Lord of the Continent [Western Fantasy]

Xixiu Mi sat at the table, waiting for Hersius to teach him how to operate, but after 1 minute, nothing happened.

Xi Xiumi: "??"

"Angel Steward, can we start?" Xi Xiumi reminded.

Hersius coughed lightly, and said seriously, "Master Xixiumi, there is something I want to report to you."

"What's the matter?" Xi Xiumi asked blankly.

"It's just that during the demonstration, physical contact with you is unavoidable." Hersius said solemnly, "You told me before that you are not comfortable with this, and I am worried that I will offend you again."

Xi Xiumi: "..."

no?Such a coincidence?

He looked at the angel steward suspiciously, and Hersius' expression was upright and innocent.

Xixiumi sighed: "Okay, as long as you don't have in-depth contact, then you resigned to your fate and said, "Then... teach me."

Hersius smiled, stretched out his hand in a gentlemanly manner, and said softly, "Give me your hand, Lord Earl."

Xi Xiumi put his hand on it obediently, and Hersius held it lightly, then interlocked his fingers, and said in a deep voice, "Please close your eyes and relax..."

"Wait a moment." Xi Xiumi said suddenly.

Hersius: "??"

"That's it?" Shizumi asked.

"Hmm... so what?" Hersius was puzzled.

Xi Xiumi shook their tightly intertwined hands: "Is this the physical contact you are talking about?"

Hersius nodded with a smile, Xixiumi heaved a sigh of relief, and thought to himself: So it was just like this, so it’s okay.

But Hersius thought: It is enough to hold a small hand, and I have waited tens of thousands of years for this.

Xi Xiumi signaled to continue, and Hersius said slowly: "Relax your breath, imagine the mist spreading, and now you are sitting on the throne in the palace of dreams, waiting for those lucky ones to arrive."

Hersius' voice was deep and magnetic, and sounded extremely reliable. He exuded a faint fragrance of roses. Xi Xiumi closed his eyes, followed the other party's guidance, and tried his best to build a dream palace in his mind.

The fragrance of Hersius' body became more and more intense, and his breath filled every breath. Xi Xiumi gradually fell into a deep subconscious, and the surrounding space began to violently turmoil.

In the distant void, the mist sensed the master's call, broke through the shackles of dimensions instantly like a mad dog, and descended on the manor in an instant.

In the manor, all the props remained silent. They were still able to detect all kinds of abnormal phenomena, but they could not stop the invasion of the fog, and everyone was already hypnotized by Hersius, completely ignoring everything that happened at this time.

The nameless gray mist is surrounded by countless indescribable unknown beings, they are whispering, and they are frantically playing monotonous and empty music.

No one can see what they are, and no one can hear their murmurs clearly, because no matter who they are, when they face the "truth", they will lose their minds in an instant, and then fall into the darkness completely. dark abyss.

In the study room, the silver-haired angel spread its huge wings, held the boy's hand tightly, closed his eyes, and felt the arrival of the dream hall together with him.

Suddenly, Hersius opened his eyes, his scarlet eyes stared at the thick fog in front of him, and his brows frowned slightly.

Heh... something unclean got in here.

The corner of Hersius' mouth hooked evilly, and he looked at the giant pink egg covered with patterns in the mist with contempt.

What did these idiots send?

This is... the breath of the ancient dead, why return to the kingdom of the living?Trying to compete with me for His favor?

The hateful fogs are becoming more and more dishonest, and even started to do things secretly behind my back?

"Hersus, are you still okay?" Xi Xiumi closed his eyes and asked doubtfully, "Can I open my eyes now?"

Just now, Xixiumi's heart was beating wildly, and he clearly felt that something was watching him, as if waiting for him to say a certain name.

"Hurry up, my lord." Hersius comforted, "Please wait a little longer."

Xixiumi had no choice but to resist the urge to open his eyes and wait for the notification from Hersius. At this time, Hersius' face was already full of murderous looks, and his eyes seemed to be soaked in blood, which was terribly red.

Before that, he thought he was a Buddhist. After all, he had been with Xixiumi for a while, playing the role of a harmless gentleman butler. However, when he saw the giant egg rolling in the mist, he realized that, He is still the demon from ten thousand years ago - the fallen angel who killed gods.

--damn it!

The black wings became infinitely large in an instant, covering the entire study room in an instant. Like a mouse seeing a cat, the mist shrank into a ball suddenly, big and small, as if trembling, and the pink flower covered with patterns The egg was sealed in an ancient book by Hersius.

No one could interrupt his alone time with Him, not anyone!

After finishing everything, Hersius said respectfully, "Master Xixiumi, you can open your eyes now."

Xi Xiumi slowly opened his eyes, and in front of him were shining treasures and countless props, exactly what he saw in the dream palace.

It's just... He looked around and found out why the dream palace had become smaller?

"Hersus," Xi Xiumi murmured, "Dream Palace, isn't it a little shrunk..."

Hersius couldn't laugh or cry, and explained: "It hasn't shrunk, it's just that your study is not big enough, and you can only show a corner of it. If you want to see the whole picture, you have to cover the whole manor."

However, if that was the case, everyone in the manor would have to go to sleep at the same time, and Sishoumi couldn't do it when he was awake, but Hersius couldn't tell him these words.

Uh... Well, Xixiu Mi thought, it seems that his study room is too small, which makes the palace of dreams shrink.

Seeing Xi Xiumi's disappointed expression, Hersius was like a male beast who failed to satisfy his mate, and said with frustration and guilt: "It's all my fault for making you dissatisfied."

"It's not your problem, Hersius." Xi Xiumi looked at him strangely, not understanding why the other party wanted to apologize, "It's really because the study is too small, and it's nothing."

"I can remedy it." Hersius looked serious.

"No, butler," Sihumi said, "you don't have to."

Hersius' wings had drooped to the ground, Xi Xiumi glanced at it, and had no choice but to say: "Okay, then... let's remedy it."

So Hersius became happy again. After a fierce operation, he turned the crystal ornament on Xixiumi's table into a crystal ball, and turned his white quill pen into black, with several pictures drawn on it. The eyes finally turned a piece of white paper into a yellowed parchment.

Xi Xiumi looked at the three strange objects on the table with a blank expression.

"The functions of these three items are: surveillance, manipulation, and command." Hersius introduced it on his own initiative.

"Exactly?" Xi Xiumi asked.

"The crystal ball is for surveillance."

Speaking of which, Hersius caressed the crystal ball, and with a buzzing sound, a huge light screen appeared in front of Xixiu Mi immediately, showing the scene at the gate of the manor. The picture was very clear, and he even clearly saw the guard knight picking his nostrils towards the sky .

Xi Xiumi: "..."

"Okay, let's turn off one screen first." Xixiumi said blankly, "Continue to talk about the uses of the other two."

Hersius waved his hand, and the screen disappeared, and continued: "The black quill can control the guests who have visited the Dream Palace, just like a marionette."

Xi Xiumi looked shocked: "It sounds so evil, isn't it too unkind?"

"For props, there is no distinction between righteousness and evil." Hersius said indifferently, "If it falls into the hands of people with ulterior motives, it is a devil's prop, but in your hands, it is a treasure to save all living beings."

Xi Xiumi: "..."

Hersius' rainbow fart skill is really getting better and better, Xi Xiumi thought silently in his heart.

"What about this one?" Xixiumi asked, pointing at the parchment scroll.

"This parchment..." Hersius thought for a while, then smiled and said, "Write your instructions on it with this quill, and it will be fulfilled immediately."

Hearing this sentence, Xi Xiumi's jaw dropped immediately, and he questioned: "Is this too ridiculous? You can write anything?"

After thinking for a while, Hersius said uncertainly, "Well... it should be like this."

Xixiu Mi looked suspiciously at Hersius. Hersius was not as calm as before this time. After all, the so-called instant fulfillment was just for those sycophants to carry out.

In view of Angel Butler's guilty conscience, Xi Xiumi decided to test the authenticity of the parchment, so he picked up a black quill, thought about it, and wrote earnestly: Bring me a cup of sweet milk black tea.

In an instant, the gray handwriting disappeared on the parchment, and turned into the words of the gods invisible to Xixiumi, passing through the void and coming into the thick fog.

There were rustling whispers in the mist, and those great unknown beings received his instructions, and immediately began to argue.

"I go!"

"No, I'll go!"

"My lord called me."

"not me!"

Not long after, the mist suddenly appeared in the study, and then, like a loyal dog running towards its owner, it quickly pounced on Xixiumi's desk, hovered for a while and then disappeared, leaving only a cup of steaming sweet milk tea.

Xi Xiumi was dumbfounded, and after a while, the corner of his mouth twitched and said: "It seems...it's quite useful."

Hersius heaved a sigh of relief, fortunately Xixiu Mi only assigned a simple task, if some weird idea suddenly popped up in his mind and wrote it on the parchment, if those idiots couldn't do it, then he would be really ashamed .

Looking at the three weird and miraculous props on the table, Xi Xiumi put the black quill and the yellowed sheepskin roll aside after a short thought.

These two functions are too "powerful", and it is better not to use them for the time being.

A beautiful crystal ball was placed in the middle of the desk. After briefly consulting Hersius on how to control it, Xixiumi concentrated on it, and the crystal ball began to glow faintly, and then a buzzing sound, a hole of light burst out from inside.

Like a slowly unfolding scroll, a city appears in front of Xixiumi, the picture is so clear that one feels as if one is in it, where it is so poor and desolate.

This is where the priestess lived?Xi Xiumi was a little surprised, why is it so broken?

"Where is this, Angel Steward?"

"The City of Sighs in the Kingdom of Opas." Hersius said softly, "It means the city of the moon, where there is an annual wonder--the blood moon."

Xi Xiumi said casually: "It sounds very good, I can go and have a look if I have a chance."

Hersius' wings trembled slightly, and he regarded Xixiu Mi's words as an invitation, thinking about when to take him to see the red moon.

Staring at the high-definition screen, Xixiumi asked worriedly: "It's so clear, we won't be discovered, right?"

This is the first time for him to spy on others, and he feels a little uneasy in his heart. He always feels that this is a very embarrassing thing--hiding secretly in a corner to observe other people's every move, and thinking about it makes him feel very ashamed.

"My lord, you don't have to have this kind of psychological burden." Feeling the fluctuation of Xixiu Mi, Hersius comforted him softly: "Your starting point is kind, and you are doing this to better help those guests, the God of Light He monitors his believers all the time, but it does not hinder people's faith."

"That's right." Xi Xiumi agreed.

With Xixiumi's conscious control, the pictures in the light screen switched continuously. Hersius patiently explained to him one by one. Xixiumi listened carefully and continued to manipulate the picture, finally staying on the fifth floor of the Demon Hunter Association Small building.

"This is the Witcher Association building?" Xi Xiumi said, "It looks a bit shabby, after all, it is such an important organization."

Hersius explained: "The country of Opus itself is not rich."

Xi Xiumi hummed. Just now he had a preliminary understanding of this country through Hersius' detailed introduction, including the past events of the City of Sighs, the current situation, and the entanglements among the various forces in the city.

Regarding the Demon Hunters Association, he knew that it was an organization that gathered the best demon hunters from all over the country. Its members earned gold coins by hunting all kinds of monsters and dark creatures to improve their lives, and Herax was one of them. .

"Okay." Xi Xiumi sat upright, and said seriously: "Let us see what the relationship between the brave lady witcher and the Church of Light is."

Hersius: "..."

Uh... No way, is he still thinking about it?

However, Hersius did not clarify this misunderstanding to Xixiu Mi. His lord god said everything was right and pleasant, even if it was a misunderstanding, it was so cute.

The screen continued to move, and according to Xixiu Mi's thoughts, he quickly traced the trail of the witcher lady.