Amon pushed the monocle in his right eye, and an unnatural streamer flashed over it: "But I didn't do it, it's the 'loop' left by Zoya." If you have a moral objection to this, it should be directed against Him, not me. ”

Esther turned her head in disbelief: "Isn't that crouching crow in that nest your doppelganger?" ”

"yes."

"And what are you talking about? Don't act like you're a victim, it's not something Zoya can do alone. ”

Not to mention that I already know that you don't have such a moral heart. Esther sneered inwardly, but didn't say it directly. She knew that she was still at a disadvantage, and at least she shouldn't tear her face with Amon on the surface.

Amon's eyes suddenly narrowed: "I'm just helping you recognize the reality, the gods are all beings close to me, including the big snake and the 'hanging man' you saw." ”

"The Great Snake?"

"Ulorius's nickname."

But Esther could tell Amun that he was referring to a god in his words, the "Fool."

This made Esther even more amused, Amon really didn't know anything about the "Fool", Esther had been saved by the "Fool", and had caught a glimmer of hope for relief, no one would want to let go of that spider silk in hell, and Esther was no exception.

In this regard, Amon's deal is difficult to impress Esther in any way, not to mention that Esther is also a "thief", and she will not forget that Sequence Eight is a "fraudster".

"An irrelevant question, have you ever been exposed to the aurora?" Amon asked with a smile.

Esther suddenly became alert: "I have seen it, but I haven't had much contact. ”

Amon noticed her tense shoulders and deliberately took another step in front of Esther, which made Esther subconsciously take two steps back, widening the distance between her and Amon.

"If you're not used to it, I can communicate with you in the form of a crow."

It took a lot of effort for Esther not to show her hatred, and after meeting Amun, her original indifferent mood was frequently turbulent: "Thank you, you don't have to. ”

Amon pushed the monocle, and an abrupt memory appeared in Esther's head.

It is true that He could not steal, but that did not mean that Amon could not give away certain things by "returning" them and forcibly shoving them to the other party who was not willing to accept them.

Esther felt an unnatural buzzing sound in her head again, as if she might fall into a coma the next moment.

"You give me more than just a memory...... " Esther clenched the "pale bone nail" in her right hand, and kept repeating in her heart that she must not act rashly, she will not be able to defeat Amun's body.

Amon looked distressed, as if he was very sorry for Esther's calm performance:

"And, of course, there's the pollution that the memory contains, a good spice. But Zoya is so cleverly designed that you can use His abilities even if He's not dominant.

"Don't be so dissatisfied, you can calm down and look at the part of the memory I gave you, and find out what they really are. If you don't think it matters, then you can abandon your poor morality and go crazy with Him. ”

Even knowing His purpose, knowing that He was trying to drive a wedge between the trust I had just developed in Huls and Ulorius, I knew that I should never have listened to any of His words that were directed......

But when Amon said this, Esther's brain subconsciously mobilized that extra part of the memory to make a more detailed understanding of the conversation.

Even the smell of blood in her memory was so strong that it made her physiologically sick to her stomach.

Esther could be sure that Amon had done it on purpose, and that the mere memories were more hazy and vague, and there was absolutely no sensory stimulation that was so clear as to make people sick.

The main perspective of the memory was shaking, and it was clear that "I" was running as hard as I could, trying to escape the strangely decorated mansion, crimson moonlight pouring in through the neat floor-to-ceiling windows, kissing the blood on the fugitive's hands.

But eventually a shadow emerges from the corner and pounces on those who are trying to escape, and the pain of being devoured and flesh-eating causes "I" to let out a scream, startling a bird outside the window with flapping wings.

Such memories are just one of them.

When Esther pulled her mind away from these memories and steadily regained her cognition, she subconsciously covered her mouth, feeling more disgusted than frightened.

"I told you, don't be fooled by the appearance they show you, that's what the 'Hanged Man' really is. As for Zoya's true colors, you have now seen them, and you can ask them for help with naïve expectations. Amon spread his hand at the town behind the light, and the smile on his face faded.

His eyes under his monocle are as dark as a well:

"I even know that you still have the protection of the night, so did you know that He was also involved in the betrayal of my father? The darkness here contains some of his remaining power, as well as the darkness outside......

"He had tried to uproot and obscure the town entirely, even if it was a preparation we had made to keep Zoya around. The night is the true god who controls the 'secret', and there's no reason not to know a childish little secret like me and Zoya, who only needs to look at it to know who this town is pointing to. ”

Esther subconsciously put her hand over the Night Emblem, unable to say anything.

She looked inside the curtain again, where a carriage carrying a large amount of woven goods crashed into it, crumbling into points of light a few paces away from her, and when the sun rose one day, the coachmen and horses would appear again, repeating the process of disappearing again.

Amon stretched out his hand after a long time and knocked on the solid curtain of light: "I also heard that Zoya was the 'Star of Hope' who accompanied the night before following my father. ”

"Who told you?"

"A paranoid."

Esther felt that she shouldn't believe a word, but her "spiritual intuition" special ability to accept information allowed her to clearly distinguish what Amon was saying - when a "fraudster" said the truth, or even acted too sincerely, this was what frightened her the most.

Esther's fingers rested on the edge of her cloak, touching a bright red with a hint of warmth, and she tried to seek clarification from her "spiritual intuition", but "Zoya" stopped moving as soon as she approached the place.

Esther glanced back at the veil-like black mist, "What you've heard is true, I once dreamed a little of Zoya's memory, the goddess of the night and Ulorius, and ......"

Amon urged her to continue with his eyes, "And? ”

"Darzyberg."

The smile on Amon's face reappeared, but it was rather faint, with a strange sense of reminiscence: "I haven't heard this name in years, what does it mean?" ”

"I don't know."

"That's a shame."

It was a not-so-sincere statement, which Esther could tell, and Amon seemed a little unhappy that she didn't know anything about it.

However, Amon did not extend much on the topic of this title: "By the way, it is necessary to say more, there is a dream where the night and the big snake appear at the same time, it is basically not a dream, it is almost a phantom of the wrestling between the two." ”

"As a result, the dream realm quickly collapsed." Esther rubbed her forehead, the memories of the Aurora Society were gradually subsiding, and the discomfort of the excessive blood quickly subsided after talking about other topics.

Amon happily pushed down the monocle: "That's right, you also mentioned this to me." But I didn't expect him to find you so early, only because Zoya was interested in connecting with the night. Otherwise, with His luck, how could you be in danger of your life and even live in Chanis Gate? ”

"What are you talking about? When I'll be with you—whatever you want. ”

Esther realized what Amon meant halfway through her words, and he hung the things that Esther had told Xiao Qi directly on his head, which made Esther's anger that had finally calmed down begin to bubble up again.

"Are you angry?" Amon asked, and it was hard not to feel that he was deliberately provoking.

"Yes, I'm angry."

"Shouldn't that be a good thing for you?"

Hearing such an understatement rhetorical question, Esther's figure flickered, and she had already come to Amun's side, and she tightly pulled the collar of Amon's black robe, staring at him angrily.

Amon lowered his head with a sly smile, and even leaned over slightly in obedience to the pull with a slight tolerance. He looked back at the lady who was holding him by the neckline, like a fish struggling in a rotting pond in stagnant water, wondering if it had the ability to leap out of the pool.

She knew she couldn't do anything, but she was still angry about the predestined result, why? Why did Zoya choose such a person? Is it because He has his own understanding of human nature? Or was it because of the instructions left by the father?

Amon was expecting further moves from Esther.

Esther noticed that he was looking into her eyes, but her gaze went beyond the presence of "Esther", and she only stared at the mark of the round star.

"If you want to confront 'Zoya' so much, steal my thoughts and find a way to parasitize me!" Esther's voice was low, cold from suppressed anger, "Could it be that you are still afraid?" ”

Esther's hands on Amon's collar uncontrollably let go and hung limply, her strength stolen.

But in the next moment, the stolen control power was returned, and Amon pinched his right eye socket: "Of course I can get rid of Zoya's ability, but I will also feel troublesome, his pollution is silent, even the true god may be affected." ”

"How is it possible, you are great gods and angels, beings that mortals cannot even imagine......" Esther took two steps back, and put her face in front of the light curtain again, casting her gaze on the town, letting compassion dilute the anger in her heart.

The voices from the town never stopped.

Amon nodded to the city inside the light curtain: "If your god is just a thought that can erode your self-perception, then what are you?" You will forget who you are on the path of longing for the light, your destiny will become His thread, and His destiny will become your destiny. ”

Esther's lips moved, but she didn't speak.

"This is the truth that Zoya can anchor others, we are the same kind."