Lord of the Silver Crow

Although the tall mercenary did not respond to the yin and yang tone of the companion, the content of the dialogue still refuted:

"Just like last time, the wolf plague in Dillard Plains was solved directly by the Earl Durad."

"You know, the previous time, which was small and many, required Viscount Di Lude and a bishop of the Holy Light Church to work together to solve it."

When the tall mercenary spoke, he used the comparison of description, and he didn't know whether he wanted to explain the strength of Earl Durard or how terrible the last wolf disaster was.

After all, they all knew that Earl Durard, who belonged to the North Duke, was known for his fighting power.

However, for Yago, it was different.

He didn't know what the so-called "wolf plague" was, or what kind of person the "Earl Durad" was.

However, he is not unfamiliar with the various other nouns that appeared in the dialogue between several people.

"Di Lude", "Transformed Knight", "Professional", "Witcher", "Holy Light Church"...

What disaster happened to Di Lude, he knew about it, and learned about it several times.

Even the family crest of Viscount Di Lude's house is "ash".

but.....

"Wolf disaster"?

Yago frowned slightly.

However, just when he was going to continue to listen to see if he could get relevant information from the conversations of those mercenaries, the few people moved on to other topics—

On the topic of where and where the Orioles are better and cooler, on the topic of which woman is "better to use" when the robbers rob and kill the caravan before.

For these topics, Yago is not interested.

Just when Yago turned into thinking about whether he could acquire memories and how much he could acquire through killing people through the shadow mage's ability to imitate and reproduce the ability of the grave guard, suddenly, he suddenly felt a "line of sight" ".

A line of sight from the "shadow".

Or in other words, from the "time" level of sight.

Almost in an instant, Yago suddenly turned his eyes and looked in the direction that touched his perception.

A man with a rather haggard look in a somewhat tattered black robe was watching him with a pair of bright eyes.

Even though Yago turned his gaze to meet him, the other party did nothing.

He can clearly feel that the opponent's strength is "very weak", and from his perspective, he can clearly see that the overlapping shadows on the opponent's body are quite weak.

But the opponent still looked like he didn't do anything. If it weren't for Yago could clearly realize that the opponent was looking at him, he would even treat him as a statue, a dead person.

After hesitating for a moment, Yago walked towards the opponent.

His gradual approach did not change this person.

But Yago was able to gradually see clearly, the almost overflowing silence and despair in the opponent's pair of pupils without high light.

Finally, Yago came to the opponent and stood in front of the opponent:

"you-"

As soon as Yago wanted to ask something, the man murmured to himself:

"Fake, fake, fake...it's not my power...nor are yours..."

Although Yago heard these words, he couldn't understand them for a while.

What fake, what power?

But just as he tried to understand, the man whose eyes had disappeared even the highlight, stretched out his hand to him abruptly, and grabbed Yago's neck:

"give me back!"

The other party's sudden "attack" caused Yago to react subconsciously, and the shadows gathered in his hand, like a sharp claw across the other party's arm that grabbed him.

Torn.

As the shadow corresponding to the opponent's arm in his perspective was cut off, a crack appeared in the man's outstretched hands in an instant, and then broke and fell to the ground.

And because of the judgment of being "attacked," after Yago subconsciously blocked the defense, he also took a counterattack action—

One after another, feather-like shadows shot toward the vital parts of the opponent's chest and abdomen.

That was the shadow torn from his own body, turned into a "magic mark" under the ability of the "magician".

If hit, these "anchors" shaped in the shape of feathers can create a "connection" on the opponent's body, and with the ability of the "puppet master", the opponent can become a puppet manipulated by him.

However, what also unexpectedly happened to Yago was that the opponent did not act to resist, nor even had the consciousness of resisting.

The "magic marks", or "anchors" that Yagosug formed feathers, easily pierced into the opponent's body.

Moreover, what surprised Yago even more was that his "mark" was embedded in it quite easily, like a container that was repeatedly adjusted to achieve a height match...

The emergence of this situation made Yago feel a little stunned.

However, when he did all this, the man in front of him had a strange smile on his face:

"My power is back, my power is back."

This kind of smile surprised Yago, thinking that he had fallen into a trap, but...

Yago's vigilance has never ushered in the expected or unexpected crisis.

Very calm.

After the man's weird smile, there was no other abnormality.

However, out of vigilance, Yago chose to evacuate immediately.

......

After not ushering in the expected pursuit for a long time, in a strange calm, with the idea of ​​finding out the situation, Yago returned to his place again.

That man, still standing on the spot, still had the original posture, still the original weird smile.

The man who was pierced into the body by his "feather", who stood still in place under the manipulation of his "do not move" containment action, has not changed compared to just now.

This situation made Yago somewhat puzzled.

Am I... something wrong?

Returning to the man's side, Yago took a closer look, and after confirming that there was indeed no change in the other party, he became more sure of the reason for the situation just now—

He thinks too much, it's not a trap.

This man is indeed not strong.

So, what was the other party's sentence just now?

Recalling what he had just felt, the height of the opponent's body matched his power, or the height of the "power of time" and the height of the "shadow power", Yago thought.

Suddenly, he recalled something.

The power of "professionals" comes from the residue of "gods".

Is it possible?

Tentatively, Yago used the power of the Shadow Mage to imitate the power of the tombkeeper, imitate the power of the headless horseman, imitate the power of the soul-seeker, and try to get some information from the opponent's brain and memory.

but......

Failed.

This result made Yago feel a little disappointed.

Although I knew it for a long time, but...