Lord of the Silver Crow

Just when he subconsciously controlled the pitch black lines to condense into black tentacles like octopus tentacles, as auxiliary limbs to assist in moving, he suddenly discovered that the strong mental fatigue and weakness had disappeared.

Although he did not expect this situation, there was no time for Yago to think carefully. He immediately started to act. The pitch-black tentacles woven from black threads from the gatekeeper’s mask grabbed the ground, making him look like a terrestrial octopus. , Quickly hid in the corridor on the left, and at the same time, he stretched out the black silk thread to extinguish the flame of the lantern.

Squeak —

At the moment when the flame went out like a bubble burst, the door was pushed open, and with the sound of conversation, several figures walked into the door.

Yagoben, who was hiding in the corridor, wanted to retreat, but the sound of the conversation stopped him—

"...Don't worry, we have been guarding for a day, there is no one in this house."

"The Thorn Tree member lives in the commercial district. There is no one in this house. There is only one old servant in such a big house, and he ran away."

"Hurry up, search quickly, take away all the extraordinary materials and books in the room, go to the basement too, and leave before dawn."

Hearing this, the tentacles formed by the intertwined black silk threads of Yago squirmed slightly, clenching into a fist like a palm.

After the sound of the old feeling sounded, there was no answer, but there was a sound of walking in the direction of the hall.

Among them, there was the sound of squeaking wooden boards after stepping on the stairs, and some as if walking away from another passage.

However, there were also footsteps coming towards the corridor where Yago was.

Without hesitation, Yago stepped back a few steps, and while the tentacles woven with pitch black silk thread retracted silently, he retreated into the servant hall.

Walking towards the place where Yago was, was a man who was not very tall and was wrapped in a black robe.

Although he can't see his face, it shouldn't be a woman from the flat chest.

There was no place to hide in the servant hall, and Yago just retreated to the corner and did not act any more.

Judging from the previous situation, after putting on the janitor mask, you can't see it.

You can't see it even with spiritual vision.

When he was in a state of anxiety, the thin man in the black robe seemed to have noticed nothing. Except for a glance at Yago to get the lantern in the corridor, he was all around him until he walked in front of Yago. The usual posture of waiting and seeing.

Yago also saw his face clearly. It was a middle-aged man with a beautiful moustache.

There was no action, and Yago didn't take any action other than observing him.

After passing in front of Yago, he still didn't change anything, as if he hadn't found Yago, and walked toward the housekeeper's room and the housekeeper's room with the door open.

"Sure enough, I can't see it."

While Yago was muttering to himself, he moved cautiously to the middle of the road and looked at the location of the hall.

Looking back at the black-robed man who entered the butler's room, Yago, who was sure that he would not be found, walked back to the hall along the corridor.

With the moonlight shining through the open door, Yago saw an old man with tawny hair mixed with gray and wearing a black robe similar to the others.

Because the hood had been taken off, Yago could clearly see his appearance.

Yago did not act immediately or leave immediately. He just stood there, found a place that rarely passed when moving in all directions, stood there quietly, watching the old man rummaging in the hall in an orderly manner. With.

One of the few things Yago brought, the umbrella that would stick out the tentacles was placed in front of the stairs.

He hung there when he walked down.

The old man didn't seem to have the means to detect the mysterious objects directly. When he found the stairs one by one, he immediately noticed the black umbrella.

The old man with short tawny hair mixed with gray, as before, habitually grabbed this black umbrella and opened it.

then-

Water like rain sprayed out from the umbrella, and tentacles stretched out from the umbrella, grabbing towards the old man.

However, at this moment, Yago saw the old man dodging in a flexible posture that was completely inappropriate for his age, and threw the black umbrella out before the tentacle grabbed his palm.

At the same time, he turned sideways and leaped with his right hand. Amidst the sound of the wind brought up by the black robe, he quickly turned to the side, and from the cuff of his right hand, he quickly popped out a dagger and a short knife. The sharp edge.

On the sharp blade, intricate words are engraved with patterns on the periphery.

It looks like an assassin often seen in various games.

In the vigilance that Yago could clearly feel, the old man watched the umbrella whose tentacles disappeared because the umbrella surface was closed.

Just a few seconds later, accompanied by the sound of light footsteps, a figure swiftly moved down from the corner of the stairs.

On both sides of the corridor, a person rushed out almost at the same time.

The handsome bearded man Yago saw before was among them.

Observing the actions of the old man, the three immediately confirmed that the object of the old man’s vigilance was the umbrella. Except for the fact that the person who turned over from above quickly retreated due to the landing point, the other two stood in place, just like the old man. The umbrella kept its distance and did not move.

At this moment, Yago saw that the old man lifted his chin slightly and gave a gesture. The man in black robe who had just turned over from the upper floor stepped forward, opened the umbrella with obvious hesitation, and then quickly backed away.

However, no tentacles appeared.

Seeing this scene, the old man's brows were clearly frowned, and the other people facing the umbrella, although they could not see the expression, seemed a little confused.

The four of them looked at the umbrella warily. After dozens of seconds, the person who opened the umbrella stepped forward again.

However, just as he reached out to grab it, a bunch of tentacles stretched out from under the umbrella again and grabbed the man.

With eyes quick and quick, the black-robed man popped a sharp blade out of his cuff, moved quickly to cut off a tentacle, and then backed away.

However, after the tentacles were cut off, they burst into transparent water and spread to the ground.

However, the tentacles did not continue to attack. After those tentacles stretched out, they just closed the umbrella.

Next, under Yago’s gaze, several people made a few tentative opening movements, cut off the tentacles after they stretched out, and watched the tentacles retract the umbrella again and again. It seemed that they had figured out the situation and no more attempts. Opened the umbrella, but found a rope to tie the umbrella tightly, and placed the umbrella in the center of the hall.

After this action as if placing trophies, several people searched separately again.

Yago thought for a while, his eyes aimed at the black robe man who walked to the butler's room again, and the pitch-black silk thread surged.

"Here, but my house."