Lord of the Silver Crow

No one.

The three men in black trench coats have disappeared.

People? Really a ghost?

Yago opened the third-person perspective, and as the perspective rose, his gaze flicked around, except for Garide standing on the **** and Kogan who came from the other side, no one was seen.

and......

space! ?

Originally there was a place close to a medieval-style hut. It was an open space lined with tombstones. There were no wall stacks at all, and there were no dilapidated old houses.

At this time, Jia Lide and Kogan also walked down the slope, and the two men with lanterns in their hands swept their gazes in the direction he was looking at:

"Ghost? Or a living corpse?"

Seeing his solemn expression, Jia Lide couldn't help asking in a serious tone.

"Just now, there was a dilapidated house, and three men in black trench coats and felt hats..."

Yago described what he had just seen to the two of them.

Hearing this, the two couldn't help but glance at each other. After a few steps back together, Jia Lid drew the pistol from the trench coat and pointed it at Yago without hesitation. Kogan also took out several perfume bottles from his pockets. With a vigilant face...

Seeing the movements of the two men, Yago couldn't help being stunned:

"Wait a minute, what's the situation!?"

Why did you draw the gun suddenly?

"The captain said that you have seen hallucinations several times."

Jia Lide continued solemnly:

"Having often seen hallucinations is one of the main signs of loss of control. It is too late to wait until you are confused or lose your mind."

"But this is... it may be a ghost!"

Yago was a little surprised. Isn't it normal for the grave guard to see the ghost?

"I have never heard of ghosts appearing in the form of a house, Fast."

Kogan, who could understand what he wanted to express but was ready to remove the cap of the perfume bottle at any time, narrowed his eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses:

"Don't act rashly. This is a necessary process. There are many cases of losing control during the spiritual tide. The more inspired the Extraordinary, the easier it is during the spiritual tide. Dantes almost had an accident before, and we will confirm that you are indeed. There is no sign of loss of control."

Signs of loss of control...I didn't realize it at all...

The two of them looked as if they were facing an enemy, he was very surprised, but it was not incomprehensible.

In the file of the Extraordinary case he checked, two members of the Thorn Tree lost control last year alone.

Fenira and Alenacia joined the Thorn Tree at that time.

But understanding belongs to understanding, it is difficult for him to accept it.

"I don't feel anything wrong with myself, I feel I am normal..."

He was a bit wronged and authentic.

"Extraordinary people who are out of control say so." Jiali responded solemnly in German.

"..." The liar couldn't prove himself, he didn't expect that he would actually encounter this theory.

Yago had nothing to say, he raised his hands obediently, and said helplessly, "How can I prove that I am fine?"

"Just stand quietly."

Kogan said, he lowered his body and took out a wooden short stick from his pocket, something like a small branch, while Jia Lide held the revolver tighter and even aimed directly at Yago. Forehead.

Big sister! Be careful of fire!

Yago's body trembled, but he didn't dare to move, he just said cautiously, "Ms. Garrid! Be careful of the fire!"

"Don't worry, my gun fighting skills are very good, and mobile shooting can basically hit the bullseye every time."

Fuck, I'm even more worried! Once the fire is gone, it will be dead!

Fortunately, after he made a sound, Jia Lide moved the muzzle down and aimed at his thigh instead.

Yago kept this posture, drew an unclosed circle with an open upper end on the ground, and added a cross inside.

This is... a peaceful ceremony?

Even if he didn't plan to use it himself, under the instruction of Sander, he also knew many patterns of ritual spells.

Immediately, he saw Gao Gen took out small bottles from his pockets, and placed three small bottles in the shape of perfume bottles at three positions on the unclosed arc at an average distance.

The numbers corresponding to the rose goddess are 3 and 5. Generally, when praying to the rose goddess, various patterns and materials need one of the corresponding numbers.

For example, for this unclosed circle, the arc is one stroke, and the equal-arm cross in the middle is two strokes.

The simplest ritual pattern is 3 and 5 strokes. For more complicated patterns, 33 strokes or 55 strokes are required.

At this time, Yago did not sit still.

Although the other party's subjective purpose is for his own good, he has a considerable degree of dread for the Rose Goddess.

【Lucky check=3.....】

Just as words appeared on the pages of the book, suddenly, a trance struck, and the numbers behind continued to emerge——

【Lucky check=35...】

【Lucky check=5050】

Damn it, just step on it.

Only then did he remember that the gambler's fallacy he reserved for the last time, the gambler's fallacy reserved in the world in the book, is the accumulation of failures that begin with success.

A bit demon, luckily passed.

Yago couldn't help being thankful.

At this time, the high roots of the bottle were placed on the unclosed arc, and after placing the holy symbol of rose in the middle of the equal arm cross, the lid of the bottle was pulled off, and the hands were folded on the shoulders, and the pronunciation was like music. The beautiful Yalf language uttered from his mouth:

"The source of blood, the patron of life."

"The noble creature living with the rose, the noble goddess of Feng Rang."

"Please listen to the prayers of your faithful guards of thorns walking on the ground."

"I pray for your protection."

"I pray for the power of life and peace."

"Pray for your favor to let your faithful thorn guard Diago Claurido Fast return to tranquility, free from the entanglement of illusions and madness, and restore peace."

After reading, he waved the short stick to draw out the mist of the flower dew in the bottle, stacking up the spiritual soil, and in the next instant, he waved the short stick at Yago.

In the next instant, Yago, who closed his eyes, turned on his spiritual vision.

As usual, even if he closes his eyes, the third-person perspective still provides him with a field of vision.

He clearly saw that in the center of the three-color spiritual soil that was piled up in the spiritual mist, a rose clustered by the spiritual mist was born.

Like a vine plant that has accelerated its growth, after the rose emerged from the spiritual soil, it spread towards him.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a cold sensation from the silver key on his chest.

Immediately, a trace of black thread spread out, swiftly and ruthlessly running through the vine roses.

Then, it destroyed the spiritual soil stacked by the spiritual mist.

However, when the pitch-black silk thread was about to penetrate the three bottles, suddenly, the pitch-black silk thread skewed and turned, without breaking the bottle, but breaking the fragrant spiritual mist that overflowed from the mouth of the bottle.