Lord of the Mysteries: Yao Guang

Vika followed Valery, and yawned after a few steps out of the tavern. The food he ate kept fermenting in his stomach, making him sleepy: "Then shall we go to the first or the second inn?"

"the first."

Vika was at a loss: "Didn't you just say that you were looking for a cleaner..."

Valery, who was walking in front, suddenly turned sideways and threw a bag of coins at Vika: "That's what I told them on purpose."

Vika took over the purse that originally belonged to Andrew, and was almost dazed: "What are you giving me all this money for? Give it all to me?"

Valery gritted his teeth, as if mocking Vika's stupidity now: "I let you run away with them, do you dare?"

Vika shook his head again and again, but was reluctant to throw the purse on the ground, so he stretched out his arms to hold it as far away from himself as possible: "I dare not! I don't even want to run away! I can swear to the sea god that I have no idea of ​​running away." No!"

"Hahaha, it's just you? It would be nice if Sea God didn't kick your stupid ass." Valery no longer threatened Vika, but waved his hands to signal him to follow quickly, "I'm going to do a little experiment, Tonight you are responsible for keeping the purse first, we will ask for two adjacent rooms in the hotel."

"Okay, okay! You can say this first, and I will cooperate..."

Valery glanced at Vika helplessly: "I'm just joking, do you think I'm so vicious? Go crazy if you don't agree with me?"

Vika also glanced at the red cloak on Valery's shoulders, and kept his mouth shut in silence.

"In short, rest as soon as possible after you enter the house, and I will find a chance to welcome our guests."

"guest?"

"Just pretend you didn't hear what I just said. If I tell you now, what if you can't sleep tonight? Maybe the other party won't come at all."

Vika shook the cloth bag in his hand again. The sound of coins colliding was so sweet, but now it sounds like his coffin board is shaking: "So, I became a bait?"

Valery gave Vika a thumbs up, expressing his appreciation for his temporary mind: "Look, I've already said everything, so just pretend you didn't hear what I just said."

Although Vika's face was a little pale, but after drinking three glasses of light beer, he became more courageous: "It doesn't matter, I just fell asleep, and I don't even know if the sky is falling!"

Valery laughed and patted Vika on the back, almost slapping the weak-legged Vika to the ground: "Haha! You have a good attitude, keep it up!"

For the rest of the journey, Vika confirmed to Valery several times: "It's really all right?"

"No, if you're so anxious, I can just knock you unconscious."

"Forget it, I'll just fall asleep by myself..."

A few minutes later, Esther took the key and walked into the next room, completely ignoring Vika's hesitant eyes in the corridor.

Both of their rooms are on the first floor. There is no second floor in the entire hotel. Even the bathrooms are shared and located at the end of the corridor.

What the bartender said was quite reliable. This hotel is really not clean, but a single room only costs one silver coin a night.

In the cold room that was so narrow that only one bed and one table could be accommodated, it was filled with a damp musty smell. A few bugs crawled hurriedly through the cracks along the edge of the bed, and half a piece of incomplete spider web hung by the window. The settled spiders are busy back and forth on it.

Esther put the satchel on the table, took off the red cloak and covered it, opened the window a little, and lay down on the bed.

A cloud of light in the shape of a lark emerged from Valery's forehead, and directly threw itself on the spider. The spider moved its eight legs stiffly, and a white hard layer of bone grew on the two front legs. It looks very strange.

After the initial discomfort, the spider hung down a thread, and soon landed on the window sill, crawled along the small crack to the outer wall of the hotel, slowly approached the window on Vika's side, and squeezed its body against the window In the shadows outside.

The eight light-colored eyes turned slightly, staring at the street under the crimson moonlight.

-

Half past two in the morning.

A figure crossed the street, quickly hid the figure in the darkness, approached the outer wall of the hotel, paused for a few seconds, and then went straight to Vika's window.

In order to ventilate the musty smell, Vika also opened a gap in the window, but did not close it completely.At this time, his snoring was constantly coming from the room, and he could hear it clearly even from the window.

The spider shook its legs, moved its body, and watched the tall figure carefully open the window, with a light body, almost slipping over the window sill, and stood in Vika's room.

Vika was still sleeping, and even though there was a slight rubbing sound from the window, it didn't wake up the man at all. He had experienced too many strange things today, and it was time for him to take a good rest.

The spider also crawled into the window, but instead of going deep into the house, it crouched near the window, watching the uninvited person.

The intruder covered his face, turned around in a circle, and saw through the moonlight that the snoring person on the bed was not the bald man.

The intruder was stunned for a moment, then reached out his hand directly to the money bag on the table, picked it up gently, and tried his best not to make too many collision noises from the gold coins in the bag.

Just as the intruder was about to turn around and turn out the window, he saw a shadow on the wall.

It was a not tall figure, sitting on the window sill with his legs crossed, his back leaning against the edge of the window, as if it had been there from the beginning, and it looked like a ghost that didn't exist at all.

The intruder didn't turn his head, but turned his body slowly, so as not to keep his back facing the suddenly appearing enemy.

"Good night, I remembered where I saw you."

Under the hood of the intruder was a mask that covered his appearance, but it was this outfit that evoked some impression of Esther.

"I do not know you."

A magnetic male voice came out from under the mask.

The intruder slowly put the purse in his hand back on the table, and his eyes quickly glanced at the woman blocking the window: light blonde hair, short stature in Nass, strange light-colored eyes, half-breed like an elf As for her appearance, if I had seen her before, I would definitely have an impression of her.

Her soft and indifferent expression reminded the intruder of the bald man, especially the little weirdness he showed earlier.

Esther smiled: "You were hiding behind the bushes with Mary, avoiding the Punishers of the Church of the Storm. 'Brilliant Pearl' Mary, you should still remember her? On Simim Island."

The pupils under the mask shrank suddenly: "I was hiding behind the house with her, but you, how did you know? Only me and that pirate were there..."

The smile on Esther's face deepened: "I am omniscient, more disordered than all the nightmares you can imagine, I am omnipotent, and crazier than any common sense you know——

"Ahem, I'm sorry, your eyes are quite interesting, it seems that you really believe in such exaggerated statements."

Esther didn't hold it back. With such a good villain appearing, she felt it would be a pity not to take advantage of it, so she made up a few random sentences.

If Klein was here, he would definitely secretly complain about me "I have a second-year illness", right?As Esther thought about it, she saw the intruder on the opposite side taking something out of her arms, and she quickly spoke again:

"Chantal, I think we'd better just talk, hands-on..."

Before Esther finished speaking, Chantal had already grabbed something from his arms, but he didn't say the "sun" he wanted to say in ancient Hermetic language, and his mind was blank for a while.

The idea has disappeared.

Chantal looked desperately at the woman sitting by the window, she stretched out her hand to grab it, and the golden charm had already landed in her palm.

Esther touched the "sun" domain charm that exuded a little warmth, and looked at Chantal with a kind expression: "If you do it, what I want to say is that you really have no chance of winning."

Chantal lowered his hands and stood silently in the room for a few minutes. Esther didn’t care about this time. She didn’t need to steal to know how struggling Chantal would be at this time. Esther was willing to wait for Chantal to make a move. decision.

Vika on the bed turned from lying on his back to facing the wall with his back to the two of them. He was still in a deep sleep, showing no signs of waking up, and muttered indistinctly: "No light beer ...and no clear water..."

Esther shook her head amusedly: "He cares about this all the time in his dreams."

Chantal watched her expression for a few seconds, then suddenly raised his arm and took the initiative to put down the hood, and took off the mask casually, but did not continue to speak in a choked voice:

"Yes, I am Chantal. I admit that I had a wrong idea just now. I did something wrong by breaking into your room without permission."

Esther narrowed her eyes: "Are you sure that I won't hand you over to the official Extraordinary? There are many ways to make people suffer, not to mention that we are all Extraordinary, you should understand."

Chantal didn't speak, but looked at Esther firmly.

Esther shook her head: "You seem to have misunderstood something. Your Extraordinary characteristics and magical items are worth more to me than you yourself."

But Chantal glanced at Vika on the bed: "I know, if you wanted to kill me, you could have done it just now, and I couldn't resist at all."

Of course, Esther followed Chantal's gaze and looked at Vika: "I thought you would use him as bait. Seeing that he slept so deeply, isn't it just right to threaten me?"

Chantal raised the corners of her mouth and gave a wry smile: "If I really do that, I won't even know how I died, right?"

Esther shook her legs lightly, and pointed to the direction of the next room: "That person's body is not working well, and the back of his head is too cold, so I'm thinking of changing someone else. But I can't just grab someone on the street. People, right? That's too impolite, it's better than someone else delivering it to your door."

Chantal didn't hold back the momentary scolding in his eyes, but quickly suppressed his emotions: "Can I ask why you told me this?"

"I'm just curious about you, why do you look so female despite being male?"

Chantal was obviously stunned for a moment: "For this?"

"Yeah, what else?" Esther looked sideways at the moonlight outside, "Or do you want to come back tomorrow? I can also treat you to a meal or something."

"No, no need..."

While Chantal was at a loss, he felt more and more confused about this lady's temperament. She seemed to be sober, but she was wayward enough to make people think that her mind was not normal.

Let go of thieves trying to get their hands on your property just out of curiosity?Is this kindness?But the sense of oppression she invisibly exerts on people has nothing to do with kindness at all...

Esther pointed to the direction of the door with a smile, and extended an invitation to Chantal: "Then come to my room and sit down, we can chat slowly, so as not to disturb Vika's sweet dreams."

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