Esther gathered Calwin's withered bones, wrapped them in the long trench coat, and tied it tightly with a knot in her sleeves.

Her palm pressed against the bulge in her satchel, and the monocle with the parasite abilities was still inside.

Getting promoted as soon as possible was also an option, and it was worth the risk she had, as the appearance of other people or animals was more convenient to hide than her own appearance, which could not change her appearance.

Esther didn't wait for dawn any longer, she walked downstairs with her suitcase and package of bones, threw the key to the front desk, and stole the other party's memories with her hands, and she walked the streets of this small town in the crimson moonlight.

It was past midnight, and only the drunken ones were still noisy in the bar, and there were hardly any people in the streets, and Esther hurried up the mountain road outside the city, and went to a place where there was no one.

She didn't need to enter that strange state of perception, just emitted a few points of light, and the objects in front of her line of sight were clear enough.

Esther carried a shovel that had been brought to her hand from outside the door of a house at the foot of the mountain, and she placed a ring on the ground with a few gold louis, wondering if they would leave behind a story like "shoveling fairies".

When the time comes, everyone may have a shovel in front of their house, hoping to get a handful of gold coins overnight.

A few minutes later, when the forest was far enough away, Ace chose a loose surface of earth and hummed the tune of "Ode to Joy" softly, which soon attracted many nocturnal observers.

The alert and dazed animals stayed in the shadows of the trees, and Esther laughed self-deprecatingly, what a fairy-tale princess style.

There is no one else here, so let them witness the funeral of the deceased.

There was not much warmth in her eyes, but she carefully chose the object she wanted to parasitize.

Glancing over the creatures in the shadows of the trees around her, Esther dug deeper into her pit as she surveyed the fowl crouching among the grass

Of course not the nightingale, the two owls looked weak in size and claws, not quite as if they could hold things steady.

She also had to continue on her way to Tdelis, and if she had left aside the way the steam train had traveled, she would have to fly well, but in turn, she would have to leave behind her heavier suitcase, leaving only her lighter satchel.

Esther's shovel tossed up more dirt, and when the pit was more than a meter deep enough, she threw the bone-covered trench coat inside.

The withered skull rolled out, and the blonde hair, which was no longer shiny, was still attached to the skull, and did not fall off, but the darkness of death swallowed up the splendor of life.

Esther didn't show any emotion, she just bowed her head at the bones and said in an indifferent tone:

"I'm sorry, may you sleep peacefully."

The shovel scooped up the dirt and covered the hollow skull's eye sockets, closing the shadows inside, quickly drowning out the last trace of the man's survival.

Slapping the dirt above the mound to the ground, Esther walked to the nearest tree trunk and carved the words "The Tomb of Calwyn Lepres" on it.

She hesitated for a moment, leaving no epitaph, after all, the person she communicated with today was only Amon's doppelganger from beginning to end, and Esther didn't know what Calwin wanted to leave behind.

The people she had met or the feuds she had made on Lily of the Valley Street, and in retrospect, Esther felt like a subtle bystander.

I don't know if the sunflower is still there. Esther thought as she looked at the name carved in Rune.

Carrying a shovel stained with dirt, she picked up her suitcase and walked deeper into the forest.

——

Eventually, Esther found a secluded valley where she sat under a tree with knotted roots, her suitcase buried in another place.

Originally, she wanted to burn everything, but this is a mountain forest, and it is even more troublesome to make a fire, so she finally gave up on such an idea.

She used her shoulder strap to tie the bag with the gold coins to the satchel, and that was all she had to take, but before that, there was the most important thing to do.

Esther reopened the box containing the monocle, her fingertips rubbing the obsidian at the end of the thin chain, gradually calming her irritated state of mind.

She quickly entered a meditative state, sketching a gentle light in her mind, and constantly allowing it to be magnified and extended, Esther did not let go of the perception of the outside world, but looked at the light in her mind from the bottom of her heart, repeating the question to it: "How to use these glasses?" ”

By the time she opened her eyes with a severe headache, Esther had heard the faint buzzing answer: "Put it on." ”

Esther frowned and patted her forehead in an attempt to ease her headache.

She was cautious on the subject, that is, the method of "using it to parasitize" and "using it to promote" was the same, just wear this pair of glasses.

Will there be a special reaction afterward?

After the sharp pain in her mind dissipated, Esther did not hesitate any longer, and took the monocle out of the box very decisively, buckled the temples behind her ear, and slowly put the lens on the bridge of her nose at the right eye, and fit it to her face.

A violent hum exploded from Esther's newly calm mind, and the symbol of the ring star reappeared in her right eye, alternating light and dark. The light and hum spread from the inside out, penetrating her head and washing over her soul like a tidal wave.

Esther's body trembled uncontrollably, and she seemed to see a lot of fragmented images:

Among the collapsed high-rise buildings, a young woman holding a jade pendant stood expressionlessly in front of the window, her facial features the same as Esther's, her expression stiff and numb. Until the ceiling fell and the floor cracked, she let gravity pull her down without any reaction, and her eyes were hollow and unfocused.

Several light cocoons hung in the gray mist, vaguely enveloping all kinds of people, a ball of light constantly flying around it, it melted into one of the young men who seemed to be sleeping, and then detached, turning to the previous woman next to the young man.

The light, blinding to the point of burning the soul, and then the dark, viscous shadows of flesh and blood, clinging to the left and right ends of the great cross, like a balance of light and dark in the world. A childish song of chanting to the gods sounded around it, and a lark with silver eyes and a glimmer of feathers flapped its wings and flew leisurely.

Then there was a boundless darkness, and only a moment of lightning tearing through the sky would illuminate the wilderness below.

A short figure in an off-white classical robe stepped on the ground, and the gentle song resounded around her all the time, and the humming sound would randomly shatter a silver star in the air with each step she took, but it was soon drowned out by darkness.

The sound waves vibrated through the air and spread outward, and a large number of monsters of different shapes and shapes were gathered, quietly following behind her, like a parade in a nightmare.

Esther struggled to make out the scene in the chaotic intertwining of memories, a voice she knew well, and she didn't think of it except "Zoya".

The figure seems to have a definite direction to move forward, and if she gets a little closer to this memory, maybe Esther will know where "Zoya" is going—

A black circular silhouette abruptly emerges in front of these chaotic memories, snapping all the colors into itself.

"Zoya."

Esther heard someone's voice smiling.

“……”

Instead of responding, she tried to open her eyes and return her mind to a more peaceful reality, and the moment she was hit by the sharp pain in her mind, she regained her consciousness from the chaos.

Esther gasped hard, and found herself curled up on the ground for some unknown moment, covered in a lot of dust, obviously tumbling in many turns, her voice hoarse and dry, perhaps screaming in pain.

She had no memory, and her memory was still stuck in the images she had seen.

Why did I, who used to be Li Xing, become like that? I seem to remember that the jade pendant was sold by a vendor I met in the park, saying that it was a mascot that could pray to the heavens...... And then the world was destroyed?

She blinked, unable to fully digest the glimpses of the "memories" for a while, even with the ability to "decrypt scholars", the emotional impact of those contents was too violent for Esther to completely calm down.

Overhead was the quiet of the night, and Esther didn't even know how much time had passed.

The silver hair in front of her eyes was stuck to her forehead with sweat, and Esther lifted her bangs and raised her head, seeing those points of light suspended above her, they hovered quietly in the air, making Esther have a strange feeling of being "stared", they have no malice, just ordinary observance of the instinct of "spectator".

The monocle that had been on the bridge of her nose had shattered into several pieces, as if crushed by an invisible stone, and Esther reached for the remaining frame, only a small fragment of her fingertips was pinched, and with a slight force it split in half.

The obsidian hanging from the end of the thin chain is gone.

Esther held on to the trunk of the tree and slowly rose from the ground, her limbs still trembling slightly. There were bruises on her elbows and calves, and she didn't know where they had been hit, and the leather gloves on her hands had been torn for unknown reasons, leaving only a few pieces hanging between her fingers.

A slender white bone sword lay on the ground not far away, with a cold aura on the sword's body, and a silver half-faced mask not far away, which was almost inserted into the body of the tree for some reason, as if it had been violently thrown away.

Esther gently rubbed the sore spots on her body, and it didn't take long for the bruises or abrasions to return to normal, and there were no signs of injury.

The light shone slightly, and Esther took a closer look at them with the help of their illumination, and couldn't help but frown.

It didn't seem to have anything to do with promotion, she could feel that she had gained new powers, but this kind of recovery too quickly didn't seem to be within the scope of the "thief".

Esther tried to lift the corners of her mouth, and her smile was a little ugly.

Is it really because this body is approaching "Zoya"? become more suitable for Him......

But now she's still Esther, she's alive, and even has a new direction for answers.

As soon as Esther began to think about the darkness, she immediately linked its features to the description of the "sun" at the Tarot meeting.

What "Zoya" had been pursuing, and Amon had deliberately hidden, was in the forsaken land.

(End of chapter)