Lord of the Silver Crow

In the sea cave of Arabella down town, on a ship that killed people on board because of "hit a rock", Yaxun, wearing a brown top hat and a tuxedo of the same color, stared at the sea in silence.

Seeing this scene, another man next to him in a uniform similar to a worker came up, patted his shoulder, and said in a comforting tone:

"Don't be sad, no one thought that there would be members of the deceased brigade there, and no one thought of her death."

"I want revenge for her."

Ashion whispered as if talking to himself.

He opened the pocket watch in his hand. In the cover of the pocket watch, there was a young girl wearing a white cake skirt and a slender waist with a suede rivet girdle, which looked quite energetic.

However, the other party is dead.

When he went to explore the suspected cult legacy in the slums of the lower city, he was killed by members of the deceased's brigade.

The man who looked at the shoulder of Ashun saw the message.

Opening his mouth, the man tried to say something.

However, at this moment, another person grabbed him and shook his head to signal him not to speak.

At this time, Yaxun also closed the cover, turned around, and entered the dilapidated cabin.

The two people standing on the deck, the young man who made the first noise turned his head and looked back, puzzled:

"Why can't you say... The Sertas woman secretly signed a marriage contract with another man, and she and Ashun had a marriage contract! What's so good about that kind of woman..."

The youth held injustice for Ashun.

"But you should also know that he won't believe it. When he didn't even know that the woman was an Extraordinary, he took the initiative to block the bullet for her with his body, and the stray shrapnel tore his eyeballs."

The other sighed:

"Moreover, given this situation, they are even less likely to disclose this kind of marriage contract."

Hearing this, the young man who was embarrassed by Ashion lowered his head, and finally sighed:

"If it wasn't for the woman who took the initiative to show off, we wouldn't even know..."

The two sighed together, looking at the disappearing back of Ashun, with mixed feelings.

...

West Flame Road, inside Mrs. Osanna's house.

At the banquet last night, Mrs. Osanna, who had just returned, was lying halfway in her bedroom.

Beside her, beside her bed, a dark gospel of the night was lying steadily there.

However, compared to this book, Mrs. Osanna's half-dressed style is more alluring.

It's just that no one can appreciate this.

In the servant hall, Dennis, wearing a waiter's costume, is sitting cross-legged on the sofa near the window sill, holding a sandwich-style meat bun with his left hand, and staring into the distance with dignity.

And his right hand is implicated in nearly transparent silk threads. The silk threads extending from the tips of his fingers suddenly disappeared as if cut into the void after extending a certain distance forward.

At this moment, although Dennis seemed to be staring at the sky in a daze, his pupils were not divergent and focused, as if he was following some goal. At this moment, he suddenly dropped the clip in his hand. The meat sandwich bread, his left hand vibrated quickly and lightly in the air, and a few silk threads were swayed.

Immediately, his left and right hands moved quickly, and his expression became a little nervous, as if he was engaged in a fierce offensive and defensive battle.

However, at this moment, he suddenly frowned, and his left and right hands that were still moving quickly stopped abruptly.

.

The offensive and defensive battle is over, the battle is over.

And the result is not his victory.

He picked up the sandwich on one side again with his left hand and gnawed it over and over again, while Dennis whispered to himself:

"Who stole the mask from the stronghold of the thorn tree?"

"The mask of the hermit with the lantern can only be worn by the Extraordinary in the way of the grave guard, and it must be worn by the blue blood..."

"Which guy did it?"

"The secret light of death that is not visible to the non-dead...Should you just tell the news to the various churches? Let them mess up, and I will benefit from it?"

"No, it's impossible. If they know about this, most churches will choose to immediately send high-sequence Beyonders to recover the mask..."

"It must be kept secret."

Dennis took the last bite of the sandwich and licked his fingers to make a decision.

He raised his head and looked at the gray moon outside the window. Although the moonlight from outside the window became darker, Dennis’s expression did not improve. On the contrary, in his vision, the gray moon seemed to turn into a red moon. , With a weird scarlet feeling.

But when he closed his eyes and opened them again, the red moon turned back into a gray moon.

However, Dennis didn't think this was an illusion. He gritted his teeth and stared at the gray moon, as if he wanted to see the other side of the world from which gray moon.

Taking a deep breath, Dennis stretched out his hand, took a deep breath, and silk threads wafted out between his fingers.

At almost the same time, in a room downstairs, a woman in a black robe and skirt suddenly opened her eyes and fell off the bed.

Slowly, the woman got up from the ground and stood up, her face becoming more and more stable.

However, at this moment, the woman's face suddenly changed, struggling to spit out an obscure and mysterious language:

"May you walk on the ground..."

Almost the moment the sound rang, Dennis went out of his mind and stopped swinging his hands.

However, his complexion did not improve as a result, it became more and more painful, as if the endless night appeared, accompanied by the crazy deep muttering and quiet night muttering!

Looking for the twisting and chaotic return of the silk thread he controlled, quickly eroded his reluctance.

thump! ! !

Sitting on the windowsill, Dennis fell down, her body twisted and weirdly plunged into something strange.

Dennis, who was unable to resist, struggled.

But at this moment, after a while, Dennis brushed the ground and grabbed a lot of silk threads in the air, trying to share his madness and pain with others.

Although this pain did not relieve the symptoms of his head about to explode, Dennis chose to do it anyway.

.......

He did not return directly, but after resting for a while at the Fast Mansion to continue to regain his spirit, he put on the mask again as it approached dawn and returned to the Fast Hat Shop.

Then prepare to take a leisurely sleep.

However, it didn't take long before he was awakened by a peculiar fragrance that made it difficult to fall asleep and invigorated.

Looking at the pigeons not far away from him, Yago, who was not weak in getting up, had the urge to stew pigeon soup.

Of course, he can't do it.

"What happened again?"

Yago, who was not sleeping soundly, tried his best to calm his emotions, and familiarly found the uniquely fragrant feather from the back of the pigeon.