Lord of the Silver Crow

Accompanied by the movement of Paulin who was walking in front, the door was opened amidst the creaking sound of being dilapidated.

The inside of the house seemed quite dark, as the light flooded in from the opening of the door illuminated most of the room.

The room is not very big, and the most conspicuous decoration is a second-hand bar bought from an abandoned tavern to act as a counter.

Mr. Braverley!

While calling to the shopkeeper, Paulin bypassed several cylindrical empty birdcages on the ground and walked to the bar.

Mr. Braverley—

.I've said it several times. I don't even know the person who died.

When Paulin called for the second time, a confused voice sounded from behind the counter, and an old man with messy hair and beard stood up from behind the counter.

Seemingly treating Paulin and Yago as the police, the old man continued in a rather irritable tone:

My guests are scared away by you! You still want to.

Mr. Braverley! It's me!

Paulin interrupted the old man's complaints at the right moment.

Oh, I'm so sorry, Reverend Willia.

The old man rubbed his eyes, patted his chest, dusted off the inconspicuous dust on the black linen coat, and straightened the tie:

Sir, what do you need?

While speaking, his gaze also shifted to Yago. Although he was still a little unconscious at first, now he has realized that Yago standing behind is the real customer.

But no sooner had Braverley spoken than Pauline said:

Hey, Mr. Braverley, it's different this time, you can't lie to him, he's with me.

Hearing this sentence, Bravely suddenly said in a muffled voice:

Old Bligh never lied!

Really like it.

Yago on the side recalled Paulin's performance before.

After saying something in a muffled voice, this Mr. Bravely put on a bad face, looked at Yago and said:

What do you need?

This face changed so fast, what happened?

Looking at Paulin suspiciously, Yago said:

A crow, preferably a fog crow, should be silver.

Yago deliberately added the morbid hobbies of the Fast family.

Silver? Where can I find a silver mist crow? Old Braverly muttered, then raised his head, No, there are no silver fog crows here, even if there are, they are very expensive.

It doesn't have to be silver, anything else is fine, a little darker, gray is also fine.

Yago came to the front of the counter, stood in line with Paulin, and said to old Braverly.

.Come with me.

Hearing Yago's words, Old Bligh didn't say anything, but just walked out from behind the counter and walked towards the door opposite the main gate.

As the old Brila opened the door, the unobtrusive sunlight under the gloomy sky illuminated the store from another direction.

Looking at Paulin, Yago and him walked out of the door behind Old Braverly.

Behind this door is a small yard.

There are large and small cages in the small yard, cylindrical floor cages, box-shaped box nests, or large cages that enclose a piece of land with net fences.

However, there were not as many birds as Yago imagined.

Two owls, two different hawks or falcons that Yago didn't recognize, and a dozen small birds that should probably be called finches.

as for the crow

About three.

Yago walked over, stopped by the cages of the sloppy-looking fog crows, and then walked back:

Why are they so dirty?

The three fog crows didn't look dirty because of their feathers, but were really dirty.

Yago could even see the mud marks on their bodies.

I don't sell fog crows here. The previous ones are all old and dead. I caught these three birds stealing eggs recently.

Old Beverly raised his chin and pointed to an eagle next to a cage:

There was another one whose head was torn off by its claws yesterday, and it ate it. The cage was full of feathers. It was terrible.

No, you don't have to go into that detail.

Yago, who had a picture in his mind, couldn't help muttering in his heart.

While he was silent and hesitating, old Braverly said, squinting his eyes:

Basically no one buys these things, and the old Braverly doesn't want to take care of them. If he doesn't buy them, he will feed them as food these days.

Yago followed his gaze and saw the two raptors who didn't know whether they were falcons or eagles.

However, at this time, Paulin next to him suddenly said:

Mr. Braverley, why is your bird gone?

Old Braverly sighed:

Old Bligh is prone to sleepiness, and he can't remember things clearly. He is going to close the store. If they are not sold out this month, Old Bligh will bring them to Cindyla's yard.

Syndira is a small town in the west of Diroud City.

Speaking of this, the old Braverly seemed to have a lot of dissatisfaction and complained:

It's really terrible. Damn Bob is going to raise the rent in the last month, and another person died next to him. The remaining little guys can't be sold at all.

Seeing the three dirty and mud-stained fog crows, Yago touched his pocket and said to old Braverly:

I'll take all three of these and exchange them for a silver birdcage.

Hearing the first half of the sentence, old Braverly was stunned for a while, showing a happy smile, but when the second half of the sentence came out, old Braverly's face sank again, and he said in a muffled voice:

Old Bligh doesn't have a silver cage!

. No, no, why are you so loud?

Afterwards, after Paulin negotiated with old Braverly, Yago directly carried the gray birdcage originally used to hold the eagle, separated from Paulin with the three fog crows, and called the carriage to go home.

But at the same time, on Hunter Street, opposite the pet shop in Old Braverley, on the second floor of a row of houses as dilapidated as the pet shop, two figures were swaying behind the worn curtains.

Damn, why didn't that guy bring anything with him!?

It's strange not here? Another person said briefly and without emotion, That's the person from the Black Bell Church.

But, but what should we do? Our mission this time is to deliver the mysterious object. If we were robbed during the delivery and couldn't get it back, how would we be punished?

Wait, police, leave, sneak in, continue. The other person continued with that unique way of speaking.

Understood, but, could that guy have swallowed something into his stomach? Or sewn it into his flesh? It's all that damn bird! Suddenly he yelled wildly, attracting everyone around him! The man gritted his teeth. .

have no idea.

What should I do? If it is not delivered in time, it will be miserable.

At this moment, he who had been staring at the room next to the pet shop suddenly said:

Wait a minute, that guy, look, that guy is the pastor of Rose Church, I remember him! Rose Church? Why did Rose Church intervene? This is ours

Mystery, the Church of the Rosary, also wants it.

I know, but if it is said that the Rose Church has already intervened to get the things, we can only report it to deal with it. We have no right to do this kind of thing without authorization.

The other person sighed, but at this moment, his gaze passed over Yago who was beside Paulin, and when he glanced helplessly at the birdcage in Yago's hand, he was suddenly taken aback:

No, Avery, look at that birdcage, inside that birdcage! Look, it's the trace of a mysterious object!