Lord of the Silver Crow

Jacqueline's words, the first half can be used as a reason, but Yago doesn't believe the second half.

But Yago didn't say much, and left the room on the right side of the goddess with the Yalph translation.

Where can I read it?

In the prayer room?

Looking at the statue of the goddess, he was rather uncomfortable.

Back to Fast Cloakers?

It doesn't work either. When doing things related to Extraordinary on the surface, try to avoid getting close to Elsa, so as to avoid her being suspicious by the way.

After struggling for a while, he decided to go to the coffee shop in the gentleman's club.

After returning to the reception hall with Miss Jacqueline, Yago went straight and found the coffee shop next to the dessert house.

It's nothing special, it's just an extra-large lounge, not the modern layout with big glass next to the window.

Connected with the outside scenery are several shutters.

After a few words with the waiter who came up to him, he ordered a cup of coffee with added sugar, and then he began to study the ritual book.

Rather than calling it a ritual book, it might as well be called a simple dictionary.

The elvish text above corresponds to the explanation in Cartesian.

In addition, phonetic notation is carried out in Cartesian language.

After reading it carefully, I turned on the subtitle function for comparison.

as expected.

In this ritual book, the meanings of many words are completely different from those written.

Many words that seem peaceful and ordinary and should even be classified as positive aspects of Weiguang, in the meaning shown in the simplified Chinese subtitles, have become sacrifice, dominance, assimilation and other full of evil and terrifying interpretations .

Yago memorized these words with different meanings while drinking coffee that was not sweet although it added a lot of sugar.

When the hour hand reached the number representing 15 in the lower left corner, Yago took advantage of the opportunity to have afternoon tea in the coffee shop. After hesitating outside the dessert room, he brought some food before returning to Fast Cloaker.

When Yago got off the public carriage and returned to the door of Fast Cloaker, he saw Elsa who was about to return to the suburban mansion.

You can sleep in that warehouse on the left, Diego.

Didn't talk about anything mysterious, Elsa just cared about it from a family perspective:

I have had people clean up the warehouse room on the left, and moved the beds and quilts in. I hope you can sleep better tonight.

move so fast?

Although when she went out yesterday morning, Elsa said that she would let someone deal with it in the next few days, but she didn't expect to be able to fix it the next day.

He had seen the warehouse room, and there were a lot of things piled up in it.

but--

A worried look appeared on her face, she paused for a while and continued:

You can't take a certain lady in, it's better to go to their home, no, it doesn't seem to work, you can take them to find a hotel, there is a 'Fisher Hotel' on Firetree Street.

. Yago was quite speechless about the original owner's life style.

I will, don't worry, Elsa.

This is better than the inappropriate answer of I won't bring women to spend the night.

Even so, Elsa dubiously got into the carriage driven by Old Fanks and left the cloakroom.

It was night.

Lying on the bed, in this world without mobile phones and virtual gaming headsets, Yago is very boring.

He is still not used to going to bed at eight or nine o'clock.

After tossing and turning, he sat up again, but there were no gas pipes or lights in this warehouse room or in this cloakroom.

Adding gas lines to a cloakroom is obviously not a good idea.

However, no need.

Visualizing the opening of the third eye, Yago released the spiritual mist outward, and at the same time let a part of the spiritual mist combine with the eyes——

Although he still couldn't see it, the spiritual mist spreading out was like his hands and feet, feeding back the surrounding scene to him like a sense of touch.

He clearly sees the surrounding scene.

After confirming that the door and the high opaque lighting window were closed, he reached for the revolver that was placed with the wallet.

The thorn bullets contained in the two detachable cylinders gave him an unusually uncomfortable feeling when the spirit mist touched him.

Being hit by this thorn bullet will not only hurt the body, but also the spirit of the spirit mist.

Snapped!

The movement quickly installed the runner cylinder, quickly lifted it, and aimed at the high-level lighting window.

Of course, it is impossible to pull the trigger, just getting familiar with the action and reviewing the use of firearms.

Yago is deepening the experience of the original owner's revolver that has been weakened due to too long time step by step.

Snapped!

After practicing the operation of quickly changing the cylinder several times, Yago breathed a sigh of relief and took a break.

Over and over again, he practiced the action of drawing the gun from the gun pocket in his clothes, the action of quickly changing the magazine, and the action of tapping the hammer to fire quickly.

He didn't stop practicing until his arms were a little sore.

Originally, when he heard from Friesen that the Knight would have the ability to manipulate blood like him in the future, Yago still thought about coagulating his own blood into bullets, so that he would be so handsome that he could shoot continuously without reloading at all. action.

It's a pity that the knight potion didn't have the chance to take it, and he stepped into the sequence of grave guards.

Of course not saying it's bad

Yago looked forward, the silver-gray, somewhat cold spirit mist released by him slowly condensed and changed shape under his control.

Recalling the attention points and details that Uncle Sander taught him about how to control and guide the spirit mist, he used some of his mind to visualize the shape and the movement trajectory of the spirit mist.

The spiritual mist surged, condensing into the shape of the silhouette of a fog crow in the darkness in front of him.

It should be quite cool to use the spiritual mist to condense into a fog crow to pounce on the enemy and launch an attack.

Put the revolver into the holster and put it on the side of the pillow. Yago, who was sitting by the edge of the bed, continued to practice the operation of condensing the spiritual mist while doing movements of relaxing his arms.

but

Two identities are needed.

Yago touched the silver key that kept feeling cold on his chest.

He needed a differentiated approach to attack when doing something that wasn't a good fit for his real identity.

On the bright side, it's better to condense the spiritual mist into a silver-handled cane. After all, I usually hold a cane. Although many people have canes, it is still possible to be linked together.

And another identity in the dark condensed the spirit mist into the shape of a fog crow as an attack method

The lethality of the spirit mist has nothing to do with its shape, even if it is condensed into the shape of a nuclear bomb mushroom cloud, it will not increase its lethality.

However, you have to come up with a name first.

Silver Crow Reaper!

No, it's too high school, I can't stand it.

Sir Silver Crow!

No, the word silver is still too conspicuous, and the family that silver refers to is easily associated.

Sir Misty Raven?

Or Ser Gray Raven?

Which is better?

Yago lay down on the bed, got into the quilt, and fell asleep in the exhaustion of the coexistence of spirit and body, thinking happily.