Sherlock frowned, and although he seemed to have believed it in his heart, his mouth was still stiff: "What are you dreaming about?" Can you get the golden entry for two liters and three liters? You don't want to say that you were blessed by the pillar god himself, do you? ”

"Hey, I've really been blessed by the pillar god."

Ivas smirked, "I'll show you - do you have a mirror?" ”

He really wanted to try it - he had to practice his hands when he got the golden entry, otherwise it felt like something was missing.

"Give."

Sherlock pulled out a small mirror from the ritual treasure bag around his waist and handed it to Ivus.

He casually asked, "The ceremony presided over by the twin mirrors?" ”

"Yes."

"That's a pity, Your Highness isn't here."

Sherlock has some regrets: "She is very religious in her belief in the Twin Mirrors. ”

“…… I'm glad she's not here. Ivas complained.

Otherwise, it would be too shameful.

No, I should say - otherwise she would be too dangerous.

“？” Sherlock looked at Ivus quizzically.

"I mean...... This is, after all, a crescent moon ceremony. ”

"I always felt like you didn't mean that."

At this moment, Ivas lifted the mirror and closed one eye according to the ritual knowledge given by the twin mirrors.

He saw three vague shadows in the mirror.

One is exactly the same as himself, and the other is exactly the same as "Bayard".

The third is a little girl about Sherlock's age.

Ivas can be reflected in any of these three forms at will.

…… Three forms.

Ivus's heart moved.

- So good?

He had thought that he would only be able to become the Moon Child's version of himself, or simply become Number 14 - looking at the attitude of the twin mirrors, and she seemed to be very satisfied with Ivus's performance.

The result is actually a choice of three forms.

Becoming the child of the moon's version of himself should be the original effect of this ritual; And he was able to become Bayard because of the close contractual relationship between Shadow Fiend and himself.

As for the 14th...... It could only be a gift from the twin mirrors.

That's probably what He thought—"It's all right, and some more."

…… But nothing else. If it is operated reasonably, it is simply three more identities.

At least the identity of "Miss Alestal" seems to be able to be solidified...... Bayard can be used to play such a "bad woman".

Then, if you meet Sherlock for the first time with the smaller one, this identity is still the most suitable-

So, with sincere gratitude for the twin mirrors, Ivus whispered the prayer:

"I ask for the Twin Mirrors! The God of Sacred Numbers is two, the God of no eyes and no self, the God of pure beauty and immaculateness—"

"I'm your ......"

As the mirror revealed its glow, the Ivas reflected in the mirror reversed with the Ivus outside the mirror.

Another voice overlapping him rang out: "You're me—"

It's as if there is some kind of confusion in reality.

His shadow becomes real, and his body disappears.

There are no lighting effects, and there is no transformation process. It was as if nothing had changed, as if the previous Ivas had been just an illusion - Ivas had unknowingly become a different person.

He has long black hair that reaches to his waist, and is thin with clear pupils like emeralds. It's about the same height as Sherlock in his current teenage form.

Her appearance is pure and lovely, but she has a magical mature charm. Just by looking into her eyes, you can know that she is by no means a simple girl of this age.

It is the fourteenth in the form of the Child of the Moon.

She tilted her head slightly, looked at a stunned Sherlock, and smiled pleasantly.

"—is it a surprise, Detective?"

The cold voice of the 14th sounded: "Why don't you give me a name now?" ”

Unlike the soft and vague tone of Ivas in her dream when she played Number 14, she now speaks clearly and has a standard glass island accent. Sounds like an arrogant and calm aristocratic lady.

“…… What kind of strange ability do you have? ”

Sherlock was stunned for a long time, incredulous: "Becoming someone else?" Or a woman...... Is this also a golden trait? ”

"Of course."

Ivas said with a smile.

Immediately after, the green pupils turned dangerously scarlet.

- At that moment, Sherlock instinctively took a step back as if he was being targeted by a predator, and his body was suddenly soaked in cold sweat.

“…… Dracula? ”

He subconsciously spat out the strange word.

In the next moment, Ivus's whole body disintegrated into bats, and each pitch-black bat had scarlet eyes. They screamed and lunged at Sherlock—Sherlock should have been able to keep his composure, but since he saw the scarlet pupils, he couldn't help but sway, and a strong sense of fear kept coming over him, and his brain felt numb because of it.

And the bats that rushed in his face made him weak and almost fell to the ground.

At that moment, a hand emerged from behind him, supporting Sherlock's body. Then he gently patted Sherlock on the shoulder from above, making him stand firm.

"Stand firm, detective."

The voice suddenly changed back to masculine - to Ivus's voice, "That's just [Fear Gaze]. ”

It's just that compared to Ivus's usual gentle, polite, and clear tone, he has become more low and magnetic, and there is an arrogance and a faint madness that cannot be concealed.

Sherlock instantly resonated with the path.

A moment of dark blue flame overflowed from his pupils, and he calmed down in an instant.

But even so, the fine sweat on his head could not fade instantly.

Sherlock looked back with fear in his eyes that hadn't completely subsided. only to find that the bats were gathered again, and it was no longer the beautiful girl just now, but Ivus, who was blonde and shawl as usual.

By this moment, Ivus had walked to the window. With his back to Sherlock, he stood in front of a window wrapped in red window paper that shone in scarlet moonlight.

Ivas looked back slightly—and when he looked back, his pupils were not the blue of his past, but the same dangerous scarlet.

He smiled, and a pair of fangs lit up on his lips.

“…… Child of the Moon? ”

Sherlock racked his brains and finally came up with the idea that this race was nothing more than a legend in Avalon.

He was a little nervous: "You have been transformed into a child of the moon?" ”

His first reaction was, if the minister became the son of the moon, would all of the round table hall eventually be infected?

"How is it possible, I don't have the adaptability of the path of love."

Ivas smiled, and let out a flat, low voice, "It's just. The child of the moon in reality is not like the vampire in it, just sucking blood can increase companions. ”

This time Sherlock was confirmed—Ivus in this form was indeed a little deeper than usual.

"Your way of thinking has changed, do you realize?"

Sherlock couldn't help but walk over and remind.

But in the next moment, his collar was suddenly lifted by Ivus.

"Of course I do."

Ivus, in the form of a child of the moon, carried Sherlock, squinted his eyes and looked at him up close for a while, feeling the desire surging in his body like a tidal wave, and whispered, "I actually have the urge to suck blood...... This form is quite complete. And I should be able to suck blood, but I didn't learn the Moon Child spell directly.

“…… Oh, take a closer look. That's all that impulse is. Those children of the moon are really waste, and even this level of instinct can't be suppressed. ”

He gently lowered Sherlock, then raised his right hand to his eyes.

His right hand turned into a scarlet dagger in the blink of an eye. It was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting even the joyful face of Ivace.

Then the dagger turned into a right hand again. He shook his hand, confirming the strong vitality and thick blood that were constantly pouring out of the depths of this body.

- Except that it shatters when touched and cannot be harmed...... This is basically equivalent to getting a free part-time job for the son of the third energy level Moon.

The Twin Mirrors are truly generous.

Let's worship tomorrow.

That being said......

"It's almost time to change back."

Ivus snorted and picked up the mirror. There is not the slightest nostalgia for the power of the child of the moon.

- A fake is a fake, he sees it very clearly.

But even if this pattern is fake...... Its power is real. What it can do is just as true.

Just like Ivus himself.

Whether he himself is true or not, he is alive here. He can change the fate of many people, and reverse the fate of himself and the world.

That's enough.

"—Thanks, Twin Mirrors."

Ivas picked up the small mirror and whispered thanks again.

Two or three more in a row!

Today is another 8,000-word update, strong meow!

It's the fifth day of the explosion, and I'm asking for votes-

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