Night Raven Master

Chapter 295 Tina and Mary

Moonlight fell from the sky and fell on the stone floor of the port.

The spreading shadows covered most of the pier, and huge slats or metal boxes were piled up everywhere in the port, becoming an excellent cover to block the body.

In a dark corner on the pier, an ordinary woman with a pockmarked face carefully stood up straight, ready to leave.

On her left arm, a rotten breath overflowed.

It was the breath corroded by necromancy, which made her body emit a stench.

A few gangsters from Hong Kong dragged something and passed by not far away, causing the woman to lower the brim of her hat, take a step back, and shrink into the depths of the alley, curled up in the shadows.

She dared not go back into the sea.

Those weird pirate ships killed all the partners she summoned and turned them into undead.

"Hughes."

The woman murmured the name of the enemy silently.

Ever since she left the clan and got closer to the land, she has been used to this kind of life.

Among human beings, there are good people who can get along with them, and there are bad people who can't get along with them, just like the sea.

And what disgusts her the most is the ghost ship.

Those guys are notoriously evil, turning the creatures they kill into slaves, manipulating their corpses to continue killing.

this time too
Touching his wound, the sea gemstone in his belly exuded warm power, flowing to his arm, continuously dispelling the negative energy in the wound.

But at the next moment, she suddenly became vigilant, beautiful fish scales appeared on her cheeks and body, and she stared to the left.

A woman in a hood was standing there, looking at her with beautiful blue-green eyes.

Although subtle, Tina could smell the ocean from her body.

Like a fish and like some kind of sea bird.

It made her think of the siren siren, but it always felt a little different.

"who are you?"

Tina asked cautiously.

After staying in this city for half a day, she knew very well that this city was extremely interested in the creatures and materials in the ocean. If she revealed her identity, she would become a corpse under the skinning knife if she didn't reveal her identity.

"Are you a saint?"

Tina saw that the woman in the hooded robe looked around after asking, and then lifted the robe.

The two white human thighs transformed into bird-like legs in an instant, and then condensed and shrunk back into fish tails.

It is indeed a siren siren.

Seeing the other party's act of self-certification, Tina murmured to herself, and at the same time her hanging heart fell.

"Where I live is relatively safe."

After turning the fish tail back into a bird's leg and then turning it into a robe through spell props, the siren spoke.

After weighing the pros and cons, Tina, who had no other choice, nodded.

After a few 10 minutes.

On the other side of the Black Harbor, the Siren took Tina, turned a corner behind a few idlers, and returned to his residence.

The Kraken touched the charging crystal with his palm, and the overflowing mental power triggered the luminous inscription in it, lighting up the room.

After cautiously walking to the window and confirming that there were no traces of a thief entering, the siren drew the curtains.

Before drawing the curtains, she exchanged a glance with the crow standing in the opposite room, conveying information through her eyes.

After watching the Kraken's actions the whole time and confirming that there was nothing suspicious about her, Tina also heaved a sigh of relief, and then she lifted her disguise.

The unbeautiful, even ugly skin gradually melted away like a pigment fading, revealing the original skin—the pale bluish skin, which is similar to the skin color of many alien races living in the sea.

Beautiful, jewel-like eyes, curly, moist blue long hair.

Even wizards who are used to seeing beautiful women have to admit the charm of Tina's appearance.

Crystal water droplets floated around her body, and the gentle light emitted from the crystal penetrated the water droplets and shone on her graceful body.

The light blue thin scales floating on the cheeks, together with the scales on the neck, brought her a unique sense of beauty.

She herself is the most beautiful treasure in the ocean.

The only thing that spoils this beauty is the wound on the right arm.

Looking at the wound, Tina raised her head and said to the respectful sea monster:

"sorry to bother you."

"It's my pleasure."

A few hundred meters away from the Kraken's residence, a crow flapped its wings and landed on the roof. A gray light flashed in the crow's eyes.

Then, a gray-black mist gushed out from its body, condensing into a human shape.

The black-brown tuxedo, which is full of Bassatona style and looks like a military uniform, has two tuxedo tails fluttering gently in the moist sea breeze.

With a wave of his hand, the crow flapped its wings and flew up, landing on his left shoulder.

The pitch-black face has no facial features, only two black holes around the eyes, and no one can recognize his identity from this image.

"Let Tina and Hughes become enemies, it has been done, the next step is to let Mary and Tina meet"

Art's phantom thought.

The ghost ship that chased and killed Tina was controlled by two necromancers—or the dead raven shadow controlled by Art.

Tina was hunted down, and it was Art's work, but the two dead crow shadows were sent by Art to Hughes's spy.

In the past year, Hughes has established a huge necromancer organization and has attracted many necromancers.

Especially after Yate handed over the harp of Cayasit to Hughes through the hunter's hand, the other party obtained a lot of things by relying on this thing.

Naturally, Kayasit's help is indispensable.

At present, Hughes already has eighteen second-level necromancers under his command.

Four of them are the dead raven shadows sent by Yate.

There is also a member of the Starr Empire, the Eye of Destiny, one is the Anzi of the Basatona Empire, one is the Anzi of the Arabella Empire, one is the Anzi of the Mercenary Guild, and the other is the Anzi of the Port of the Dead. There is also a dark son who is suspected to be from the Deira Empire.

Except for the fact that the Holy See of the Holy Light did not send Anzi, the other big organizations have basically fully grasped Hughes' situation.

Hughes has indeed developed rapidly, but his identity has been exposed.

He must know that there is Anzi, but based on Yate's observation, he is not sure who Anzi is.

Hughes did not have such a particularly effective counter-espionage method as Art.

In such a situation, it is normal to be planted with many secrets.

Under Yate's control, the chamber of commerce led by Gore has already contacted Crowley several times.

Under such circumstances, many secrets have appeared in the chamber of commerce.

Apocalypse second-level transcendents pretend to be median transcendents to work as security guards at the entrance of the chamber of commerce, can you imagine?
The chamber of commerce thrown onto the table by Art has now been infiltrated into a sieve.

So is Mary's Mercenary Corps.

The Sons of Sorrow who have basically come to the stage now have been mastered by various empires. The organized ones have basically been infiltrated, and the unorganized ones have all kinds of "friends" coming forward.

Son of Mourn, truly Mourn.

Shaking his head, after a moment of emotion, Yate waved his hand, and his whole body turned into a black mist, which floated to the south of Bagust Territory.

Controlling the Song of Deep Water is a no-brainer. Before the sad epic ends and Tina completes her destiny, the will of glory cannot give up these "protagonists".

After the sad epic is completed and the trajectory of fate is completed, whether they are dead or alive is not too important.

At that time, if Art wants to buy it, Glory Will will sell it to him.

After all, after knowing their fate, most of the Sons of Sorrow will hate the Will of Glory. Therefore, except for the Sons of Sorrow who take refuge in the Will of Glory, most of the Sons of Sorrow will be crushed and disintegrated by the Will of Glory.

It will even combine the follow-up processing with the fate of the fate track, so that the son of sorrow will die at the end of the sorrow epic.

Now, although Art has the idea of ​​turning Miss Tina into a figure, since it is not for sale, there is nothing to do.

Yate came here just to arrange her fate according to the task, and did not control her thoughts.

Instead of watching Miss Tina heal her wounds, she might as well check on Lise's condition. She searched for several days but couldn't find Tina, and was sent by Art to deal with Mary's affairs with Clauredo.

The crow flapped its wings and flew together with the black mist, looking like a crow wrapped in black mist floating in the air.

For this, Art has been preparing for a long time.

On the south side of Port Bagust, in a temporarily rented house.

A group of mercenaries were drinking in the house.

More than ten male mercenaries and more than ten female mercenaries.

And outside the house, a vibrant woman with wheat-colored skin is sitting on the roof, looking at the sky.

Mary.

The mercenary emperor in the sad epic.

She turned her head and looked at the man standing hundreds of meters away:
"I said, Art, why are you following me?"

Sitting next to her was a man in a wizard's robe, with a metal mask with intricate patterns covering his eyes.

Crowley.

Yate's original body is now a puppet controlled by Yate.

The lips moved, and Claude made a sound:
"In order to prevent things from falling into other people's hands after you die, I will also take them away if I have the chance."

Hearing this answer, Mary twitched the corners of her mouth, then sighed, and looked at the necklace on her chest. In the middle of the metal necklace, she was wearing a red ball.

"Miss, I think the statement that the Earl of the Demon Eye is trying to possess me is sincere."

Barkis's voice rang in Mary's head.

Hearing her words, the corners of Mary's mouth twitched again. What does it mean to really want to possess you?

No, although the word is correct, but
"Is there something wrong with that word, miss?"

"...you're right, you're right."

Under the tutelage of Barkis, the chatterbox, Mary has learned to give up resistance.

And Clauredo, controlled by Art, floated in the distance, with the corners of his mouth curled up, listening to their spiritual conversation with great interest.

(End of this chapter)