Lord of the Silver Crow

The Duchy of Catsias, County Colola, Di Lude District.

"His...it hurts..."

The trance dream was shattered, and a young man in the room woke up.

Diago's first thought after waking up was that the pain was unbearable.

The pain from his head and chest made him gasp.

"what......"

He straightened his body, Diago shook his head, and touched his hands on his head and chest a few times, but there were no wounds, neither the horns of the firstborn, nor the brain opening, nor could he look in the mirror. Seeing things like brains.

In a daze, his hands fumbled around him, propping up his body.

My mind is a little messy.

When I opened my eyes, the sight gradually became clear wherever I could see.

In the slightly gloomy room, a slightly decayed light brown huge bookshelf that occupies the entire wall of the room, occupies most of his vision.

The metal grid lamp with the appearance of the lantern is hung on the wall close to the ceiling on the right side of the bookshelf wall, and it flickers from time to time.

Below it is a wall mirror with a silver-gray frame.

Diago can see his appearance in the mirror.

Just like the appearance when the car is pinched, the height looks exactly about 1.8 meters. It is not a sturdy ordinary body. Under the set of the close-fitting white shirt, although it is not very obvious, there are still muscular lines.

As for the face, it is estimated to be handsome based on the aesthetics of Europeans and Americans, but with Diago, from the aesthetics of Asians, it is just a little handsome or ordinary. At least Diago doesn’t think how handsome he is. , The short black hair has a strange bleaching feeling, the color is slightly lighter, the contour of the face is darker, the silver-gray pupils, the complexion is pale, and it seems a little weak.

Although he is not as good as the original one, he can still be used.

Standing up, Diago's gaze turned to the lower right of the grid lamp. Far away from the bookshelf wall, there was a row of hook-style coat racks.

A tuxedo and top hat are hanging on it, and a pair of white gloves is on the far left.

On the opposite side of the bookshelf wall, in front of the coat rack, is a table.

A dozen books and a notebook were arbitrarily placed on the table. A silver-gray pocket watch with a buckle chain was opened, and a dense clock face with 36 numbers appeared.

Opposite the coat rack is the door.

On the side of the door, near the bookshelf wall, there is a small bed, which seems to be temporary.

At this moment Diago was sitting on the ground, beside him, there were a few scattered books, and beside him was a fallen chair.

Lifting the chair up, Diago looked at the old table with rotten corners.

"...In this import scene, do I stack blocks on the table or something?"

While complaining in his heart, Diago picked up the book beside him and looked at the title of the book on it, trying to put it back on the shelf.

Halfway through the action, he was taken aback suddenly.

As he raised his hand, he could see that on his right wrist, there was a superficial abrasion wound, which seemed to have been worn out. This is not important. The important thing is that what flows from the wound is not The bright red blood in the impression, but silvery blood.

The wound went up to the arm, and the shallow veins that appeared from the skin were not the blue-green veins, but the hazy silver-gray.

Vaguely, there seemed to be some bluish spots of light.

The silver-gray liquid was flowing out of his wound.

Diago looked at this wound with a little surprise. If it is correct, this should be the talent he got when he got stuck.

He still rarely plays fantasy virtual reality games. In most games that pursue realism, this phenomenon is almost impossible.

Feeling novel, Diago focused his attention on the cover of the book.

The above text is a phonetic alphabet similar to Latin and Arabic letters.

When Diago's gaze turned to the words, beside the letters, an illusory page appeared with Chinese subtitles:

["Quality that a Qualified Gentleman Should Possess"-by Gaugar Konstantin Braunos]

The subtitles are not physical, at least they didn't touch them when he reached out.

Turning casually, Diago saw a note on one of the pages that was probably written in a pen:

"Oh, how can there be such an idiot, in order to show his demeanor, a gentleman should smoke in front of a lady? I hope your mother will not kick you in the ass! Idiot!"

"Translation tone..." Diago raised his eyebrows, "For my sake, don't hurt my eyes anymore? Dear subtitles."

He really didn't expect that this wizard sequence would deliberately produce such a translated text.

Although I don't know much about it, there is no doubt that the production company is domestic. Normal Chinese people would not come up with this style of writing whether they speak or write. If it does, it is undoubtedly deliberate.

After making a comment, Diago's attention returned to the handwritten comment.

The handwriting seems to have been around for a long time, and it has been a little fuzzy.

It was not that it was blurred when I first wrote it, but it was already firmly printed on the book, and the handwriting was worn out due to frequent use.

Not only is this probably the handwriting of a pen, but the printed handwriting has also become blurred.

Turning around, Diago suddenly realized something was wrong.

Although there are Chinese subtitles appearing, the problem is that he can directly understand these letters...

? ? ?

How could it be that he should have seen these letters for the first time...

I also think that Diago, who is in the game, is the same as in other virtual reality games, and he whispers the system in his heart, trying to call out the menu bar.

And the next moment, the menu bar also appeared with his will—

A huge, illusory book appeared in his mind, and as the pages turned, a complete character attribute table appeared:

--【1】--

[Investigator ID: 0040-0404-4444]

【Name: Diago·Claurido·Fast】

【Age: 20】

[Race: Human]

[Occupation: Nobility (Baron Fast XIV)]

【Sequence: None】

[Special Item: Special Meditation Card x1]

--【2】--

[Attribute: (The highest human being is 20)]

[Strength: 11], [Physique: 9], [Body: 13], [Agility: 12],

[Appearance: 18], [Inspiration: 16], [Will: 18], [Education: 16]

——【3】——

[General skill success rate]

[Skills (Forgery) 65%] [Social (Charm): 80%]

[Social (Talking): 75%] [Social (Persuasion): 80%]

[Shooting (pistol): 40%], [History: 60%]

[Leadership: 50%], [Credit: 50%], [Psychology: 75%]

[Lucky: 50%]

【Special Skills】

【Talent·Silver Blood (Physique), Talent·Thin Blue Blood (Physique)】

——【4】——

[Character background]

【......】

——【5】——

【basic settings】

[Sensory setting: Level 4]

[Image quality related: all medium]

[Volume related: all medium]

[Subtitle text related]

【Language selection: Simplified Chinese】

[Viewing angle selection: first person]

【other】

[Initial setting]

—————

After scanning it, Yago was a little surprised to find that all the skills in the [General Skills] had turned gray.

And the option to quit the game is nowhere to be found...

? ? ?

Did something go wrong?

Diago turned on and off again and again a dozen times, but he couldn't find the option to quit the game anyway.

In the end what happened?

what's the situation?

malfunction? Is it malfunctioning? still is.....

Diago's mind came up with a word that is common to modern people-"crossing".

But when Diago was ready to clean up his situation, his door rang.

Tuk tuk-

Diago took a deep breath and calmed himself down. When the knock on the door sounded in the second round, he got up and walked towards the door.

Opening the door that was also decorated in silver-gray, Diago's vision saw a young woman in a white lace nightdress with a graceful figure protruding from the waisted nightdress.

He looked like he was twenty-five or sixteen years old. As for his appearance, his pupils and long silver-gray hair were the same as he is now. No matter how he looked, he didn't look like a normal person.

Of course, from the perspective of Diago's world view, in a world he did not fully understand, whether this appearance was considered normal, he had not yet figured out.

However, with this appearance, Diago can be sure that the other party is the sister of his character.

Because some memories appeared in his mind.

"Elsa, I don't think you should knock on my door at this time."

Diago said this subconsciously.

When he said this, Diago frowned.

He hasn't learned a language, a language similar to English, French, and German pronunciation, and even has a big tongue similar to Russian.

This kind of language, which he is sure to hear for the first time, is fluently spoken from his mouth, and he still has a contradictory perception—

He has been speaking this language since he was a child.

Below his line of sight, simplified Chinese subtitles appeared at the same time like movie subtitles.

Two completely different memories were confused in Diago's mind, making Diago's face a little ugly.

At the same time, the memory that emerged in his mind rolled over again.

It was about the memory of the woman in front of him, Elsa Claudio Fast, his sister.

Although I care about him very much, but sometimes he does things inexplicably, always inexplicably let him dye his hair, tell him not to approach any place, to stay away from somewhere and so on.

The usual behavior is also a bit neurotic.

In the middle of the night, he would sneak away outside his door and stop for a while.

These did not belong to him, but the sudden emergence of memories that belonged to this body, making Diago's brows furrowed deeper.

"Of course, Diago, I don't want to disturb you at this time, but I hear a voice."

Seeing Diago's reaction and the ugly expression, Elsa panicked a bit. She didn't expect that even though Diago had some opinions on her, she showed such an attitude very rarely.

She explained in a flustered manner:

"If I disturb you, I can leave now."

When she said this, her nose twitched suddenly, as if she could smell something. Then, while she was talking, her voice stopped abruptly, her beautiful silver-gray pupils staring straight at him. The voice became sharp:

"You bleed!?"

She was very emotional, stretched out her hands, grabbed Diago's wrist, abruptly broke Diago's hand, revealing the bruised wound.

Moreover, a struggling expression appeared on her face.

Well, it's like trying to eat when you're hungry, but forbearing not to eat.

Her abnormal reaction made Diago also startled.

However, in his mind, there was an idea of ​​"here again".

It seems that such reactions to her are commonplace.

ps: The system framework comes from coc, but it has been modified by magic and mixed with a large number of private house regulations.