Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

Esther didn't answer Aaron's question "Have you seen it?" and just stood there silently.

After a few seconds, Aaron said instead: "Sorry, it seems like we are meeting for the first time. Sometimes I am like this and see some strange things."

Esther's lips moved, but she still didn't say anything - they had met before, but they didn't know each other.

Alexander stood up from the round table, put down the books in his hands, walked over slowly, and stretched out his hand to Esther:

"Hello, you can call me Alexander. The lady behind me is Mary. Which of you is the new crew member who will be boarding the 'Clover'?"

When Mary heard her name being said, she quickly stood up after Alexander. She tried to show a friendly smile, but her stiff and tense cheeks made it easy for Esther to see her nervousness.

Mary would show a similar expression every time she heard Alexander say that he wanted to examine the learning content, but not like this now, as alert as a wild fox about to enter a stranger's territory.

Esther took a step back, grabbed Mateo's arm and dragged him in front of her.

Mateo quickly took a big step, he held Alexander's outstretched hand, and touched the rough fingerprints on it after a few hard calluses: "Hello, Mr. Alexander, I am Mateo... Matio O. Brown.”

Alexander's eyes widened slightly, and he looked at Mateo several times, comparing his face with the person he had seen in the back of his mind: "You are not a believer of the 'Eternal Blazing Sun', are you?"

"I'm not, my father is." Mateo let go of Alexander's hand.

"Gaspar Brown?"

Mateo looked at Alexander in surprise. He had never heard anyone say his father's name himself. Even in Nas, his father's name was always just "Brown".

Alexander adjusted his glasses and his smile became kinder: "I've heard of it, but I haven't had any contact with it, but it was all many years ago. He is now..."

"My father passed away several years ago." Mateo whispered, and the atmosphere of the conversation immediately became much heavier.

The development of things was somewhat beyond Esther's expectation, but she remembered that Alexander was from the "Church of the God of Steam and Machinery" and was an Intis. Matteo also said that his father was a young and promising believer who was also an extraordinary person in the official church. It was normal for them to cooperate with each other, and he might have heard of his name to some extent.

Alexander patted Mateo on the shoulder, and his eyes fell on Esther again: "So this lady is..."

Esther just smiled and nodded, but before she started to use the identity of "Hamel Brook" to prevaricate the other party, Aaron had already waved his arms and said first:

"It's light! That's what I'm telling you, the dreams I've had, there are no traces on the 'Clover' -"

Alexander suddenly slapped his forehead and interrupted Aaron's incoherent words: "Wait a moment."

Then he turned away to rummage through the suitcase, leaving Esther, Mary, and Mateo looking at each other.

Mary had no choice but to clear her throat: "Ahem, anyway, Mateo, right? You've heard of the Extraordinary, right?"

"I am the Extraordinary, the 'Singer' of Sequence Nine." Mateo also reached out his hand and took the initiative to express his goodwill to Mary.

His generous behavior seemed to satisfy Mary. She nodded to Mateo: "Okay, after you get on the boat, I will be responsible for introducing you to the situation. We will have plenty of time to get along with you in the future. After all, Mr. Alexander is very busy and cannot Someone has to be responsible for troubling him with these little things."

When Mary said this, she deliberately raised her head and pointed her nostrils at Mateo, who was much taller than her, showing her unique sense of superiority towards newcomers.

This made Mateo twitch his lips: "Thank you."

Aaron quietly moved a step closer to Esther, which made Esther alert: "Don't come close. If you have anything to say, just say it, Mr. Aaron."

Aaron kept rubbing the tube of blood in his hand. If it weren't for the black cloth covering his eyes, Esther could see Aaron's eyes that were so eager that they were almost glowing.

Aaron's fanaticism is also reflected in his tone: "But I have definitely seen and seen it before. I must know you. I have such a hunch! I know I shouldn't be like this. My current performance is very Sorry, but..."

Esther chuckled lightly: "Ha, you just said you saw it in a dream. That may be a special experience that you only have. After all, how can everything in the dream be taken seriously?"

The person who answered the call was not Aaron, but Alexander who walked back to the group of people with a notebook in hand. His gaze penetrated Esther's eyes, wanting to directly see the true feelings under the mask: " We should indeed have met you, Ms. 'Hamel Brook'."

There was silence for a few seconds. Mateo realized something was abnormal, but he just quietly observed the expressions of several people, especially Esther's indifferent and gentle gaze.

Mateo always felt that Esther and Barnabas had something in common. Of course, it wasn't because they were both extraordinary beings more powerful than him, but because they had that superficial "attitude" that seemed light-hearted, but actually They all use disguises to cover up their lower-level hearts and isolate themselves in isolation.

Esther noticed a little worry in Mateo's eyes, and immediately showed a comforting smile and looked at Alexander: "This is the deal between me and Teacher Aaron, Mateo will be left to you."

She turned around and was about to walk towards the door, but Aaron, who was covering his eyes, reacted first and quickly reached out to grab Esther's shoulders. As Esther moved her fingers, her figure reappeared at the door:

"Sorry. Nice to meet you, Aaron, Alexander, Mary. Please say hello to Thomas for me, I'm leaving."

The sound of Tyana's shell breaking sounded like a dice shaking and colliding in a dice cup, but the cover was never opened to verify the points. The door of the cafe was closed tightly, and the wooden sign with the words "Closed" shook twice.

Alexander closed the notebook in his hand and stored all the records of "Hamel Brook"'s boarding and departure into a blank memory: "She knows every one of us."

Mary pointed in the direction of the front door doubtfully: "But I have no impression at all."

"This is her abnormality and one of the reasons that prompted her to leave the Clover." Alexander put the notebook in his arms and patted Aaron on the shoulder, "Don't be in a daze."

"She really left like this..." Aaron's voice was full of disappointment, but soon he raised his hand and took off the black cloth on his eyes, revealing a pair of unusually bright gray eyes.

Aaron looked at the brown-haired young man, raised his face seriously, and stretched out his hand: "Reintroduce yourself, Aaron Drasco, the captain of the Clover. Welcome, newcomer. .”

Mateo took the hand offered to him: "Thank you for being willing to...well, allow me to board the ship."

Aaron bared his teeth and smiled: "What you should be grateful for is the guidance of fate."

Mateo's impression of Aaron as "reliable" suddenly fell back to the "abnormal" starting point.

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Esther was walking on the streets of Bayam, always feeling that her hands were empty, so she took out a boat ticket. She pinched the time and place marked in Rune language:

Pier 3, departure at 10 a.m. tomorrow, Bayam to Pulitzer Harbour.

Should I feel like I'm home? But Loen is not my home, nor is Backlund, nor is Tingen.

There are just some people there that I want to meet. It's been so long, and I don't know what their situation is like. The hermit will be there on the 6th, and the flight back only takes a week, so there is plenty of time.

I can go back to Tingen first. Considering that I have to go upstream by boat, it would be better to choose a steam train...

Klein's reply said that he went to Backlund, and the address was also given to me. But what's surprising is that he actually moved to the North District. We haven’t seen each other for three days. Looking at the money, he was willing to move to such an expensive place and even bought a house...

Esther had been wandering in a daze, just following the general direction and going around a few streets near the dock area.

When Esther lowered her head to put the ticket back into her bag, she took a shortcut into an alley and came face to face with several tall men. However, as if they didn't see anyone in front of them, they pushed straight towards Esther. It was obvious that they wanted to intercept her with malicious intent.

However, the next development far exceeded their expectations.

The petite lady seemed to have tripped over something. She stumbled and passed through them by coincidence, escaping from the encirclement of the three of them.

By the time they came to their senses, she had already walked naturally to the other side of the alley and was about to cross the corner in a few steps.

"How could she..." The man on the left was stunned for a moment.

The man walking in the middle touched his pocket and suddenly cursed, then turned and ran to the other end of the alley: "She stole my wallet!"

Several insults were already on the man's lips, but before he could curse them out, the vigilance he had developed from holding a knife at sea for many years made him realize that something was wrong.

He ran several steps. Based on this distance, he should have left the alley long ago and jumped behind the woman - she was even standing at the entrance of the alley, turning back to look at the three people here. The smile on his face was full of mockery.

The man suddenly stopped and even pulled his companion hard: "Something's wrong."

"Why didn't you give chase?" Esther asked softly, and she even took a step back into the alley.

Then he appeared directly in front of the three people and looked at them from bottom to top.

The instinct to be wary of weirdness bit the man's nerves, causing him to drag his companions back harder: "Let's go, go quickly!"

Looking at the backs of the three people running away from this dark alley in panic, Esther made a face in disgust.

However, after weighing the wallet in her hand, she felt much happier than when she left the coffee shop.