Lord of the Mysteries: Yao Guang

"Let me tell you a story as the beginning of the game. After all, this is just a pastime out of boredom."

Klein remained silent and followed Amon. After several seconds, Esther reluctantly replied, "I don't care."

Amon had anticipated such an unexpected reaction. At least, there was no disappointment on His face—not even a trace of fake emotion. He just had a leisurely smile on his face. “Of course, this is also the first clue I have given. I am looking forward to the moment when someone can reveal the answer to the mystery.”

Although he said this, Amon turned his back, slowly backed up and continued to move forward, looking directly at the two of them. The smiling look in his eyes slightly pricked Klein's spiritual intuition. The threat implied in Amon's words was obviously not a good thing.

Esther took two quick steps and caught up with Amon: "Is it related to Dazhibog? Just a reminder, it's better not to talk about him casually..."

"Oh, you still care about this?" Amon glanced at Esther in surprise, "But I already know what you are hiding."

Esther was stunned for a moment, and countless thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant, but she was not sure what Amon knew, so she could only shake her head blankly: "Haha, I really don't know about this..."

Esther fell behind by two steps and retreated to Klein's side, following his pace and moving forward. It was not until Klein cleared his throat that the slightly depressed lady turned her head to the side.

Klein's face showed that subtle worry again: "Don't worry about me."

"How can I not worry..."

Before Esther could finish her mumbling, Klein took a deep breath and interrupted her as if he had made up his mind. “What I mean is, if you decide to use this opportunity to escape, don’t worry about me. I have other ways to protect myself.”

"It's a lie," Amon poked through the window paper lightly, and even laughed maliciously, "Don't worry, He will definitely be able to hear it. Don't you know that He has some special 'little abilities'?"

Esther glared at Amon, who was about to say something. After a brief thought, she pinched the head of the skylark in her arms twice. After the bird pecked at her finger in protest, Esther did not feel any more resistance, and successfully took the reluctant Norns out of her arms.

Klein understood what Esther meant instantly and tacitly accepted the entrustment. He spread his hands and took the bird, which had no right to choose where to go. Norns flapped its wings twice in Klein's palm, but it did not fly. When it turned back to look at its deliverer, its pitiful eyes did not move Esther.

Esther just gave it a wry smile: "Remember your original mission? Keep going."

Norns chirped softly and allowed Klein to imitate Esther and put himself in the outer pocket of his clothes. Under Amon's meaningful gaze, the skylark did not try to communicate with Esther, but quickly retracted its head and quietly pretended that it did not exist.

Klein patted his pockets twice to appease the aggrieved bird, then looked up at Amon, who had been backing up and observing the two of them. "What do you want to say?"

"It's not long, just a story..."

When Esther first heard the melancholy in Amon's voice, she thought it was related to the Glorious Era of the Third Age, but she soon realized that she did not understand what Amon was talking about.

"The world was destroyed by a disaster. Among the remaining ruins, fate and change are rolling dice in the mist of history to decide who will be the controller of the next game..."

Klein glanced at Esther out of the corner of his eye and saw the confusion on her face that was similar to his own. The inquiry in his heart quickly settled down - it was obvious that Esther didn't know what Amon was talking about, which made the credibility of the "story" even lower.

This was a warning, he thought clearly.

He looked ahead and Amon stopped walking backwards. He saw Klein looking at him. His cold black eyes did not change. He just nodded at him.

For some reason, Klein always felt that Amon's actions contained a kind of admiration and ridicule for those who came later, as if He was standing on the top of a mountain, arrogantly looking down at the climbers on the hillside.

Klein had another guess. Was the gray fog's reaction the first clue?