Lord of the Mysteries: Yao Guang

In the evening, Alexander knocked on the door of Esther's room, which interrupted Esther's contemplation. She was hesitating whether to write to Klein.

Maybe we should wait until tonight's full moon passes smoothly.

Esther opened the door: "What's wrong?"

Alexander gestured for her to follow: "It's not safe for you to stay here tonight. I specially asked Aaron to clean up the room next to the captain's cabin."

Esther followed behind Alexander: "Next to the captain's cabin?"

"Toma's proposal, he seems to wish that Aaron would be unlucky, but Aaron did not refuse, you know, his firmness in his 'lucky'..." Alexander chuckled twice, and he also felt that the two of them felt that Serious behavior is childish.

"You should have prepared accordingly, right?"

"Yes, considering the situation of being out of control, I have arranged some corresponding sealing means in the next room, at least it will not let you affect the whole 'Clover'. I also prepared two with sleeping effect scented candles, crafted from a remarkable material that soothes spirits."

Esther nodded: "I see. I probably don't have any other needs, just stay inside for one night."

Alexander glanced at Esther worriedly, but said nothing.

Thomas stood outside the door of the captain's cabin, while Aaron leaned against the door frame. The expressions of both of them looked subtle, but Esther still greeted them when they passed by.

Thomas just nodded indifferently, and Aaron told Esther with a serious face: "You can call me for help, at least I still have a spell to force sleep."

Esther didn't think that kind of thing would be useful. She had never been drawn into a dream when she was on a mission in Tingen before, but Esther still smiled at Aaron: "Thank you for your kindness, if that kind The raving is too painful, and I probably won't have the chance to ask you for help."

Then she didn't talk to the two of them any more, and walked into the room where Alexander had just opened the door.

"Do you need me to set up a spiritual wall here through the princess?" Alexander specifically asked before closing the door.

"Thank you, no need for now, I can tell 'Clover' directly later."

Alexander shook his head: "I have forgotten this, then I will close the door."

"Ok."

After Alexander left, Esther turned around and looked at the room. She couldn't comment on the ground, walls, and ceiling covered with a layer of steel skin. She could see some mystical symbols engraved in the seams of the iron skin.

The floor was covered with a rough wool fabric so that Esther would not make a sound with every step.The room is small, consisting of a soft armchair with a stack of blankets and a cushion for sitting and meditating.

A few books and two candles were piled up next to the sofa, and they were placed directly on the carpet, obviously for Esther to read for entertainment.

There are no windows in the house, and a horse lantern hangs on the wall, providing a steady light source for the place.

Esther guessed that this place was originally used by Aaron to store things, and it was not as dangerous as the collection room, but the hidden compartments in his room could no longer fit, so he stuffed ordinary materials or treasure boxes that took up more space here.

Esther sat cross-legged on the couch, a small amount of light scattered from the top of her head and floated into the wall. At the same time, the "Clover" took the initiative to raise a green light curtain in the room, isolating the inside from the outside .

"The next step is to wait..." Esther sighed, closed her eyes and fell back on the back of the sofa, letting her body sink into it.

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The babbling in the ears suddenly became clear, as if there was only a wall between the person calling for help and Esther.

Esther's "spiritual intuition" was suddenly touched. She closed her eyes and outlined the image of the light cluster in her mind through meditation. Soon, Esther's consciousness sank into a silent darkness, leaving only the There were constant cries for help.

Suddenly, something lit up in the darkness. It is not accurate to say that it "brightens". Esther just seems to have glimpsed the existence of those eyes. There are phantoms in the blue eyes that are like ripples. The overlapping endless doors.

But a bright red curtain stood in front of those eyes and covered them tightly, covering those extremely indifferent blue eyes.

Esther could feel herself still sitting on the couch, wrapped in a soft, warm blanket, but her consciousness transcended time, space, and any barriers to reach where those eyes were.

"Help me, please save me..." The voice was still echoing, and after using Hermes, it was replaced with ancient Feysac.

So Esther also asked in ancient Feysac: "Are you calling for help?"

The voice stopped suddenly, and when he spoke again, he revealed surprise and curiosity, but Esther could clearly see that there was no emotion in those eyes.The other party also answered her in ancient Feysac:
"Yes, I was calling for help, and finally someone responded to me..."

"Who are you?"

The voice was silent for two seconds before responding to her: "You can call me 'Mr. Door', ma'am."

Esther recited the name silently, but did not find any clues in her memory. She could only continue to ask, "Why are you calling for help?"

"I've been trapped here, in this endless storm and darkness, I've been trapped for so long, I almost forgot what the outside world is like."

Esther suddenly had the impression that it was very early, that she had seen two pieces of Roselle's diary at Old Neil in Tingen.Roselle wrote there that he had once found a "poor fellow caught in a storm, lost in the depths of darkness," whose cries only came a little closer to the real world at each full moon!
Is this the poor man trapped?But where is he?The first sound of storm and darkness made Esther suspect that the opponent's location might be a land abandoned by gods, but the strange crimson that blocked her eyes made Esther subconsciously deny this guess.

No, he should be somewhere else.

"Mr. Men, over the years, I'm not the only one who responded to your calls for help, right?" Esther just had a guess. With Emperor Roselle's unfettered character, it was impossible for him to give up communicating with this man after only one contact. Weird "Mr. Door".

This time, the voice was silent for a longer time, and he let out a sad sigh: "Alas... just like what you said, but no one succeeded in rescuing me, and in the end they all left me alone to continue calling for help."

Esther thought for a few seconds and asked him, "But where are you trapped?"

"I don't know. I was expelled by their power and stayed away from my hometown for too long. I really want to go back, I really want to go back to the world I am familiar with."

His voice was anxious and sad, and no one would think it was false just listening to such a voice full of pain.

But Esther could see those indifferent eyes, surrounded by crimson, existing in her perception.

The voice begged again, and seemed to hear Esther's soft-hearted tone: "Please, I need to go back to my family, I don't know how many years have passed since I was expelled, but I know The family is still there, I should still have family members alive, I have to go back and see them..."

Esther said nothing.

The voice had no choice but to change the direction of pleading: "I can exchange everything with you, the historical secrets I know, the treasures of the Tudor Empire, the many lost relics of the spiritual world, and even the truth about the occult and the extraordinary world!"

Esther's breathing stagnated, and she instantly raised the opponent's danger level to the level of a true god in her heart.

This knowledge is enough to destroy anyone.The more secretive mystic knowledge is, the stronger the harm it will cause to ordinary people. Most Beyonders who have formally studied know about this. Where does this person have the confidence to think that she is enough to bear these things?
"I'm far from being able to understand these things, Mr. Men, you seem to have misunderstood me."

The voice chuckled twice and replied to her: "No, I'm pretty sure you're good enough to accept these things, you've been able to communicate with me so peacefully, haven't you? I can sense something special about you, young one Miss."

Before Esther could speak, he continued: "If you want, I will even guide you how to get rid of your imprisonment, but the premise is that you have to free me, and I can only help you when I return to the real world .”

"What's the name of the family you're talking about? Maybe I can check their situation for you." Esther said this, trying to change the subject. She ignored the conditions thrown by the other party and didn't want to pay attention to his deliberate temptation.

"I can't tell you! If you want to murder them, I have no way to protect them. You just need to save me. Please, I will definitely give you a reward far beyond your imagination. I know what you desire!"

Esther didn't pay attention to the over-emphasized "desire" in the other party's words, her "spiritual intuition" suddenly swayed, and a sudden inspiration came to her mind.That was the surname mentioned by Miss "Magician" at the Tarot Club, and Esther asked it out by the way:
"Is it the Abraham family?"

When she asked this sentence, the red curtain covering the eyes of the blue eyes twisted for a moment.

What kind of eyes are those? The eyes with overlapping doors in the phantom are filled with extremely complicated emotions, revealing madness and pain, as well as despair and mourning, far more real than those words of pleading for help before.

Esther's feelings were almost connected with the other party, her heart was clenched by the broken eyes, and her breathing even became short of breath.

The voices that came this time were even more frantic than the uninterrupted calls for help before, and each voice was full of regret: "Don't save me! Don't try to save me! Never save me—"

The voice stopped abruptly.

Esther couldn't help calling softly: "Mr. Abraham?"

In her perception, the crimson light suddenly brightened, and the veil that covered the blue eyes came down again, covering it layer by layer.

"Don't save me..."

This conversation ended with this slight murmur at the end.

Everything in Esther's perception disappeared, the crimson curtain, the eyes of the overlapping door, and the voice of calling for help and denying at the same time.

Esther opened her eyes, the sense of dislocation that made her dizzy still remained, she simply fell down on the sofa and quietly recalled the previous conversation.

As the night of the full moon passed, this babbling from negative effects, enough to destroy many people, came to an end.