Lord of the Silver Crow

When Yago returned from the ruined temple surrounded by darkness, returned to his residence on Phoenix Road, and returned to his room, suddenly a voice rang:

"If I were you, I would clean up the traces on my body first."

Yago, who had just taken off his mask, was shocked.

But soon, following the sense of connection that had always existed, he looked at the window sill.

On the protruding window sill, Shugein, a gray-haired mist crow, was watching him.

Its eyes still carry humanized wisdom.

The fluent Catxian language just now comes from Shugein.

"Are you able to speak normally?"

Yago couldn't help but stunned for a moment, then he followed the other person's words and asked:

"What's the matter with cleaning up the traces?"

"It's Ms. Tower's help." After answering Yago's previous question, its pair of crow eyes stared at Yago, "Boy, tell me, what is the ability of a ranger?"

Shugeyin asked in a very mature tone.

This tone made Yago not help but think of his teacher. In his previous life, when he gave up studying Ph.D. and didn't plan to engage in the work of mythology, folklore and history, his teacher's tone was quite complicated.

"Forest Ranger?"

Yagos thought about it, combining his own memory with the description he saw from Longfellow’s memory, and organized the words:

"After becoming a forest ranger, all aspects of the body's quality will be strengthened. He is good at moving in complex terrain, has good strength, and can see the traces of the target's movement."

In Longfellow's memory, there is a considerable degree of attention to the Master Path of the Twilight Church and the Extraordinary of the Twilight Path.

In addition to the divination ability, the strongest tracking ability is in the tidal path and then in the dusk path.

"It's not seeing the traces of the target." Shugeyin said in a deep voice, which made Yago feel a little strange.

"As long as the trace exists, no matter how small, they can detect it."

No matter how small?

This sentence made Yago stunned, how could it be like this?

"The distance between the Fate Path and the Twilight Path is not far." Shugeyin continued, "Although we can't directly see and observe, the Twilight Path can also be aware of the impact left by our Fate Path."

"we?"

Yago noticed the word.

He can finally ask the question that has troubled his heart for a long time:

"Are you and me the same way?"

Because of the ritual when stepping into the sequence, he and Shugein seemed to share, no, coexisting paths.

"Yes or not."

Facing Yago's question, Shugein shook his head, a pair of crow eyes surging with humanized light:

"Our approach is reversed."

"Different and specific ways can coexist in one person."

"However, one needs to be in the positive order and the other in the reverse order to achieve balance."

"But now, the two of us are in a positive sequence and both a reverse sequence. There is a balance between me and you, rather than a balance between us."

There seemed to be some helplessness in the eyes of Shugeyin:

"If you die, both of my pathways will be out of balance, and likewise, if I die, your two pathways will be out of balance together."

In the last sentence, Yago didn't care much, after all, he had realized it a long time ago, and now it was only clear why.

What he cares about is the first few sentences:

"The condition for the coexistence of pathways is a positive sequence and a reverse sequence. Both are reverse and both are positive?"

Hearing these words, Yago couldn't help thinking.

Are the paths of the "Gravekeeper" and the "Gambler" in my body now in a positive order? Or is it all in reverse order?

But how does Shugein know this? Because it swallowed a lot of messy spiritual memory?

He also asked the doubts.

As for his question, Shuge lifted his wings and moved a bit:

"Although you may not believe it, I may be a big man."

Hearing these words, Yago couldn't help but raised his eyebrows. Was this because he had eaten too much memory and was mentally deranged?

But it is not impossible, after all, he himself is a traverser...

"No, I believe, so which big man are you." Yago asked.

"I don't know, the memory of identity is lost." Shugein's answer made him quite speechless.

How can there be memories that only lose their identity, so accurately? It’s such a coincidence that you can even deliberately figure out your identity memory and throw it away...

Yago originally wanted to answer that way, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed the words again.

Because, it doesn't seem impossible...

As a tomb-keeper, who has repeatedly explored the fog of memory with the dead soul lamp, he will always have an idea that he can control the fog of memory to filter out certain memories...

Means to explore and read memories already exist. In this fantasy world, what if it is really possible to do it?

However, Yago asked doubtfully: "Are you sure it is your memory? Not the memory of a certain spirit body you ate?"

For this sentence, Shugein was also stunned, the crow's beak opened and closed several times, and finally he couldn't say anything.

It seems that it itself cannot be sure whether the memory was obtained after eating the spirit body, or it was originally said to have it.

Looking at the diffuse face of Shugein, Yago also smiled, walked to its side, leaned on the bay window sill, and said with his head up to the sky:

"It doesn't matter who you are, or not, but I only know one Mist Crow called'Xu Geyin'."

After he said this sentence, there was originally a somewhat diffuse reason for cultivation, and his eyes cleared a little:

"Yes, that's right, I have my own name, I am'Xu Geyin'."

"but......"

Yago turned his head and glanced at it: "But what?"

"But your name is too ugly."

"Where is it nasty?" Yago glared. He was very confident about his name...?

Well, "Xu Geyin" is just the pronunciation of "Grey Mist" in Catsian.

But the "gray fog" sounds nice too.

"Otherwise, you can call it'Wuni'? Or'Fujin'?"

After thinking for a while, Yagodao.

"Is there any meaning?" Shugein glanced up at him.

"These are the names of two crows of a **** in a certain myth. The meaning is thinking and memory."

"What kind of stupid taste is this? It's not as good as'Xu Geyin'."

Shuge reprimanded.

"Odin will cry."

Shugein's opinion caused Yago to shut his mouth and slander in his heart.

However, Shugeyin did not continue to struggle with the name, and instead said:

"Your progress is too slow. Now it's totally dragging me down. My mystery is over. You hurry up and let the mystery fit. Don't slow down.