"This is the ticket for the day after tomorrow, for you. I'll keep my own. ”

After cleaning up the bones scattered on the ground, Matteo took the two to a place "fit for burial" and handed Esther the ticket to Olavi Island.

"In fact, in Nas, most people choose to be buried at sea." Vika said.

Esther's expression was a little gloomy, she had regained her original appearance, and had just fed Roman to the blood-red cloak:

"I thought that everyone should be buried in the ground, probably because it had something to do with the place where I used to live. In order to prevent the corpse from mutating, the deceased need to be sent to a unified cemetery after the requiem, and someone will patrol there to prevent accidents caused by resentful spirits. ”

Matteo glanced at her curiously, "Would you still care about such a thing?" Even if they are ...... you"

Esther interrupted, "At least bury it." But they will not be evil spirits, for their spirits have been eaten. ”

The red cloak on her shoulders lifted a corner in the night breeze, and even though it didn't smell anything, Mattio felt a strong smell of blood linger.

Matteo led the two to a corner of a mountain bag, where the weeds were so overgrown that it was difficult to find a place to settle at every step.

Matteo nodded his finger twice at the slope next to him: "This meets your criteria, right?" Usually not many people come. ”

Esther looked around and grabbed the dirt slope directly, and the ground seemed to have been dug up by someone, and the soil suddenly disappeared, leaving only a three-meter-deep pit.

"Huh, what else can it be? Is this the ability of a magical item? Matteo seemed intrigued, and he asked Esther as he tossed the bag to the bottom of the pit.

Esther also threw down the bag full of bones in her hand: "No, it's the deterioration of my extraordinary abilities. ”

Matteo's face suddenly froze: "Wait, you won't be a demigod, right?" Could it be an angel? ”

"Angel!?" Vika cried out in shock, almost slipping on his feet because of his weak legs, and fell straight into the pit.

"Exaggeration, I'm still far from angels, only controlled by angels at will." Seeing that the two of them had finished throwing away the bags, Esther waved her hand at the top of the pit to return the soil layer she had stolen just now, and covered all the bones in an instant.

Matteo was a little shocked, and although the mysterious lady said that she was far from angels, she did not deny the claim of "demigods...... This may be the default.

After stepping on the dirt with the two of them to make sure the ground was compacted, Esther took the lead in the direction of the street: "Are the people of the 'Herring Tavern' affected?" No one showed up in the vicinity until you came over. ”

Matteo naturally took over:

"No, they were threatened not to come out, so they stayed in the tavern.

"Someone peeked through the window at the 'infighting', and I was asked two sentences when I entered the door. They all thought that Vika had bought out Roman and got rid of each other's captains. The remaining two, of course, were going to get a ticket to flee from Nas, so I told them so. ”

Vika looked at Mattio in surprise: "I don't see, you kid has a good mind." ”

Matteo deliberately changed to a false voice: "I sing better." ”

The corners of Vika's eyes twitched twice, and she looked away in pain, as if she didn't hear Matteo's unbridled laughter.

Esther narrowed her eyes slightly, and the indifference on her face gradually dissipated, which made her smile a lot more sincere:

"Tomorrow I will stay at the hotel and rest, and the day after tomorrow we will leave. If you have something to attend to, take advantage of this time to get ready as soon as possible. ”

Tomorrow is Monday, and Esther has to set aside free time for the Tarot Club.

The latter sentence was naturally addressed to Mattio, who was pulling up the hood of his cloak when he heard this, and replied very casually:

"Well, I've already taken care of most of it, and most of the things in the house have been packed up, and as for that dilapidated house, I plan to hand it over to the elderly couple next door."

"We settled down at the 'Makai Hotel', you should know where it is."

Matteo nodded: "I know him, the owner behind the inn is in the ferry business, and he only opens a hotel for his own convenience." ”

Esther pointed at Vika: "You have something to look for him, he is on the third floor in room eleven." ”

Vika was visibly stunned for a moment, and looked at Esther in distress: "Why me?" ”

"Because I'm going to get some rest." Esther replied with a smile.

Matteo didn't care, he gave Vika a slightly eerie sneer: "You heard it too, she didn't have time to care about you." ”

Esther was reminded by the words: "I don't have time to take care of him, but you can help, right?" ”

Matteo's face suddenly became not very good-looking: "I won't lend him my father's notes, not anyone!" ”

"You don't need anything you treasure, you just need to explain to him the basics of the occult and the extraordinary world, he doesn't understand too complicated."

Matteo's expression softened: "No problem, it's not a big deal." ”

Vika scratched her chin: "He? Is he that powerful? It's definitely not as good as you......"

Esther slapped Vika on the back: "Matteo is a serious extraordinary, you can't compare me to others." Recognize the reality Vika, you are the weakest of the three. ”

Vika didn't complain again, but her expression was depressed.

——

Monday, Beckland time, 3 p.m.

The light dissipated, the gray mist surged, the red stars condensed in place next to the first seat, and at the end of the bronze table, two more figurative figures emerged simultaneously.

Asther got up from her high-backed chair and returned the salute to the cheerful "justice" of the members, glancing at the "world" next to her as she sat down.

The shadows under the black cloak were still so silent and cold that there was no obvious feature to be seen, and it was difficult to discern whether the "world" was Klein, Gelman, or someone else.

Miss "Justice" seems to be in a particularly good mood, what good things have happened?

At the end of the greeting, the "Hermit" was the first to hand over three pages of Russell's diary to the "Fool", and everyone below waited quietly for the presiding officer of the meeting to finish reading.

Then, in return for the three pages of the diary, the "hermit" showed more respect than in previous meetings, and after saluting the "fool", she asked her question: "I wonder why Russell the Great was crazy in his old age." ”

Esther lowered her gaze, clenched her fist and released it subconsciously, guessing that it was a gesture from Bernadette Gustaf, and that the diaries were probably from her...... What exactly is written on it?

All eyes are focused on the direction of Mr. "Fool", including the relatively mundane "Sun" and "World".

The "fool" chuckled: "First of all, let's establish a fact. I am not omniscient, nor am I omnipotent. ”

After a pause, He continued:

"I also want to know what happened to Russell in his later years.

"What is certain at the moment is that due to some unknown stimulus or influence, Russell has set his sights on sequence zero."

Esther, like the other tarot clubs, was full of speculation, but at this moment, another voice sounded directly in her head:

"It's pollution."

Zoya's voice.

The words sounded faint and tired, like whispers whispering in Esther's ear. Even though Esther's face was calm on the surface, maintaining an indifferent demeanor of joy and sorrow, she still subconsciously leaned back.

This is in front of the "fool", the tarot meeting is still going on, how dare he!

The "Fool" did not seem to notice, nor did he immediately announce the start of trading, leaving time for everyone present to digest the news of "Sequence Zero".

Esther didn't know how to communicate with the voice in her head, and she tried to mentally ask Zoya what she wanted to do.

But Zoya didn't seem to care what Esther thought, and she said to herself:

"The anchor of 'Dream City' is a mistake, don't get involved in the fight for Huls, Hall will use you because you are threatening."

Esther was at first at a loss, and the sentence touched on several things that she didn't understand. "City of Dreams"? But when Zoya spoke of the anchor, Esther immediately understood that this was the name of the circulating city.

Hulls is the "true creator" who gave her the cloak, but who is Halls referring to?

The "Fool" at the head of the long table leaned back in his chair and looked around at the members present: "You guys start." ”

Officially entering the transaction link, the "world" first provided the "sun" with the formula of the "notary" of sequence six, and then informed the "hanging man" that the formula and related materials of the "ocean singer" can also be traded.

When the two were communicating alone, the voice in Esther's head sounded again, and Esther felt quite empty, as if she was secretly talking to each other while the teacher was not paying attention.

But no matter what Esther asked in her heart, asking who "Halls" was, Zoya did not give an answer, and only unilaterally told Esther more things:

"The connection between me and you is hindered by external forces, try not to use the ability to 'restart', don't parasitize others for a long time, that will expand your probability of losing control, and I can't interfere, you need to keep yourself ......"

Esther's mind raced, but it didn't show it on her face, and she was glad it was in the gray mist, otherwise the others would have heard her heartbeat too violently.

And now, only Miss "Justice", as a "spectator", vaguely noticed the small movements of the "lovers" who frequently changed their sitting posture today. The "lover's" movements are very subtle and look very casual, but she is really restless, why is that?

Esther was the only one who knew what she was worried about, and Zoya kept instilling in her the whispers without any explanation—considering that it was a secret communication in front of the "fools", Zoya probably couldn't communicate all the time.

But such a move, these messages and reminders from Zoya, are the "fools" unaware of this?

Esther couldn't help but glance at the first seat.

The gray mist filled the air, obscuring the true face of the gods.

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