The Newborn Mirror of the Man in the Mirror is a round mirror that appears pale gold in the shimmer of light.

The ornamentation around the mirror is a very ordinary bronze texture, and it also shimmers with a gentle pale gold glow in the faint light, which looks like a dressing mirror placed on the table of an ordinary person.

If anything, it's that it's extraordinarily "new", even unusually "new". There is no wear or deterioration, as if it has returned to its original state.

But apparently...... At the beginning of its birth, it would certainly not have had that pale golden brilliance.

Because when this spell is used, it will cause everyone who looks in the mirror to lose a certain amount of life.

Therefore, before the ceremony, Annan expelled all the people in the room.

However, Annan thought about it, and it seemed that he didn't know the real name of the silver jue...... After all, Annan's biggest source of mysterious knowledge at present is what he learned while buying books and tutoring when he went out shopping with Noah Wangdu and Paper Hime.

At Noah, you can't buy books that record the secrets of Silver Sirs.

That's too taboo.

He remembered his grandmother's real name.

But inexplicably...... Annan didn't want to tell his parents about wanting to find a tragedy writer.

Then there is only one answer -

"Bode, are you there?"

"—long time no see, overhead crane."

A clear young man's voice sounded in front of Annan: "Is there something wrong with me?" ”

The light that cannot be seen directly is continuously emitted from the mirror.

Annan couldn't see Mr. Yao's face at all.

But that didn't matter - he'd already seen it anyway.

His memory still has Mr. Yao's face and clothes.

"I want to ask, what is the real name of the tragedy writer?"

"The werewolf?"

Mr. Yao's voice became a little wary: "What are you looking for him...... He's not a good man. ”

"I've just purified a nightmare and obtained many of his sigils of holy light. But there's no way I'm going to trade him for magic, so I'd like to make a deal with him. ”

Annan said truthfully.

If it was in front of the old grandmother, he would not dare to tell the truth at all; Even with Silver Sizz, Annan would only be selective in telling the truth—roughly like when dealing with a stern grandmother and an uncle who would take him out to play but was occasionally very demanding.

But when dealing with Mr. Yao, Annan had no pressure at all.

What to say...... It's like the brother next door to his childhood sweetheart.。

Sure enough, in the face of Annan's statement, Mr. Yao did not have the nerve to continue to ask. He simply gave the answer: "The name he used when he entered the Tower of a Thousand Faces until he ascended to godhood, that is, the name known to outsiders, was 'Sophocles,' and when he was the wolf of the valley, his real name was 'Dionysus.'" His original name was 'Melanbos', known to no one other than his parents.

"If your purpose is just to ask for help...... Then the safest option is Dionysus. Wolf of the Valley is a very good werewolf with a bit of a wild and wild personality, but if you want to get some skill from him...... Then you'd better call 'Melanpos'.

"'Sophocles' character is very bad, far worse than the rotten man and skeleton man you have come into contact with before. I don't recommend any kind of communication with Him. ”

Mr. Yao's explanation was very detailed.

After confirming that Annan was going to do this, he did not stop a word. I just tried to lay out the problems that Annan would encounter and the solutions to them.

It can be said that he is a real and good bear brother.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Yao."

"No thanks, Sky Train. My brother. ”

Mr. Yao's tone was warm and bright as the sun: "If you have any trouble, or any trouble, even if you are in a bad mood or unwell, you can call me by name." If it were you, I would always have time.

"Even if it's not in front of this mirror...... As long as the sun shines on you, I will always be with you. ”

After Mr. Yao finished speaking.

The bright, warm alien force was withdrawn from the mirror in front of Annan's eyes.

Just the residual afterglow lit up the room.

Annan had already sealed the doors and windows of his house and illuminated them with candles.

But now it is as bright as day.

The light even flowed out like a liquid through the gap between the window and the door.

Naturally, they also flowed through the room, flowing in and out of every crevice in Annan's body. When he blinks, he will even squeeze liquid light out of the gap between his eyeball and eyelids.

But Annan didn't feel the slightest sense of abnormality - he only felt the warm light embracing him. He didn't feel the light glaring, nor did he feel a burning sensation on his skin.

Because the light will not harm Annan.

As these lights and rooms flowed around, Annan's eyes unexpectedly appeared:

[You have received the new marker "Higher Influence: Flowing Light"]

[If not removed in time, you will fall into a random nightmare with the keyword "Radiance" on August 8 (Difficulty: Twist).] 】

Annan knew that the "flowing light" was the superior influence of the [lower level influence: the light of ecstasy].

If an ordinary person uses a ritual related to Mr. Yao, it is usually the result of this effect.

There will be light oozing in their heads.

You need to lie on the ground for a period of time in a dark environment. In order to let the light in the brain and under the eyes flow out.

Otherwise, they will feel inexplicable ecstasy all the time, and may even disturb normal thinking.

And when they open their eyes, everything they see will be several times brighter; Even if you close your eyes tightly, it will not be pitch black, but you will always be able to see the violent light. It's like a leech-like "light" sucking into the eyeball.

It's a gift and a punishment.

The power of light is not as blazing as fire, not as merciless as frost. It looks very harmless...... It's as warm as Mr. Yao.

But if you want to use the light, you must have the awareness to receive it.

Those who need to close their eyes to resist the light cannot manipulate the power of the light like their fingers.

Annan is clearly not among them.

"I've got my name......"

He didn't think too much and didn't hesitate.

Calling out the name directly into the mirror:

"Melanpos...... Can you hear me? ”

"You're finally willing to call me. I've been waiting for this day. ”

An extremely magnetic, low and pleasant voice came from the mirror: "Annan. Annan ...... of Rindong's family The first time we met, was it a few years ago? ”

The next moment, in the mirror in front of Annan, the appearance of a middle-aged man was reflected.

It is completely inconsistent with the rumored image of a "drunken middle-aged werewolf in a purple robe with a decadent and sloppy face"-

In front of Annan was a middle-aged man with his hair neatly combed back and a reserved and happy smile on his face.

His clothes and face were very clean, the bridge of his nose was high, and his eyes were as deep as an abyss...... Wearing clothes that resemble a black trench coat or a black suit, it sets off his muscular body.

Holding a deck of cards will look like a god of gamblers, and holding a cat will look like a godfather.

But in any case, he is undoubtedly a man with great masculine charm.

- Mapo's voice is okay, absolutely.

The first thing that came to Annan's mind was this thought.

But not yet for Annan's response.

The tragic writer twitched his nose as if he had smelled something.

The gesture was so elegant, as affectionate as sniffing a rose.

"Such a strong, bright taste...... I see, it was Mr. Yao who gave you my name. ”

The tragedy writer smiled: "I have to thank him a lot."

"Well, lovely Annan. You specifically called me out...... Is there something going on? ”