Lord of the Silver Crow

Yago did not leave the city.

He was still moving, wandering between cities away from the mechanical giant.

Then he stopped in front of a dilapidated shop.

Jewelry Shop.

Cecil's jewelry store.

The jewelry store has been turned into ruins.

Cecil the jeweler, staring wide-eyed, was lying in front of the jewelry cabinet with a dagger stuck in his chest.

The jewelry cabinets around him were almost emptied.

robbery.

There was a robbery.

When the chaos in Wawee happened, and while everyone was in chaos, so did the robbery.

and

Or internal employee robbery.

Yago scanned around and drew a simple conclusion from the number of corpses and the counter where the corpses were located.

Moreover, it was before the fate weaver came, before he threw the probability storm.

In other words, before and after the flaming evil god or the evil god's apostle was summoned to descend.

Inside Cecil's body, the lines of probability were not disturbed.

The fate weaver seems to only attack targets that cause the line of probability to fluctuate—basically, they are Extraordinary.

But it's just the basics. If you are near these Extraordinary people, you will definitely be implicated.

Yago scanned around, then followed the line of probability extending from Cecil's body, and entered the inner room.

Marge, and that chatty Mrs. Cecil, are dead.

Yago stood in front of the two female corpses who fell to the ground with fear on their faces, and the ornaments around their ears and necks were torn off forcefully.

On Maggie's fearful face, there is also a little bit of expectation?

Sorry, Miss Curious, Rosen let you down.

Stretching out his hand, Yago guided the spiritual mist, gathered her remaining spiritual mist, and then, with the ability of a strange thief, took out a phalanx from her intact right hand, and guided the spiritual mist into it to seal——

skeletal coffin.

Hope you like crows.

After saying something in a low voice, Yago guided the shape of the spiritual mist inside the phalanx into the shape of a crow, without a clear consciousness, the spiritual mist whose consciousness had died with the body, lay like a crow in the phalanx.

Immediately, he took off his hat, bowed slightly, and left the jewelry store.

Slowly, Yago arrived at the stronghold of the Church of Steam, which looked like a factory.

There is no one left.

All dead.

Even the various constructs were destroyed by the probability storm and fell into complete silence.

Passing by corpses with different appearances, Yago paused slightly,

His undead ball can add a member of the steam path.

Moreover, he has new means to try.

Kingdom of Lansu.

Ms. Ta was sitting there quietly, staring deeply at the silver-haired girl in front of her.

Elsa was silent, just quietly waiting for the other party's possible speech.

She could feel a strong urge.

An extremely strong urge to become one with the other.

Not her, but the blood in her body.

Silver blood.

The long silver hair and eyelashes on the opponent's body made Elsa tremble a little.

The Fast family, the other party is a certain ancestor of the Fast family, or someone from Basstona

Then the latter guess was immediately driven out of her mind, leaving only the former one.

And the appearance of the other party is very similar to an ancestor she saw in her dream when she was absorbing the blood of silver.

A certain head of the Fast family.

Elsa learns one thing from the family records.

The names of some heads and members of the family, as well as family records of whether they existed, have been deleted.

And more than once.

Although in the family history records, the Fast family has only fourteen generations, but in the memory she saw from Silver Blood, there are at least a hundred heads of the Fast family.

This was something she couldn't believe, and she couldn't help but doubt the authenticity of the memory in Silver Blood.

In the memory seen after absorbing the blood of silver, there is a family head whose name was not recorded in the family history, or was deleted.

Agate Fast.

The pronunciation habits and word selection of the name are not like Katesia, but more like Lansu people?

second generation? Third or fourth generation patriarch?

She didn't know, only that it was the very early generations.

Moreover, the silver-blooded family members summoned by her were also commanded and even dominated by the other party.

And at this moment, she heard the voice of this woman with an identity she couldn't believe:

Don't look at the family history, otherwise, you will be in danger.

The woman called Ms. Tower by the Blood Crow and Mist Crow said this to her.

Why?

Driven by that strange charm or sense of submission, Elsa could not help agreeing, but she still wanted to know why.

Dreams are very dangerous places, even your own dreams.

Ms. Tower glanced at her indifferently.

dream? Danger?

Elsa seemed to realize something, but she didn't grasp the point, she was a little dazed.

Don't think too much, it's more dangerous to think too much.

Ms. Ta shook her head:

Try to forget about these things, or, I'll find you something else to do.

As she spoke, she turned her head and looked at the hazy crow that was parked on the table like a cloud of mist:

'Mist Crow' right, maybe you will be a little interested in your own history.

Elsa suddenly noticed that the hazy mist squirmed abruptly, and then, an illusory crow that looked like a spirit body flew in front of the tower lady.

origin?

This made Elsa a little surprised.

Although she didn't recognize this fog crow as the one that was with Diago before, she subconsciously regarded him as the same as the Blood Crow who called out Master from time to time.

But now it seems that it is not a master-slave relationship?

Elsa couldn't help feeling a little curious.

In the fairly spacious room, the spiritual mist on Xiu Geyin's body rolled up, and the thick and heavy voice also sounded:

Although I don't know who you are, it should be more important to find a way to solve the Silver Crow's matter.

Hugein's gaze swept over Elsa, and his sentence paused slightly.

For you, his affairs are indeed more important. If he dies, you will die.

Ms. Ta looked indifferent:

But to him, your matter is not that important. Now, you are dead, and he will not die.

Ms. Ta's words made Shugeyin's crow eyes reveal doubts.

The words Yago once said sounded in his ears:

Ms. Ta may know your identity, but you have to be careful. What is her purpose? Maybe we have common interests, but she is not trustworthy. She knows a lot, but she doesn't tell us.

Hugein's gaze was fixed on Ms. Ta's face.