Lord of the Silver Crow

He came to his senses.

He woke up.

In a strange church.

"Silu! Silu!"

He woke up because of a sound.

When he just opened his eyes, there was only darkness in front of him.

No, to be precise, it was darkness in front of him.

Following the voice, the man who gradually regained consciousness turned his head and looked.

In his sight, clusters of flames were burning on something that looked like a wall-mounted oil lamp, slowly illuminating the surrounding scenery.

In this silent church, everything is slowly illuminated.

And that voice.....

Under the wall lamp closest to the left edge, in the shadow formed by the lamp holder, he saw a young girl.

A girl who was only fifteen or sixteen years old, she was dressed in a black robe, with a side-turned "8" on her forehead...a cloth belt forehead ornament representing the symbol of infinity.

No, it's not so much a forehead ornament, it's a blindfold.

This somewhat large forehead ornament also covered her eyes.

But "infinite"?

Why does this symbol stand for "infinity"?

It is the emblem of the master of the night.

When this idea came up, he suddenly noticed that there was a similar blindfold on his face.

However, he was not obscured by the blindfold.

Although there was something like a veil and blindfold on his face, he could see everything clearly.

"What's wrong with you? Xilu?"

The girl's clear voice sounded out of the gloomy appearance.

Lucy?

"Yes, I am Siru now, Siru Effie."

He couldn't help but stumbled, and soon he began to question this idea.

"Silu Effie?"

Almost instantly, a silhouette flashed in his mind--

Rectangular, thin things.

There are patterns on it, but...I can't see clearly.

Frowning slightly, Xilu cast aside the chaotic thoughts, and responded to the girl:

"Should I go now? Close the door of the church."

Naturally, Xilu said this, and then he stood up, walked away from the bench set in the church, and walked to the only statue in the church.

That is a portrait.

Xilu can only see this.

The posture of the portrait is that of a person wrapped in a black robe, the robe is not close to the body, and there is no chest or waist in the line that can be identified as a basis.

As a human being, he pulled the corner of the hooded robe with his right hand, covering his face.

Can't see the face.

This is the Lord he believes in.

The "Master of the Night" who gives shelter to people in this dark and dark world.

Everyone is protected by Him, but not everyone is as religious as he and Shanna.

Those who believe in Him will be called "my lord".

Those who respect him but do not believe in him will call him the "master of the night."

People who don't respect him, but don't have any negative attitudes, will use "faceless people" as a somewhat disrespectful direct description.

And those despicable blasphemers will always use all kinds of disrespectful names.

In Xilu's mind, something like this emerged.

Something that made him...angry?

Although he said he was angry, Xilu felt alienated inexplicably...

Are you really angry?

This question caused him to habitually draw a circle on his chest in the prayer gesture that ended right from the beginning.

"What the **** is wrong with you? Xilu? You are a little strange."

A girl with a clear voice, his best friend, and a girl like him who is a believer in our Lord-Shana.

"No, it's nothing, just worrying about the church's situation."

Xilu quickly thought of his excuses.

He and Shanna were not born in this church, but they were similar.

To be precise, it was Shanna. The kind old nun adopted a few abandoned children before she died.

Shanna is one of them.

And he left after being entrusted to the nun by his parents.

However, they did not come back.

Xilu didn't care whether it was an accident or abandoned him. Compared with the others, the old nun and other children were Xilu's true relatives.

truly?

This rhetorical voice reappeared in Xilu's heart, causing Xilu to turn away a little irritably.

The church that the old nun has supported her whole life, supports this dilapidated church, and supports the children she takes in, is also struggling in this small town.

Since the death of the old nun, there is no source of income anymore, and most of the original children have also left the church.

A few children will often send money back, and a few children will occasionally bring money back.

He and Shanna are the only ones who have stayed in the church.

Except for a few old people in the town, almost no other believers would come to this shabby church to pray, but they did not have much money.

The money they donate occasionally is, at most, enough to feed them for two days.

But this is just before.

I don't know when, the children who left the church, his "brothers and sisters", basically stopped sending money back.

It's time to go outside to do something, not to make Shanna hungry.

Xilu naturally came up with such thoughts.

However, at this moment, there was another voice in his heart:

"The moth, two moths, two humble moths."

It's a bit vague, but this voice is undoubtedly his own.

The spontaneous anger quickly disappeared.

Yes, if you and Shana don't do anything, you just rely on the money sent back by other brothers and sisters and donations from the believers. Isn't it a moth?

He took a deep breath, and he had lived in this church for seventeen or eighteen years, and it was time to leave.

For Shanna.

He looked at Shanna:

"I plan to go to the town to help."

Hearing what he said, Shana seemed a little flustered. Even though the upper half of her face was hidden and she couldn't see it, Xilu could still detect the girl's mood changes:

"Why, why is it so sudden?"

Yeah, why?

Xilu was also a little strange when he heard the girl's question.

Why on earth? Obviously, he and Shanna have been living for a long time, and he is used to it.

He would feel uncomfortable instead of continuing such days.

Why did you suddenly make such a change?

Because of repeated irritability? Because you can't see the loneliness of other people? Or because...

Xilu's mind flashed across the face of the girl in front of him.

He couldn't think of it, but...

"For my lord."

Xilu found an excuse to appease Shana and make her actions justifiable.

"It's time for the church to be repaired."

He said to the girl like this.

However, after crossing the girl and looking at the statue, Xilu could no longer draw the ring of devotion on his chest.