow will also become one of his symbols, and he needs to avoid this when doing bad things.

Moreover, I just traded with Baron Susha, and I also used crows to exchange items.

After speaking, Art tapped the gray lizard bone staff in his hand.

Prome, who is bound in the form of a crow, will be forcibly changed into a crow's posture when using the corpse of a mimic, and 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.

However, unlike mimics that can still move after changing their form, other corpses, after being attached by prome, have various bone dislocations that make the body unable to move.

But other, non-animal carcass items and equipment don't have this problem.

He tried to attach Prome to planks, dry trees, and other substances, and came to this conclusion.

I don't know what the mechanism of action is.

Seeing Art's gesture, Prome flew towards the gray lizard bone staff with a bitter face.

It actually doesn't like to stay inside the object, because staying inside will give you a feeling of returning to "home", a very comfortable feeling.

But, that's the feeling, it doesn't like it.

This inexplicable innate feeling made it disgusted.

It prefers to be in a corpse that it doesn't feel comfortable with.

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

Hearing this sentence, Promi's eyes widened all of a sudden. It looked at Yate in disbelief:
"Master, do you really know my origin!?"

"What do you think?" Art didn't reply, but just raised the gray lizard bone staff in his hand.

Gritting his non-existent teeth, Promi jumped directly into the gray lizard bone staff.

And Yate also heard its voice: "It's really comfortable, it's an annoying feeling but it's really comfortable."

Frowning slightly, Art leaned on the gray lizard bone staff, glanced at the phantom bird's kiss in the inventory, and then walked out of the hunter's hut.

It's just that the sky is already bright at this time, and it's not a wise choice to look for things in broad daylight, so wait another two hours.

Today's weather is very gloomy, and it seems that there will be heavy snow again.

Putting the gray lizard bone staff aside, Art began to meditate again.

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

It flew into the home of a businessman.

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

Among the servants, a not-so-good-looking man was cursing in a low voice, linking his master's name with the words of various livestock and reproductive organs.

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

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

The sharp edge of the kitchen knife hit the meat, but it didn't cut the meat in half as he wished. Instead, his palm, because he didn't grab the handle of the kitchen knife like in the past, was shaken alive by the shock. pain.

"Bitch! Bastard! Pig!" He let go of the knife, hissed, and gently rubbed his palm. He didn't dare to use too much force, otherwise his hand would hurt even more, and even a piece of flesh would be rubbed off. Come.

Cursing under his breath, he looked out the window, where the snowflakes started falling again.

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

He frowned and walked over.

Then it was discovered that a crow landed in front of the window.

"Damn it! Nasty crow!" The servant cursed, no matter whether the crow can bring good luck and avoid evil, portend bad luck, or bring bad luck, to ordinary people, crows are ominous.

He glared at the crow, then picked up the knife, hid the knife behind his back, grabbed some food crumbs, and was about to stab the damn crow.

These cunning crows will approach people and leave after getting food. Before, they just added some 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.

The next moment, he suddenly felt that this crow is so beautiful and friendly
Why do I have the idea of ​​hurting it?
It is incomprehensible.

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

The crow flew in, accompanied by the black figure, and the biting cold wind.

He shivered involuntarily, 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, tilted his head to look at him, scratched his paws, and wrote in Allen.

"Gem?" he said with some doubts, "That damned meat ball seems to have stuff in the bedroom"

Wait a minute, why do crows write?

A sense of disobedience came, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes, but when he looked at the crow again, he felt a strong sense of tiredness.

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

Charm people, feel the tranquility.

The crow uses these two spells.

After receiving the information, the crow ignored the man and flew from the open kitchen to other places in the house.

At this moment, in the merchant's room, the merchant was lying on the bed, covered with a quilt, with a pensive expression on his face, like a thinker, and a woman who didn't know what she looked like was lying beside him.

"It's really boring, this kind of thing." The businessman looked at the smooth shoulders of the woman beside him and thought to himself, "It's more interesting to make money from some stupid pigs than this kind of thing."

"Beautiful jewel, much better than these women."

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

"Speaking of which, can gemstones be made into that shape?" The businessman looked at his lower body covered by the quilt, not to mention those young girls, those slightly older women should like such products quite a lot.

Craft it with gems!
What a luxury!Also very suitable for those noble high society, no?
The businessman was excited by his sudden inspiration.

If the idea worked out, he could make a fortune, and the ladies of Durrard County would love the merchandise.

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

And behind him, because of the sudden chill, the woman woke up from her exhaustion. She rubbed her eyes tiredly, looked at the big fat man who was putting on clothes, and said with some doubts: "Master?"

"Still get up and get dressed for me!?" His voice rose.

The woman felt aggrieved, but didn't dare to complain, and walked up behind him naked, and helped him put on his clothes tremblingly.

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

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

　ps: add more rewards
　　
　
(End of this chapter)