When night came again, Crane had entered the dream in a place other than the courtyard of the Black Abbey, and he was disappointed that he did not let his change of state of mind show on his face.

Because the "mysterious queen" Bernadette Gustav is standing not far ahead, looking over the black staircase covered with reliefs.

The stained glass in the high places is magnificently colored, tearing the decaying dusk by those broken lattices, and the large spots of light that are sprinkled are spliced into a long carpet and spread under the feet of the two people.

Klein stepped up the stairs, and after Esther's deliberate prompting, he already knew the identity of the other party - the "mysterious queen", a big man in the mysterious world, the eldest daughter of Russell Gustav.

His proactive stance seemed to surprise Bernadette, and she later admonished: "Confidence is sometimes a weakness. ”

The uneasiness in Klein's heart was fleeting, his confidence was more from the peculiarity of the gray mist, although he knew in his heart that Bernadette's reminder was reasonable, but he still coped with this sentence calmly.

During the casual conversation between the two, Bernadette took advantage of Heath Doyle's influence and turned the conversation to "Hamel": "The 'parasite' in that lark has some very special abilities, and her appeasement of Hiss is even more effective than the seal that Gadelia gave to Hiss. ”

Crane was silent, he didn't want to tell Bernadette about Ester, especially if the other party was a little higher than both of them.

The last time Esther was in the library, she showed a very respectful attitude towards Bernadette, and she was also a tactful reminder to Klein that the "mysterious queen" was quite strong, and it was more advantageous to give respect than to make enemies.

Bernadette didn't expect Gelman to respond to this: "Your companion has a lot of secrets, and although you are too, she may be worse off than you. ”

"She made a deal with you?"

"Once it has been achieved, once in the future." Bernadette's voice grew softer, "I traded a 'blasphemy card' in the hope that she would help me save my father. ”

Although shocked, Klein firmly showed the indifferent look that Gelman should have: "Russell the Great is still alive? ”

Bernadette shook her head, "I don't know, but I always have to hold on to hope." ”

But then, she spoke again: "The 'Evangelist' incarnated by the lark, rumors have been circulating from within the Aurora Society for the past few months. In fact, the whispers of this sea are also from the real Creator, and I am not surprised that your friends will react. ”

Klein quietly looked at Bernadette and did not react to the remark.

Bernadette's tone was still so gentle: "As she tried to break away from the ship, the 'blasphemy card' in my hand echoed. ”

"You closed the window."

"It's me, but we haven't succeeded in stopping her desire to leave, the real Hamel is gone."

Klein's heart suddenly tightened: "What do you mean?" ”

"When you wake up, check on that lark, it's probably not your friend anymore."

Bernadette motioned for Gelman to follow him down the steps, and the two of them went to the deepest part of the hallway.

Klein's mind was racing, but he had to go back to the real world to be confirmed, if what Bernadette said was true......

He only had to check something else to get the answer.

Bernadette stopped in front of a black door, embossed with strange powers.

Bernadette pushed the door open.

A sea of gold appeared in front of them, but the dream was violently turbulent.

A powerful aura emanated from inside the door, and the entire dream world became crumbling.

Bernadette closed the black wooden door again.

But before the crack in the door closed, Crane caught a distinct glimpse of the shadow of a flying bird, and although its form was pitch-black variegated, there was a faint glimmer around it, as if it was draped in a light veil.

"What's that?"

"Whether you're asking about the ocean or the wandering bird, I don't know. I probably know less than one percent of the secrets of this monastery. ”

Although vague, Crane always had a vague intuition that the phantom was the embodiment of "Zoya" left in a certain shell, just like the snake that Esther had said, a more suitable carrier that could withstand more points of light.

And "Zoya's" instructions to those light incarnations were to stay with "Dariberg" until the moment the god fell, and it also fell into this dream.

Eventually, it was eroded by the remnants of the dream's power, becoming a shadow hovering in the depths.

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In the courtyard of the Black Abbey, which was filled with giant arrows, Esther didn't know how long she had been waiting.

The environment here does not change in time, the constant dusk hangs in the sky, and the courtyard full of signs of destruction looks even more bleak when no one is active here.

Esther has been thinking back to the chat between the "Mystery Queen" and Klein before, she once tried desperately to hide the Tarot Society from Klein, thinking that the "world" and Crane were just a teacher-student relationship, and Crane was acting through the identity of "the world" and received help from the members of the Tarot Society......

Now it seems that Klein may have already entered the sight of the "fool".

Because the starting point was wrong from the beginning, the more Esther's line of thought extended, the farther she strayed.

Suddenly, the scene in the courtyard twisted and turbulent, and Esther was pleased to see several figures emerge one after another, but after observing them, she couldn't help but feel a little lost—Crane didn't show up.

But it's better to have someone than to wait by yourself.

Esther flew not far from Frank Lee and smiled when she saw what he was trying to bury in the ground.

Esther was very curious, and couldn't help but jump to the side, looking at the planted seeds suspiciously: "Frank, what are you doing?" ”

"I've improved on the parasitic plants I bred before! Maybe it's better for them to make their own milk, so they don't have to go anywhere else and don't let Future produce milk......" Frank waved his arms enthusiastically and dug harder into the soil.

Did Future produce milk? How much is going on in the real world, and I have been in such a bizarre situation that I have been in a coma and have not caught up with anything!

Esther laughed sadly twice: "Haha, then you come on." ”

Then Esther hurried away from Frank's location, for fear that Frank would have a whim in the dream and want to catch the lark to cultivate something.

On the bright side, Frank hasn't bred a killer plant, at least yet...... No, he's already a pirate with a bounty, nicknamed "The Toxin Expert", and maybe he really has something like a man-eating flower on his hands, and the highly poisonous plant alone is enough to be feared.

The lark flew towards the shadow where Heath Doyle was squatting, and even in the dream, Heath subconsciously chose the darkest corner.

However, when he saw something flying closer, his dull eyes were a little more flexible, and he subconsciously raised his arm so that the lark could stand on it steadily.

"Heath, how are you feeling now?"

Hiss just nodded, didn't speak, and was as silent as a sculpture.

Esther turned her head, "Do you still hear voices on the boat?" ”

"Yes, when I'm outside, all the time." Hiss's tone sounded distressed and sad, and although he didn't have many expressions in his dreams, he spoke with more emotion than in the real world.

Esther was worried that Heath would remain silent, but since he would still respond, Asther immediately asked about what Klein had said: "What did you hear when the Future passed by a wheezing ruin?" ”

Heath buried his head down, each sentence trembling with fear: "There is a corpse there, very terrible, whoever it is, has been in great pain and ...... death"

Esther could hardly suppress the inexplicable sentimentality in her heart, and she comforted Hiss softly, until his mood stabilized, and the lark spread his wings and left Hiss's flat arm.

Esther flew towards the gate leading to the depths of the monastery, she remembered that Crane had taken her out of here before, and since Crane was not outside now, maybe he would be inside?

With this in mind, the lark, who was eager to seek more answers from Crane, did not stay long, and a ring lit up around the bird, and through the power of distorting the dream, it opened a small crack, and then jumped into the hall inside.

Anderson was still here, lying in an easy chair with his hands behind his head, leisurely looking at the paintings on the dome.

Esther flew over and grabbed Anderson's arm twice, forcing the "Mightiest Hunter of the Misty Sea" to give up a handrail so that he could stand.

"You don't always stand on top of Gelman's head or shoulder, why do you have to give you a place?" Anderson looked at the bird that could be awake in his dreams and couldn't help but ask.

"Because I hate you, and you will be unlucky."

Anderson stopped talking, leaning back in his chair helplessly: "Can't you help?" Last time, you said you could help me with this trouble. ”

"I think I'm being polite that I didn't make you more unlucky."

"I don't think you're polite at all," Anderson stretched, continuing to look up at the mural above as a work of art, "and though you talk more than Gelman and seem to be lively, you actually have a worse temper than him." ”

Esther gestured with her paws, tempting to point them out, but the bird's paws were not suitable for such fiddling, so she gave up the idea for the time being.

Anderson didn't care about the little movements of the lark, and said to himself, "But how can you move freely in your dreams?" Yes, it probably has something to do with the solution you can get to my doom. Speaking of which, I never saw you on the ship. ”

Anderson's words paused: "You won't sleep until we leave, will you?" Then your real-world body isn't-"

"Shut up, you!" Esther screamed, full of the urge to scratch the crow's beak.