Lord of Mysteries: Curly-haired Baboon

　　 "Ah~"

　　 It was already noon, and yawned, the curly-haired baboon, who got up late, opened his eyes, got up and opened the curtains of the room.

　　 The place where he is now is a relatively good hotel in Shumindani. It stands to reason that it should be very comfortable to live in such a comfortable place, but he has a strange feeling of lack of sleep.

　　 The autumn sun outside the window is warm, which relieves the coolness of the autumn breeze.

　　 The corners of his mouth can't help but turn up slightly, this kind of weather is his favorite.

"what?"

　　 Lucid, who was slightly relieved from getting up, made a new discovery.

　　 My own "instigator" potion has been digested a little bit more inexplicably than before, and it is very close to the point of complete digestion.

　　 While he was overjoyed, he was a little confused.

　　 I didn’t "persuade others to be kind" yesterday? Why is this potion digested by itself?

"What's going on?"

　　 After thinking about it for a while, the curly baboon could only shook his head and gave up thinking.

　　 "It's a good thing anyway, haha."

　　 Curly-haired baboon feels comfortable.

　　 Looking at this momentum, it is estimated that when he arrives in the next city, he can completely digest the "instigator" potion with another wave of "instigators".

　　 grinned, he smiled.

　　 took a long breath, faintly expecting, and a little uneasy.

　　 "In case it really becomes a female curly baboon...his!"

　　 He shuddered sharply, which was too scary.

　　 shook his head, he stopped thinking about this question.

　　 Packed his luggage, he plans to head south to the next city-Tingen!

　　 For the city of Tingen, he always has a strange feeling. It can be regarded as one of the cities he most wants to visit in this world.

　　 looked up at the sunny and gentle autumn day, he thought curiously:

　　 "I wonder if Tingen will be as disappointing as Beckland?"

　　 pursed his lips, he left the hotel where he lived last night and embarked on a journey to Tingen.

　　Walking on the streets of Shumindani, I have a different feeling.

　　 Among the various cities he has visited, Shu Ming Dani is definitely not the most outstanding, but he has a special taste.

　　Because of its location inland, commerce is relatively not as developed as other places where Lucid has visited, but it has nurtured a leisurely slow pace.

　　 If he weren't rushing to find "all the blood of the Black Abyss Demon Fish", the potion material he badly needed, he really wanted to stay here for a few more days.

　　 But now I was about to finish digesting the "Instigator" potion, but had not yet prepared the materials for the "Witch" potion, which made Lucid a little anxious.

　　 "Goodbye, Shumindani!"

　　 glanced back in silence, he officially set off.

"what?"

　　 He glanced at the surrounding road more, as if vaguely grasped what inspiration, but he didn't know what it was.

　　 frowned, a vaguely weird feeling grew in his heart.

　　 It seems that I am more familiar with the various street houses of Shu Mindani, as if I suddenly knew the city well.

　　 blinked, he didn't think about the problem anymore, only felt that it was his own illusion.

　　……

　　 Several days have passed since he left Shumindani. He crossed the Tassok River and went down the river, finally reaching the beginning of the story in the text.

　　 "Tingen"!

　　 Unlike Conston, Schmidtani, and Backlund, Tingen is more similar to Trier in the Republic of Intis than other cities in Ruen.

　　 Both cities give a relatively open and vibrant feeling.

　　 It was already evening. After entering the city of Tingen, Lucid first found a hotel to settle down.

　　 After eating dinner, the crimson moon slowly rose.

　　 Unlike Trier, there is no street lamp in Tingen, and there is naturally no so-called nightlife.

　　 With nothing to do, he can only fall asleep early and plan to "advise others to do good" tomorrow.

　　 In his dream, he once again entered the "overlook" perspective.

　　 This should be just an ordinary sleep, but he would not know that at the same time there was a "big surprise" waiting for him.

　　……

　　 In an unknown hall, surrounded by a group of strange-looking cultists.

　　 There is no candlelight in the hall, but there is a large circular skylight with crimson moonlight falling down.

　　 Just below the skylight, there is a **** altar in the shape of "arms holding the moon" that has been enlarged many times.

　　 Under the altar, an old man in a gorgeous black robe scolded the other people passionately:

　　 "You must not twist the oracle! The oracle of the "moon" is a recognition of your pious prayers!"

　　 Other people in the hall heard this explanation and couldn't help looking at each other.

　　 "This is really interesting..." Is it an encouragement to our prayers?

　　 seems to make sense too!

　　 At this time, the old man said solemnly:

　　 "You must be more religious to the moon in the future! Pray one more time every day!"

　　 This statement has been unanimously recognized by everyone, UU reading www.uukanshu.com couldn't help but say in unison:

　　 "The Witch King is right. We will pray more every day from now on."

　　 Lucid, who was asleep, didn't know. At this moment, the "instigator" potion in his body was completely digested by him.

　　 And that extraordinary characteristic suppressed by the mysterious power was also released at the same moment.

　　 The extraordinary traits of the "witch" subdued by Amon's control took effect again at this moment!

　　 The curly-haired baboon was asleep, and his body began to change without knowing it.

　　He is promoted!

　　 changed from an "instigator" to a "witch".

　　 Lucid only felt that he had a somewhat painful dream...

　　 "hiss..."

　　Rao was in a dream, and he couldn't help taking a breath.

　　 But suddenly, the "holographic map" in his dream suddenly disappeared. At this moment, what appeared in his dream was a bright moon!

　　 Silvery, pure and incomparable bright moon!

　　 stared at the silver moon that seemed to be incomparably clear, and he felt tears in his eyes.

　　 All the memories of past lives seem to be hooked out by this round of bright moon.

　　 can't help but miss the things that seemed commonplace in the past.

　　 "I really want to eat moon cakes...red bean paste, snowy, lotus seed paste..."

　　……

　　 In the hall, everyone who was praying couldn't help but opened their eyes, showing an incredible expression.

　　 This oracle... why is it getting more and more outrageous?

　　What "bean paste, ice skin, lotus seed paste?"

　　 What the hell?

　　 The cultists stared at each other with big eyes, and they were collectively caught in a mess, unable to extricate themselves...