Lord of the Silver Crow

After wiping off the blood stains on the ground with a rag and water, Yago removed the bullet-damaged and blood stained clothing from the hanger, rolled it into a ball and placed it on the sofa, and then took off the sofa cover. , Yago nodded seriously, expressing satisfaction with his handling...a ghost.

Looking at the bare sofa, it was obvious that he had to find a new sofa cover.

Turning around, putting away the materials used to make old prints on the front of the window, looking at the rainy and rainy scenery outside the window, Yago entered the bathroom and washed the rags.

Wow--

The sound of water echoed.

The blood stains flowed into the hole and into the sewer.

After washing the rag and putting it aside, Yago rolled up his sleeve again, washed his hands, and looked in the mirror.

In the washing mirror, his pale face like a dead person reflected.

"A dead face."

This sentence used to describe other people's bad expressions came to Yago's mind.

But here, the actual description at this time.

Silently, Yago stretched out his hand and wiped it on his cheek.

At the speed visible to the naked eye, his complexion became healthy and rosy.

Holding a handful of water, covering his face, Yago took off the towel beside him, wiped his face vigorously, and looked in the mirror again.

Healthy, ruddy complexion.

It will not recover just because of washing your face.

This is good news.

Hanging the towel back, Yago straightened his hair--

However, at this moment, a hazy scene emerged in his vision.

Presented such a picture:

Two tall men are slowly approaching a small single-family building...

Immediately, the screen turned, and the field of vision turned to the other side.

Then, a large building with a huge courtyard and an extremely empty site came into his vision.

Gentlemen's club! ?

This is the location between West Flame Road and Furnace Road! ?

Through the Gentlemen's Club, Yago immediately realized the location of this vision.

Yago is no stranger to such a perspective.

He has experienced it several times.

This is the perspective of Shugein.

However, just when he thought the picture was about to disappear, his vision continued to turn.

Turn down.

below.

A young man walked leisurely towards the three-story building where Xiu Geyin was located, and at the same time, he was holding a piece of white paper in his hand.

Under Yago's gaze, the young man wiped the paper on his face.

In the next instant, the paper, the size of which was almost the same as the human face, disappeared into the hands of the young man.

Because of the perspective, Yago couldn't see whether the paper was stuck on the young man's face, but from this perspective, there was no doubt that it was the case.

Finally, the angle of view turned to the red-brown door of the attic not far from the owner of the angle of view.

At this moment, the sight disappeared and Yago's vision was restored.

A healthy, ruddy face appeared in the mirror.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Yago frowned.

During this period of time, he discovered that Shugeyin has become smarter and smarter. Although he can't speak yet, there is no doubt that his wisdom is increasing...

However, logically speaking, even if wisdom grows, it must be through learning.....

Wait a minute, Xiu Geyin seems to have "eaten" a lot of spiritual fog...

The memory of someone in the mist...

Shugein learns through the memory in the swallowed spiritual mist! ?

Yago suddenly reacted.

Now that it has wisdom, its actions should gradually become logical and purposeful...

Although I don't know how it allows itself to see what it sees, it is clear that it wants to tell itself something.

Or...notify yourself to go...hunting?

With a snap, Yago covered his face.

God tm hunting.

Although I don't know who that young man is, but with the act of turning the paper from his face into obscurity, it is estimated that he should be an extraordinary.

The intensity of the Spiritual mist of the Extraordinary in different ways will be different, but in general, the Spiritual mist of the Extraordinary is stronger than the average person, and stronger than the wandering spiritual body.

"I'll just say why it didn't go to the cemetery recently, but flew everywhere."

This girl actually stared at the Extraordinary, and wanted to eat the spirit mist of the Extraordinary!

However, Yago couldn't ignore it, and it would be good for him to become stronger because of Shaoge.

It’s just that, in order to make Shuge become stronger and kill the innocent, it doesn’t seem very good...

If it is a criminal, or even a wanted criminal, he can feel at ease...

Rogue?

"...I am Yasen Robin."

In front of the mirror, he had imagined Yago, who was incarnate as a thief, dressed in a cloak and a handsome face with a mask, put his fist against his forehead in front of the mirror, and posed a pose.

Then, an inexplicable sense of embarrassment emerged, causing him to drop his hand silently.

No matter what, I definitely can't use my original identity...

Thinking of something, Yago looked around, and after turning off the faucet, he immediately returned to the warehouse room.

After putting the mist outside, Yago lay on the bed, rolled up the quilt, and put on the janitor mask.

Endless babbles emerged, and at the same time, a sense of coldness emerged. In the gradual recovery of reason, Yago's figure appeared on the empty and pale ruins.

On the desolate ruined temple, the beak mask and the jet black robe gradually wriggled, and a thin young man wearing a black tweed coat stepped on the hall with his feet.

Afterwards, he came to the place where he had hidden his belongings and uncovered a pure white mask among a pile of masks.

This mask is not the one with text on the inside, but another one.

After looking at the remaining clown masks and the pure white mask with an infinite symbol on his forehead that was suspected to be related to this ruined temple, Yago decided to choose this one.

Putting on this pure white mask with no opening on his face, Yago immediately opened his third-person perspective.

Oh, just right!

Looking at himself from the third-person perspective, Yago, feeling very satisfied, had the red-brown door of the attic from Schugein's perspective in his mind.

......

The babble disappeared, the weightlessness faded, and Yago's legs fell on the spot.

The field of vision became clear and stable.

Not far from him, a gray-haired mist crow was standing quietly on the edge of the window, watching him.

"..." This guy must already be wise.

no doubt.

Yago stepped forward, walked in front of Shugein, looked at it, and asked in a low voice:

"what are you going to do?"

The sound coming out from under the non-porous mask was slightly dull, but very clear.

Without uttering a response, Shuge spread his wings and flew to his shoulder, and then just stared at the front.

From the third-person perspective, Yago can clearly understand where it is looking.

Gate.

Want me to open the door?

Strictly alert, Yago turned and walked towards the door.

However, when he walked to the door, the door was opened.

A young man with profound facial features and a slightly larger nose appeared in his field of vision.

Yago was stunned.

The other party was also stunned, and then immediately raised his hand and threw three small knives with handles from his fingers.