My Name of the Spirit Lucario

There are nearly 50 people registered on the list of participating in the reconstruction of the Elven Sacrifice Tower at night.

And in such a small town, 50 people disappeared in one night, which is already a serious case.

Its seriousness made Fran have to concentrate on dealing with it, so she couldn't care about her granddaughter who was led by Ming Rizhao.

Several people hurried forward and quickly arrived at the location of the Elven Sacrifice Tower.

Different from what you see at night, the Elf Sacrifice Tower still has that inconspicuous appearance during the day, and the short double floors don't even compare with the towering and spectacular scene seen at night.

After receiving the news, the person in charge of the Elven Sacrifice Tower ran out wiping his sweat.

It wasn't his turn to be nervous. After all, 50 people were missing. If something happened to these people, it would be an unbearable end for him to walk around.

"Who is in charge of the night-time reconstruction work?"

Fran wasn't polite either, and got straight to the point.

"Yes, it's old Duck who's in charge... Who, help me call old Duck here."

Seeing Fran's serious expression, the person in charge didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly asked his subordinates to go down and call that old Duck over.

"Old Duck?"

People who can be given the job of rebuilding the Elf Sacrifice Tower will naturally not be unknown in New Moon Town, but hearing this name, Fran, who has lived in New Moon Town for decades, feels a little strange.

"Don't you remember? Old Dake is the most powerful craftsman in our town. Oh, he also has a granddaughter named Xiaomeng, who is about the same age as Miss Furong. Because Old Duck's construction skills are very good, So this time I specially asked him to help plan how to rebuild the Elven Sacrifice Tower, I remember that the whole set of plans had been submitted to the government affairs center at that time, and you should be able to see it, Mrs. Fran."

The person in charge saw Fu Rong who was following Ming Rizhao, and explained to Fu Lan.

Fran was still talking with the person in charge of the Elven Sacrifice Tower, and Ming Rizhao and Leo started a discussion on the channel of spiritual communication.

"(Leo's telepathy) tsk tsk tsk, it seems that my guess is indeed correct."

"(Ming Rizhao's telepathy) how to say?"

"(Leo's telepathy) Didn't you notice that name?"

"(Ming Rizhao's telepathy) You mean... old Dak?"

"(Leo's telepathy) That's right, Dak, Dak, aren't those the first two letters of Dakley's name?"

"(Ming Rizhao's telepathy) Uh, is there a possibility that these two names are just similar by coincidence?"

"(Leo's telepathy) Heh, I don't believe it's a coincidence. The man named Old Dak just happened to undertake the rebuilding of the night elf sacrifice tower. It just happened that we saw the mysterious tower at night, and it happened that Old Dak's name is so similar to Dakley's, how can there be so many coincidences in this world."

"(Morrow Rizhao's telepathy) So here comes the question, if old Dak is Dakley, what is the purpose of his actions? It can't be purely for the construction of the Elven Sacrifice Tower, right?"

"(Leo's telepathy) I don't know, maybe it's not that simple, and with such an inference, no wonder when I saw him that night, I always felt that his breath was a bit weird, not like an ordinary human being."

"(Ming Rizhao's telepathy) what? Have you met Darkley?"

"Sister, what are you talking about with the elf?"

A sudden voice interrupted the heated discussion between Ming Rizhao and Leo.

"Furong, you can actually perceive our telepathy?"

How should I say it?That is to say, it is indeed worthy of being the king of elves more than 20 years later. His telepathy is so powerful that he can capture the invisible voice of spiritual communication. Such a talent is truly terrifying.

But the current occasion is not suitable to tell the content of the two of them's discussion, so Ming Rizhao can only perfunctory Fu Rong, and then returned to the spiritual communication.

Fu Rong nodded half-understood. At this time, feeling a little bored, she also sneaked into the Elven Sacrifice Tower to see if there was anything interesting to do.

Others, including Fulan, did not notice Furong's move.

Everyone waited for a while, but unexpectedly, the old Duck did not come.

Of course, for Ming Rizhao and Leo, this is also a reasonable thing.

"You mean old Duck is gone???"

The person in charge of the sacrificial tower unconsciously raised his tone by three points, and the dense sweat on his forehead flowed down like a waterfall.

"Yes, Minister, just now I went to see the place where Old Duck lived, and other brothers also searched nearby. The strange thing is that not only Old Duck and his granddaughter disappeared, but even the house where they lived, They're all gone too."

The subordinate who was sent to find someone had a gloomy tone of disbelief.

Old Duck lived in a house near the town, and it was not difficult to find, but now such a conspicuous building disappeared like a flying duck. Such a strange situation made this group of people They were all surprised.

"Are you sure there really is such a person named Old Duck?"

Fran asked the person in charge in an inexplicable tone.

"Of course, after all, he is the most famous construction craftsman in the nearby area. This is recognized by everyone, and everyone in the town often asks Old Duck to renovate their houses, so he is also a household name in the town. "

Although the person in charge was a little puzzled by Fran's questioning, he still spoke with certainty.

"What about you?"

Fran suddenly turned the question to the subordinate who was looking for someone.

"Yes, Mrs. Fran, we are also very clear about his affairs. After all, the old... Hey, what's his name?"

The subordinate spoke well at first, but when the name was about to be mentioned, a little bewildered expression suddenly appeared on his face.

"Are you confused?" The person in charge cursed angrily. "Isn't it called old... old... old..."

It seems that the memory has been confused, and no matter how hard the person in charge racks his brains, he can't recall the name of that person.

"Understood, you go back first, and I will be responsible for that matter."

Fran showed a clear expression, and then let the two who wondered why they couldn't remember their names go back to their respective jobs first.

what happened?Why did things change so much all of a sudden?

Ming Rizhao was taken aback for a moment, seeing Fran in deep thought, and leaned over to ask in a low voice.

"Master Fran, what happened?"

Fran came back to her senses and said solemnly.

"It seems that there is a mysterious power affecting our memory, and the guy whose name we can't remember must be some legendary existence. Only they have such a powerful ability."

"Bang", Leo jumped out of the poke ball and made eye contact with Ming Rizhao.

It seems that Leo's guess is indeed correct. The name is the same as the first two characters of the existence, and it can affect people's inability to recall his name. It must be the legendary god of nightmares, Darkrai.

Thinking of the conversation he had with Darkley, Leo shuddered a little.

But the question is, why do Ming Rizhao and Leo still remember the name of old Dak (Dakleyi)?

Besides, Fran and the two (the elves) were also pondering another question.

"Why did that existence (Darkley) infiltrate Crescent Town and take over the job of rebuilding the Elven Sacrifice Tower? And were the 50 missing people taken away by that existence (Darkley) again?" ? What is the real purpose?"

In any case, it is an indisputable fact that a large number of people have disappeared. Therefore, as for the existence that hid her tracks, Fran does not think that the other party has good intentions.

Several people (elves) were immersed in their own thoughts like this, until Ming Rizhao suddenly discovered something.

"Huh? Where did Fu Rong go?"