Lord of the Mysteries: Yao Guang

The room that Cattleya prepared for Klein was pretty good. It was spacious and neatly furnished. It also had a separate bathroom and a window that opened to overlook the sea.

Before Klein closed the window, a skylark took a step ahead of him, rushed into the room like a sharp arrow, landed firmly on the desk, and folded its wings.

"Heath Doyle is a 'Rose Bishop'?" Klein asked.

Esther heard what he wanted to ask, and immediately responded:

"I'm fine, and he's fine, I'm just doing a little verification. I've been in contact with Extraordinary people from that path, and now I can confirm that the power of 'Zoya' can have a powerful appeasement of unknown origin to them.

"I don't know how to describe that effect, but my singing voice can capture other people's 'perception' to a certain extent, and use it to stabilize other people's spirit bodies, allowing them to maintain their own stability. Put this ability on them It seems to have a soothing effect on them when it’s on them.”

Klein frowned slightly. Thinking of the fact that Esther swallowed the pollution of the "True Creator" before, he couldn't help but feel even more worried: "Will it attract His attention?"

Of course, Esther could tell who this "he" referred to: "Probably not, Hiss is not a believer. If he is a believer, I'm afraid I can recognize me directly at a glance."

"what happened?"

"You can use it as a radio broadcast to find the 'Zoya' announcement?" Esther tried to fool this matter with a joke.

Klein stretched out his hand to close the window, set up a spiritual wall in the room to isolate prying eyes from mysticism, and even put Mr. Azik's copper whistle on the table before he solemnly pulled a chair and sat opposite Esther.

Although there was only one person and one bird, he assumed the posture of three trials.

Esther didn't look at him, but stared at the copper whistle that was taken out to "suppress the place".

"My wings are shaking," Esther said blankly, "Is this an item from the 'Corpse Collector' path?"

"Yes, from one of my teachers." Out of respect for Mr. Ards, Klein did not share more information with Esther.

Esther didn't ask any more questions, but jumped to the side twice and stood on the edge of the desk: "I can't eat anymore, I really can't eat indiscriminately anymore."

Then Skylark looked up and met Klein's eyes full of condemnation. The bird cleared his throat: "Well, well, I'm just speculating. 'Zoya' has something to do with the 'True Creator', probably with Amon at that time." It's the same, it's all a mess left behind in ancient times."

"Then his social circle is not very good." Klein said in a deep voice.

Esther smiled wryly twice, but didn't answer.

She is still not sure what kind of existence "Zoya" is. Her personality, preferences and even the things she has done, Esther seems to be groping for a huge thing with her eyes closed, and the information in her hand can only be fragmented. Piece together the feathers of a lark.

He doesn't seem to have strong emotions towards humans, and he doesn't even have strong hostility towards Esther.But Esther thought that she was also "kind" to the grilled fish that was served on the table. This brief exchange without hostility was more about "don't care".

Klein reminded Esther again: "Be careful, don't touch it out of curiosity."

Esther hesitated, but she dared not express her inner thoughts. After all, no matter from which point of view, the "True Creator" is not a target that can be contacted in the eyes of normal Extraordinary people. Esther's "no hostility" It's still a guess.

Skylark nodded slowly with his mouth closed, looking solemn, but only for looks.

Klein lowered his gaze, and felt a headache because of the many relationships involved in "Zoya". Isn't he the attendant of the "Lord of the Spirit World"?How could he run around and provoke angels and gods all over the world...

Esther turned her head: "I'll go to the deck for a while, you have a good rest. Don't worry, I don't need sleep much now."

Klein looked into the clear eyes of the little bird: "This is—"

"Since Sequence Four, Extraordinary people have gained divinity, and they have begun to separate from human beings." Esther said these words very flatly, without any emotion.

She saw Klein's deepest suspicion, so she laughed again: "Hey, don't worry, I just have something to think about, and I want to blow some air. I can't squat here and watch you sleep while staring blankly."

Hearing what she said, Klein understood that Esther also wanted to avoid suspicion, so he naturally wouldn't ask her to stay again: "Be careful not to catch a cold."

He opened the window a little more, and let the lark out.

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The hull of the boat pushes away the waves, and the morning light falls.

Esther saw two passing whaling ships ahead, and the moment they saw the "Future", they adjusted their positions urgently, aiming their artillery at this famous pirate ship, and guarding every move of the "Future" .

But the "Future" didn't care about this, it moved forward on its own, and when it encountered a few pirate ships surrounding the edge of the route, the "Future" unceremoniously drove up and chased away those hyena-like pirate ships. Disperse away.

Such a majestic aura excited Esther at the bow. She had been blowing the sea breeze all night, but she didn't expect such a small storm in the morning.

I don't know what those pirate ships are doing here?

Frank Lee came to the deck early in the morning, holding a rectangular water tank with two live fish in his arms, and a large beer glass on top of the water tank. When Frank tried to maintain his balance, the beer glass Has no tendency to drop and break.

The weather was fine and the waves were not too big, which made Frank take a deep breath comfortably. He couldn't wait to verify the results of his experiments. The few fish bred last week were urged to grow, and finally they could be cut and tasted.

He saw the skylark squatting on the side of the boat at a glance. Thinking that it could talk yesterday, Frank immediately greeted the bird, which seemed to be an extraordinary creature: "Good morning!"

Skylark uttered a short cry, hopped around the side of the boat and turned around: "Good morning, sir."

"Frank Lee, you can call me Frank, do you have a name?"

Frank looked at the skylark curiously, but even with his "biologist" ability, it was difficult to analyze the structure of the skylark clearly. He noticed that it was different from ordinary skylarks in its feather tufts and the bones at the tip of its wings.

"I'm Norns, Mr. Frank."

Skylark leaned forward as a bow, and then looked at Frank and the water tank in his hand with the same curiosity. The fish in it looked strange in color, and the scales shone reddish-purple under the sun.

Frank put the heavy water tank on the deck, walked around the skylark twice, couldn't help rubbing his hands: "Nons, you are not an ordinary skylark, are you?"

"Yes." Esther didn't know what this man was thinking about, but she didn't mind pretending to be a tiger, "Mr. Gehrman won't raise useless things."

Of course, Frank did not forget that this skylark was brought on board by a crazy adventurer, but once his strong curiosity came up, it was difficult to suppress, and this enthusiasm also showed on his face: "Little Norns, let's discuss , could you lend me a few feathers to study? If you would—”

"Frank!"

A mid-spirited female voice yelled, and Esther immediately looked up. It was a tall lady who started at 1.8 meters, and she could tell the obvious Feysac blood from her appearance at a glance.She was wrapped in a close-fitting fish skin tights, fully showing the ups and downs of her figure.

The lady didn't come alone, she was followed by several other sailors, and immediately some of them came to Frank's fish tank curiously.

"Good morning Nina!"

"Morning. Let's make some diving preparations first, and then go directly to the sea to investigate the underwater ruins after the captain gives us a word." The lady called Nina also glanced at the fish tank on the ground, "What did you fix?"

"I want to breed a fish that can reproduce quickly, but the blood in their bodies is wine! This way we will not have to worry about drinking when we sail at sea!"

Nina wrinkled her nose in disgust, and then she raised her head to meet the bright eyes of the skylark: "Hey, where did this bird come from? You newly bred it?"

"Hello, Ms. Nina." Esther bowed again, and immediately everyone's eyes fell on Skylark.

A few sailors who didn't watch Klein's boarding last night stepped back immediately after seeing the bird speak.

Their fear of Frank is evident.

"I'm Norns, Mr. Gehrman's companion."

Nina suddenly realized: "Oh, Sparrow's bird? It's all right. I thought it was Frank who created some strange creature, and it could even talk..."

The other sailors also had the same attitude as her. Esther smacked her lips and suddenly became interested in the deeds of this Frank Lee. Why are they so afraid of him as companions on the same ship?

Esther recalled what Frank said when he communicated with Klein last night, even if it sounds scary to crossbreed bulls, cows and wheat, but that starting point is very interesting, and the fish he was about to deal with, Aren't Frank's ideas great?
Nina walked under the slightly shaded sail, and not long after, Esther smelled the Nepos wine in the sea breeze.Except for the two people who gathered around Frank to join in the fun, several other sailors began to pack up the things they needed to bring for diving and started simple warm-up activities.

"Quaternary remains?" Esther asked.

A sailor who looked younger answered her words: "Yes, there are rumors that it is on the bottom of the sea near here. Because it is on the way, the captain wants to send someone down to have a look."

When Klein followed Cattleya onto the deck, Frank had already scraped the fish with his dagger, and the sea fish struggled a couple of times in his wide palm.

After excitedly introducing his "results" to Gehrman, Frank stabbed the dagger into the sea fish's body vigorously, opening a long slit.

There was no smell of blood wafting out, and as the rose-red liquid flowed into the tankard, gradually filling more than half of the tank, Esther could indeed smell the aroma of fermented wine.

There was no other strange smell, not even a fishy smell in the blood. The eyes of the fish that dedicated its life to brewing reform were wide open, staring blankly at the sky, full of grievances that refused to rest in peace.

After all, fish cannot close their eyes.

Esther flapped her wings and flew down, curiously reached the edge of the beer glass, and jumped twice.

Frank, who was holding the wine glass, didn't notice that he was still dancing and continuing to introduce to his new friend Gehrman:
"As long as this fish can reproduce quickly and become the main product of the sea, no matter where we go, we won't be short of wine—"

"Hey! Who's bird is drinking!"