Lord of the Silver Crow

Except for the dilapidated clock tower, everything else turned into a vague phantom, even the flame in the gas street lamp and the drunk walking on the illuminated street.

And after putting on the mask, there was no other change except the sight and body that seemed to be invisible and disappeared.

Yago stretched out his right hand, which he could feel but could not see, and took off his mask.

At the moment when the mask was taken off, everything turned into a phantom when the mask was put on. Everything became clear, and the ruined bell tower that stood in the phantom disappeared directly into the field of vision.

And he himself, no, Hols’ body, also appeared, and the black lines that stretched out from the mask and woven into the ruined robe disappeared when he took off the mask.

Everything just now seemed like an illusion.

But the icy feeling from the weightless but metallic mask that he held in his hands told him that everything just now was not an illusion.

Looking down, looking at his old linen windbreaker and legs protruding from the bottom of the windbreaker, Yago couldn't help but touch it.

Touching himself, no, it should be said that Hols's legs, who was possessed by him, the strange feeling that the body just disappeared has never left Yago's heart.

This mask seems to be more than just an "ordinary" mystery in the book world.

Looking at the dark gray beak of the mask in his hand, Yago thought.

This mask seems to be more important than the potion that I didn't know which way it was and didn't even know its name.

Is it possible that this is the great luck before?

Yago looked at the mask and thought.

Now, instead of looking for a potion related to a traveling theater troupe, but still don't know where it is, he is more willing to go to the bell tower.

Use this.

He flipped the beak mask in his hand, looked out the window, and looked at the location of the bell tower that he saw when he put on the mask.

There was nothing there now, but Yago couldn't forget it.

"Shu Geyin, let's go."

Yago stretched out his hand to Shugein, who was flipping a few gears on the bed and having fun.

However, Shugein did not respond to his call, and was still flipping the pieces of gear with his claws or beak.

"Sugein!"

Yago said again.

Because of Yago's increased volume, Mist Crow turned his head to look at him, then flapped his wings and flew towards him.

Then, it fell on the windowsill and started to talk to the

"......come here."

Yago reached out his hand speechlessly, grabbed Shugein, and stuffed it into his windbreaker pocket.

Although he didn't understand his call, at least he didn't attack him like a wild cat.

.......

In the quiet night, with occasional conversations in his ears, Yago silently walked on the side of the road, like an ordinary Arabella worker, complaining about the hard work of the factory, and passing through the road. A street dyed dim yellow by gas lamps.

After traveling on the twisty streets for nearly twenty minutes, he came to this place that was no more than one kilometer away from the hotel where he had just been in a straight line.

This is a small square with an irregular trapezoid.

The reason why it is small is that its length and width are less than 100 meters long, which is really small.

It is surrounded by a large area of ​​tall and low houses.

However, such a square is indeed a "normal" specification for Arabella, who lacks land.

Yago held the Mist Crow Shugein, who was shaking in the pocket of his windbreaker, pretending to be exhausted, and sat on the bench facing the north on the south side of the square.

On his right, in the east, there is a row of low-rise houses.

The gas pipeline, which is older than the houses, protrudes from the ground next to this row of two-story houses, and from above, several metal pipelines, which are obviously much newer, extend to the other houses next to them.

Yago has no interest in these houses or gas pipelines.

The reason why he would look there was because the clock tower he saw just now was probably in the middle of these broken houses.

However, the space between these dilapidated old houses is a narrow alley that can only be passed by one person.

Then, he said silently in his heart:

"The side with the remaining thread."

Gambler's fallacy!

While meditating in his heart, he pretended to have an uncomfortable throat, and forcefully tore off a button near the collar of the windbreaker, and threw it to the ground casually.

reconnaissance-

【Recon Check=80.....】

【Recon Check=6525...】

Seeing the result of the failure and feeling the strange feeling of becoming a bit richer, Yago rolled the dice again.

【Recon Check=39...】

【Reconnaissance Verification=1925】

success.

Compared to the three consecutive rejections last time, this time, Yago only got the desired result after only being made things difficult by Di Niang once.

[Halls looked quite irritable, looking for someone to vent his anger, but no one wanted to get close to such a guy, and no one even wanted to observe him. 】

The words that appeared on the pages of the book made Yago feel a little relieved when he scanned his surroundings through the third-person perspective.

He quickly turned around and rushed into the shadow of the house not illuminated by the gas lamp, and put on the mask.

When Yago put on the bird's beak mask, the dark lines rushed out of the mask frantically, covering Yago's body almost instantly. It was not a short body, and disappeared into the air like an instant evaporation.

And the Mist Crow Shugein who stayed in his windbreaker fell down when his body disappeared.

It's not invisibility, it's really disappearing.

Seeing Shugein, the Mist Crow hurriedly spread its wings when it fell to the ground, Yago thought.

Perhaps because of the fact that the real body entered, Shugein did not become blurred in his eyes.

However, these are not the points.

Yago raised his head, his eyes peeking through the hollow, elongated eye sockets of the mask.

When everything turned into a blurred vision like a phantom, a bell tower emerged out of thin air.

Dilapidated and old.

It is vaguely difficult to tell what it was like when it was intact. This small bell tower, which seemed to be engulfed by the phantom of the surrounding houses, has been ruined and broken.

It can only be guessed from the faint edges and corners that have become bloated and rough due to the deformation of the wood.

The vaguely phantom-like houses around this decaying little bell tower are like tide water, which may engulf the bell tower at any time.

Yago had no doubt that this small bell tower would collapse in the next moment.

but......

On the top of this small bell tower, there is a huge bell.

A giant bell that is dark, as quiet as the night.

Only it did not become distorted like other architectural structures with the decay of the bell tower.