Esther got off the subway in the East Side, shook off her two unidentified tails, and then returned to the apartment where she had paid rent.

The East End seems to be more chaotic, traffickers are getting more rampant, and now she encounters stalkers almost every day. Listen to those children, someone is going around arresting a good looking young girl. Although this kind of thing happens here every week, it has been so frequent lately that the residents of the East Side, who are already struggling with their lives, are getting more and more scared.

Klein was also resurrected, which surprised Esther, but was also full of doubts. After thinking about it for a moment, there were too few clues at hand, so Esther had to put the mystery behind her mind for the time being.

Well, the resurrection itself is very weird, and the safety of life should still be put first. The two of them hid a lot from each other, and although Esther wanted to tell Klein everything, she was afraid of causing him trouble. Listen to Klein's experience, when he didn't even get to catch his breath, it was too thrilling.

Even if Esther wanted to help, she didn't know what to do, maybe she should ask Klein what extraordinary materials she needed—if she could find or afford them.

At least now she doesn't feel like she's alone again. Thinking of this, Esther smiled and placed her cloak on the hook on the wall.

Esther sat on the edge of the wooden bed, took the insect-like little five out of her pocket, and put it on the edge of the window, before it raised its head groggyly: "Hmm, you came back so early today?" ”

"It's not early, it's almost ten o'clock," Esther pointed to the faint crimson moonlight outside the window, "It's because you've been asleep for a long time." ”

"Really......"

Xiao Wu didn't seem to notice what he was doing, which made Esther breathe a sigh of relief.

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A new week.

On Monday afternoon, Crane went over to the gray fog to clean up his debris, piling them up in a corner and covering them up with the gray fog.

At three o'clock, he will light on a few red stars, and today's tarot will be held on time.

At first, it was "Justice" who noticed that "Sun" was not quite right, and after "Hanging Man" pointed out the danger of the prisoner next door to Little "Sun", he shared with several people about the "Amon" family, reminding "Sun" to be wary of that strange survivor.

A few minutes later, at the end of the trading session, Crane manipulated the "World" to ask everyone for "the brain mutation of the Hunter of a Thousand Faces, the pituitary gland and blood, the properties of the human skin ghost, and the hair of the deep sea Naga", he did not rush to mention the news of Esther's pursuit, but waited until the exchange was halfway through before the "World" once again hoarsely spoke:

"The Aurora Society of Beckland is on the hunt for a being known as 'Zoya,' whose image is associated with a lark or cluster of light."

Darerick's eyes widened as if he remembered something, but he didn't say anything because he wasn't sure.

"Justice" sighed slightly in his heart, it seemed that Mr. "World" was thinking about everyone in Beckland, and he couldn't see that he was such a thoughtful person. She asked curiously, "Why are they chasing this 'Zoya'?" ”

"It is said to be related to the 'fallen Creator' of their faith."

Derick gritted his teeth and raised his hand, like a student who was full of unconfidence because he doubted the answer in his heart: "If it's a lark, there is a description in the legend of our Silver City, but only a little. ”

"The Magician" Firth was interested in where the "sun" was located, after all, that environment was simply the best source of inspiration for the story, and whether to write it or not was another matter: "What does that legend say?" ”

"The All-Knowing and Almighty Lord met the first lark, and he marveled at the mercy of the Lord, and called an olive branch representing peace, so that the Lord could calm the plagues of the earth; The second lark surrenders to the power of the Lord, and the title represents the thorns of danger, so that the Lord may listen to the sorrow of those who cannot and not forget the suffering of the weeping of all beings; The third lark praised the glory of the Lord as a wreath of happiness, and the Lord declined the gift, saying, 'There are thousands of sufferers in the world, and how can they be alone?' The third lark was moved to stay with the Lord, to hear the Word of the Lord, to sing the Lord's hymn, and to witness every moment when the Lord preached the gospel in heaven and earth......

This is a very typical religious story, and Klein pondered silently, and from this story, he can deduce that the lark seems to have a very close relationship with the creator of Silver City. In other words, there is a high probability that the name "Zoya" that Esther wants to track down is the lark in the story, but I don't know which one he is, or if all three are him?

"Magician" nodded secretly, if the characters in the story were replaced by a savior warrior and his confidante, it seemed to make sense, and in the end they loved and wandered in the world, and this story could barely make up a good ending for growing old together.

"Justice" sighed silently, and at the end of the story, the third little lark had been staying, but then the creator of Silver City fell......

The "hanged man" didn't think too much about it, just guessing what the "world" could do with the news. If this story had been told from the mouth of a "fool", his brain would probably have been more tortuous than others had thought.

After Darek finished the story, he paused for two seconds: "There isn't much news beyond that, at least that's all I remember." Even in the historical records of our Silver City, there are no city-states with 'lark' as a belief in them, and only a small number of the murals of the Lord will appear in this image. ”

"World" nodded: "I see, thanks for sharing." ”

Deric scratched his hair embarrassedly: "This is a fairy tale that everyone knows in Silver City, and it's not a secret, but we ...... We've never seen a lark look like before. ”

In the end, his words were filled with loss and sadness that could not be concealed, just thinking that after so many years, Silver City had lost the news of the Lord, and could only continue to struggle to survive in the dark night without dawn.

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Darerick's gaze withdrew from the gray fog and sank back into the darkness of the room, and he held his position vigilantly for a few seconds, realizing that nothing had happened, before he sighed and relaxed, and muttered quietly, "Skylark, ......"

His sigh fell silent in the air for a moment, and just as Daric approached the metal wall, trying to bend his fingers to call the former captain's words, before his knuckles could snap his voice, an old muffled voice came from behind him:

"Are you looking for a lark too......"

Derrick's whole body stiffened, he took a defensive posture before turning his whole body a little, the room was still dark, so Derrick used the ability of the "Prayer of Light" to turn his eyes into a light source, and he could finally see the dark shadow sitting quietly by the bed.

It was a naked, wounded monster, its head split from side to side, split in half from the bridge of its nose upwards, its gray-white brain wriggling to put itself back together, and the blood-streaked viscous brain pulled out the filaments, but it squirmed upwards against common sense. The two eyes are far apart, bulging to the sides, like a goldfish with bulging eyes and swollen head.

The corners of its left half of its mouth and countless old wounds all cracked as if it were smiling, pulling out an upward arc: "Look, I'm not normal......

Derik's defence was based entirely on years of fighting instinct, his hands clenched into fists raised to his chin as if in a praying position, and fierce beams of flames fell from the roof and shone on the monster's body.

The room suddenly lit up, but soon the divine beam grew thicker and brighter, so brilliant that Derrick couldn't help but close his eyes.

In the brilliant pillar of light, a human form with no facial features separated, and it slammed into the monster, causing the monster to open its mouth wide, and the crack on its body also turned outward, as if it was screaming miserably.

But Darek didn't hear anything, until the monster collapsed and melted under the power of the Light Man, and it nearly completely disappeared, when a phantus emerged from where the monster had stood:

The man in a black classical robe and a peaked floppy hat had a youthful appearance, black eyes and curly hair hanging in the shadow under the brim, a broad forehead, a thin face, and a monocle carved from crystal.

At the same time, the Light Man exploded, leaving only a patch of white in Derrick's eyes, and when his vision recovered from the blinding light, he found himself standing outside the hallway.

Colin Iliad, the chief "witcher" of Silver City, was standing in front of Darik, and after asking Darik what had happened to him and what he had done, Colin did not say anything more, only told Darik that his condition was stable and he could go back.

Derrick took a quiet breath, and he walked quickly down the aisle to the exit, passing by the guards who came one after another, feeling not only glad that he had survived, but also confused about the scene just now.

However, based on the information known and the conversation with the Chief, Deric was able to confirm that the person just now was the legendary "Blasphemous" Amon! The reason for his abnormality is most likely because he was pulled into the gray fog by participating in the tarot meeting just now!

Derick thought as he walked, feeling the need to report this to the "Fool".

Ostensibly he didn't change and walked home at a normal pace. After closing the door, Darek observed the surroundings for a moment, but did not notice anything unusual, and then sat on the edge of the bed and whispered: "O fool who does not belong to this era, you are the mysterious master above the gray mist, and you are the king of yellow and black who is in charge of good fortune. I just went through a terrible thing......"

After informing the "fool" of what had happened and his own speculations, Derick breathed a sigh of relief. This time he relaxed, and the strong feeling of exhaustion made him lie on the bed, and soon fell asleep.

Every now and then a bolt of lightning pierced the darkness outside the window, illuminating the ground for a moment and then disappearing, and the candle-lit room was dim and silent, except for the sound of Derrick's breathing.

In his sleep, Darik's right index finger popped up without him noticing.

The finger drew a circle on the surface of the bed, and then dotted it on the center of the circle, as if he was leisurely thinking about something.