Lord of the Silver Crow

"Potion? In other words, got the'mystery'?"

Yago thought, who hadn't explained this to Elsa, but didn't say anything.

"Don't worry, I have confirmed that no one is nearby, except for the little fog crow, there are no other special small animals."

Elsa said.

"you sure?"

Although he knew that Elsa's ability in this sequence could sense the existence of Beyonders, he was still a little worried.

"Usually I am not sure, but when the spiritual wave comes, my perception will be more acute."

Elsa glanced at the heavy fog that filled the window, narrowed the corners of her eyes, and outlined a cautious gaze:

"Unless it has the same ability as Betty, otherwise I will be able to find it."

"But Little Betty's abilities have a range, unless she stays next to me, otherwise, when the spiritual wave comes, my range of perception is much larger than her range of abilities."

Hearing that, Yago was noncommittal, walked up to her and sat down, raised the delicately patterned cup with his index and middle fingers, took a sip, raised his eyebrows and asked:

"Little Betty can't always use abilities, right?"

"Of course not." Elsa nodded, somewhat puzzled, not sure why he asked this.

"What about you?" Yago asked a question.

Elsa then understood the reason for his question.

She responded: "This is indeed the ability brought by the potion, but this is a permanent change. It does not need to be actively used, but it also...cannot be turned off."

"Permanent change, cannot be closed..." Yago repeatedly chewed the meaning behind this sentence.

In other words, if the "Tide Callers" under the Tide Church chose the "Tide" route, there would be no way for Beyonders to hide in front of them?

He asked this question.

"Extraordinary is more difficult when not using abilities, but you can still feel it. Once you use abilities or move, you can immediately notice."

She considered the language and gave an example:

"Like a fish in the water? If it doesn't move, it won't cause splashes."

Quite vivid.

Yago immediately understood what she meant, and took a bite of the sandwich on the table.

After that, you have to be careful when you encounter the Extraordinary on the "Tide" path.

This perception ability is quite powerful.

Slightly relieved, while chewing, he looked at the closed store door, and whispered as clearly as possible:

"In addition to Little Betty's ability, only the sequence ability of the Temple in the Mist can hide from you, right?"

"Yes." Elsa nodded, and reached out with a handkerchief to help him wipe the crumbs from the corners of his mouth:

"The main path of the'Knight in the Mist' seems to be able to blend into the mist. I didn't notice them the last time they appeared."

She remembered the experience the last time the spiritual wave struck.

Little Betty can make her unaware, but her own use of abilities will arouse "splashes", but the way of the temple in the mist, the use of abilities does not arouse "splashes" at all.

"Passerby...unnamed knight...observer..."

Elsa recalled the name of the sequence that Yago had told her earlier.

Then, after explaining his conjectures about potions and mystery to Elsa, Yago asked about the business:

"What is the'mystery' you got?"

Hearing this, Elsa glanced across the closed doors and windows again, and took out a perfume bottle containing an unknown liquid from the pocket covered by fluffy lace and ruffles, with the Claire perfume shop logo on it.

"Betty little found it."

Elsa said:

"It was a story book "The Complete Works of Detective Tiaramo", found in the world in a book of detective novels."

"We lack an effective way to find potions, uh, mysteries, so we go to the corresponding ‘Detective’ story to find out if we can make a mystery to help us find it."

Elsa explained.

"Want to use the ability of the ‘Detective’ sequence to help you find it? It’s a good idea, but what are you going to use it for?"

Yago couldn't help but raised his eyebrows, took a look at the perfume bottle and handed it back to her.

"A book? Or glasses?"

Elsa also couldn't make up her mind.

"You decide for yourself." Yago recalled the pile of stolen goods he had placed on the ruined temple. He hadn't investigated whether there were any mysterious things in those things.

With that, Yago stood up after enjoying the sandwich breakfast this afternoon:

"The time is almost up, I should also go to the cemetery. I need to guard the cemetery during the spiritual tide."

"Be careful."

While putting away the dishes on the table, Elsa's caring voice sounded.

"I will be careful."

.....

Leaving the clothes shop and getting on the public carriage, Yago went to the not-so-large cemetery three hundred meters behind the Rose Church.

However, when he walked towards the cemetery, Mr. Sander was walking out with his head down.

"Mr. Sandel? Where are you going?"

Agordon stopped, squeezing the silver-handled cane in his hand on the ground.

Hearing Yago's voice, Sandel looked up as if he was bowing his head in contemplation, and the messy beard of his chin lifted into Yago's field of vision along with his face.

"Fast? Just right, you wait a moment."

After speaking, he turned his head and walked towards the church.

"Good, good."

Yago tensed his nerves and stood there waiting.

Uncle Sander didn't call his first name, but called his last name directly, which made him a little nervous.

A few minutes later, Uncle Sander appeared in his field of vision again, holding a clown face mask in his hand and handing it to him.

Seeing that it was a mask, Yago couldn't help being surprised.

Because of the relationship between the statues and masks in the ruined temple, he is quite sensitive to such things.

"this is?"

While his mind was tense, Yago made his tone appear normal.

"Mask."

While answering, Sandel also took out a clown mask of the same style from under his windbreaker:

"Let's go to the sewer market."

"The sewer market?" Yago, who was slightly nervous, heard the name, and his hanging heart fell back.

The sewer market is a place where extraordinary people with no organization or secret organization exchange materials with each other.

For each church, these places are half-monitored places with one eye closed and one eye closed.

As long as the wanted Extraordinary does not appear, the churches basically adopt a laissez-faire attitude.

The "darkness" placed on the table is easier to monitor than the "darkness" hidden underground.

And there are extraordinary people from the church going.

After all, when there is a shortage of materials, it is unrealistic to expect to get the materials from the county diocese on time.

The extraordinary people of various churches are naturally unwelcome in such a place. If they want to enter, they have to put on a disguise.