Lord of the Silver Crow

Pendant angel Hambaya.

Outside the clock tower, the crying old man looked at the closed door with an unusually ugly expression.

He stretched out his hand and tried to open the decaying door of the bell tower.

However, no matter how hard he tried, the door could not be opened.

With his eyes condensed, he spit out an obscure whisper:

"Turn on!"

However, this can break many closed spells, but it did not take effect.

Seeing this scene, the crying old man looked very ugly.

However, at this moment, the chill came from behind.

Without thinking about it, he flipped his fingers flexibly, and gently pushed out a broken lens facing the rear.

Just as the lens was pushed out, a black flame had reached the back of his waist.

However, at the moment when the black flame was about to hit him, the lens showed invisible waves and deflected to the left at an angle close to ninety degrees.

It was not that the direction was forcibly changed, the black flame had no deformation or loss of power at all, as if it had originally shot in this direction.

At the moment when the black flame deflected, the crying old man flashed to the left, and another lens slipped out of his right hand.

However, at this moment, as if the surrounding light was instantly absorbed, a black light like a pillar fell from the sky.

boom! !

Everything around it seemed to be melted in an instant, and huge deep pits appeared around.

But corresponding to the traces of melting is the thick frost that has condensed on the bottom of the pit.

An old man whose entire lower body disappeared was lying on the edge of the pothole, apparently dead.

Seeing this, the attacker, the knight wearing the black armor, indifferently turned and left with the crowd approaching around him.

.......

In the material world, a middle-aged man wearing a smiley mask emerged from the mirror on a wooden sail battleship shrouded in mist and decayed. When I got out of the mirror, I turned upside down and turned into a crying face upside down.

Turning his head and looking at the spectacles, the middle-aged man's beak mask appeared in his mind, frowning and muttering to himself:

"The Lantern Hermit..."

But at this moment, his expression tightened, and before he knew it, a majestic thick mist was already covering his body.

A sound like the sound of water splashed:

"Liander, you can't run away this time!"

Even though he lost in the battle just now, the middle-aged man, Liandel showed a sarcasm:

"It seems that Geville is not here. Without Geville, would you dare to appear in front of my eyes?"

As he said, a broken mirror slid out between his fingers, and a purple-black phantom-like long whip was condensed in his right hand, and he twitched at the figure that appeared on the mirror.

"what!!"

The screams, which resembled a giant whale, or a sea beast, screamed out from the dilapidated hull.

In an instant, the surrounding seas seemed to have set off a tsunami, and layers of ocean waves mixed with undercurrents raged frantically.

......

Returning to the material world, after finding two bottles in the clothing store to fill the mysterious phantom and light black blood, Yago stuffed the bottles under the bed and hid them.

He took off his mask and lay on the bed, the chattering and whispering that lingered in his mind made him close to collapse.

In that battle in the round room, he used a lot of spiritual fog, which was extremely exhausting.

Moreover, the use of masks is not cost-free.

With a bitter smile, Yago quickly fell into a deep sleep while holding the quilt under the strong weakness caused by the double consumption.

However, when he fell asleep, a dark shadow fell from the light window and landed in front of him.

Claws with 7-shaped spots stepped on the quilt he was holding, stepping on and on, and the gray bird's beak pecked his finger.

Yago, who had fallen into a deep dream, didn't wake up, just shook his hand instinctively.

It spread its wings slightly, quickly jumped a few steps back, and then moved up again.

After being driven away by Yago instinctively for the third time, Shuge tilted his head, a pair of crow eyes looked at Yago who was breathing smoothly, and went forward again to peck Yago's fingers.

However, this time, it did not escape Yago's instinctive reaction and was pushed off the low bed with the back of Yago's hand and fell on the ground.

Shu Geyin, who fluttered his wings back and turned up from the ground, was about to jump up again, but at this moment, the pair of crow eyes, which were flowing dimly and dimly like lanterns, seemed to see something.

It tilted its head and looked at it, then went directly under the bed.

After a while, Shugein dragged the bottle that Yago had just put down from the bottom of the bed.

After staring at the two bottles in a seeming posture, Shugein tilted his head, opened the gray crow's beak, and pulled out the bottle.

......

In the deep, dark dream, Yago felt a suffocating pressure.

It seemed that something had sealed his mouth and made him unable to make a sound.

In the shackles of darkness and psychedelic shackles, Yago's consciousness seemed to be confused. Amidst the constantly emerging trance, the hazy mist surged around him.

Endless, restless whispers, cold, sharp babbles followed.

Yago, who was tired and sleepy, almost couldn't resist this crazy and weird whisper and babble.

However, at this time, he felt a hazy, thin blue color emerge.

With the emergence of the blue, the frantic and turbulent babble seemed to become a little calmer.

In addition, a cold sensation came from his chest, as if a filter screen had sifted out the whispering noise a lot.

Although it still makes him unbearable, at least it is not irresistible.

I don't know how long it took, and the chattering and whispering gradually disappeared.

And Yago, who was extremely exhausted, also emerged from his half-dream and half-awake state, and fell asleep deeply.

When he woke up, Gray Moon had already risen into the sky.

Yawning and rubbing his eyes, Yago walked out of the warehouse room.

Before he fully awake, he walked to the bathroom in a daze, brushing his teeth while looking at the gray moon high in the sky outside the window.

When he spit out his mouthwash and looked in the mirror to wash his face in the sound of the faucet, he was fully awake.

Facing the moon, Yago couldn't help feeling a little.

Although this body is only 20 years old, he is actually 24 years old. The experience of the two lifetimes adds up...

To middle age...

With self-entertaining emotion, Yago rubbed his temples.

Because of the exhaustion in the ruined temple, Yago was still shrouded in weakness.

But, don't know why, he feels that his abilities seem to be stronger?

When he was puzzled, he habitually turned on the system, and when he was about to turn on the third-person perspective, he was suddenly taken aback when he turned the pages of the book.

【Name: Diago·Claurido·Fast】

【Age: 20】

[Race: Human]

[Occupation: Nobility (Baron Fast XIV)]

[Sequence: gambler, enchanter]

Entire teacher! ?