Acting can also be used as a means to deceive others, even if the tall lady has doubts in her heart, she also believes the story of this matter for the time being under Esther's performance.

Esther knew that the other party was just trying to put this matter on the pass, and she was the same in this regard.

After Esther walked down the fourth floor, the smell of smoke in the hallway on the third floor had faded a lot, and Matteo and Vika were standing in her doorway, grim on their faces.

After seeing Esther appear, the two of them immediately calmed down, and Matteo waved his hand at Esther:

"Where have you been? Vica said it was best to take you with you during dinner, but you weren't there when we knocked on the door. While we were waiting, we heard something coming from upstairs. ”

"The one who pestered you?" Vika sniffed again, "I always feel like there's a smell of smoke everywhere." ”

"Well, let's go into the house." Esther pointed to Vika's house.

After the two of them followed the door, Esther walked to the window and tightened the curtains, locking the door behind her back before tapping her forehead with her index finger.

It was the first time she had released points of light in front of the two of them, blending into the floor and walls, insulating the outside world from the inside of the room.

Matteo's occult foundation was much stronger than Vika's, and he immediately recognized the meaning of Esther's action: "Is this some kind of enchantment, an alternative to the spiritual wall?" My inspiration was blunted. ”

Esther nodded, "Don't you two really want to be curious about my name?" You can call me Esther. ”

"What you said before is really a fake name......

Matteo and Vika looked at each other in confusion and looked at Esther in silence, wondering why she had suddenly mentioned it.

"It's strange why I'm suddenly willing to say it?"

"yes, what are you stimulated?"

Esther's satchel was still on her, and she took out the ticket to Olavi Island and handed it to Vika: "You can keep this for yourself first." ”

Tomorrow morning at Pier 9, the passenger ship will depart.

"Y-you're leaving?" Vika took the ticket, hesitating not to receive it in his arms immediately, and the thought of the possibility of Esther leaving quickly increased his uneasiness.

"No, it's just something I kind of want to do, and I don't necessarily get on board with you. If the gods of luck don't favor me," said Esther, with a strange smile as she said this, "then I can't get on the boat on time, you can wait for me on Olavi Island first." ”

"You're going to do something dangerous." Matteo's tone was convincing, he took two steps forward, wrapped his arms around him, and looked down at Esther, "Why don't you consider taking me with you?" ”

"Because you're useless, don't be in a hurry to refute, even if you have your mother's relics, how long do you think you can last in front of a Sequence Six?"

Matteo took a few steps back and leaned against his desk, but his face was still agitated: "Sequence 6......"

Vika smiled reluctantly, "We're holding you back, aren't we?" ”

Esther lowered her eyes and responded to the rhetorical question with silence.

Vika scratched his head: "Okay, then we'll wait for you on Olavi Island." ”

"But leave her alone—" Matteo looked anxious.

Vika interrupted him firmly:

"But we can't be useful. Didn't you tell me? The higher the sequence, the more powerful the Extraordinary, and the gap between us and her is already big enough, and we can't deal with the enemies she wants to solve. ”

Matteo clenched his fists and folded his hands in front of his chest and abdomen: "I just think we're companions......"

"Wait, you're not really that naïve," Esther chuckled suddenly, "we just made a deal, and we were never partners in life and death. We've only known each other for a few days, huh? ”

Matteo stared at her for a few seconds, then turned his head to Vika, "Do you see her as a friend?" ”

"Ahh I should...... Right. Vika didn't know why the question was suddenly thrown in his face.

Matteo grasped the phrase and almost tried to shove it in Esther's face: "You see, he treats you as a friend, a friend. I thought that friends should at least be honest, you can leave me alone, but you can't leave Vika alone. ”

This kind of sophistry, which is almost like a moral kidnapping, made the expression on Esther's face gradually return to indifference: "We can't be 'friends', it's not something I can decide." ”

"Then tell me the honorific name you want me to pronounce, and I should always make our deal right under your nose." Matteo straightened his neck and let go of his fists, looking like a straight tree without branches.

"Aren't you unwilling?"

Matteo was firm: "My spiritual intuition always has a vague premonition, so I'd rather finish it now." We've only known each other for a short time, but you've helped me a lot. I should at least give you something back. ”

Esther's gentle gaze trembled slightly, but there were not many emotional waves reflected in it: "The remnants of broken fate, the whirlpools that hover beyond time and space, the eternal attendants of the Lord of the Spirit Realm, the light that weaves the threads of the long river of chaos." ”

"Hermes?"

"Words that can harness the power of the occult are fine, but we can go downstairs for a meal first......"

Matteo shook his head, "No, try it now, it's not a big deal anyway, is it?" ”

Esther looked at him quietly, not speaking.

When Matteo opened his mouth and slowly recited the ancient Hermetic language, Vika actually followed him.

Esther glared at Vika helplessly, but Vika was listening intently to Mattio's pronunciation, struggling to learn to pronounce words, not noticing Esther's eyes.

"The remnants of broken fate, the whirlpool that hovers beyond time and space......"

As Matteo finished the second sentence, Esther's eyes lit up softly, and the round starry symbol reappeared.

"Eternal Acolyte of the Lord of the Spirit Realm......"

Esther closed her eyes, and in her perception, a wide and majestic silver river crossed the barrier of reality and suddenly appeared in her perception, as if a piece of training without a beginning and an end, gurgling through time and space.

At Esther's feet, the silver river rose faintly and had submerged her ankles.

In the real world, Esther was still wearing shoes, but at the moment she seemed to be barefoot, and the instep under the silver river was shattering into scattered points of light, which were eaten away at the intersection of fate, and dissolved uncontrollably in the water.

The voices of the two reciting their names became more and more indistinct, and seemed to be becoming distant:

"The light that weaves the threads of the long river of chaos."

The silver river rose suddenly, as if sensing the wavering in Esther's heart, biting a little hesitation in her mind, even if it was only a fleeting thought:

Maybe it's my destiny to return to this long river?

The silver river that does not exist in reality washes over, as if embracing her through the real and the unreal, trying to drag Esther down completely.

Then she heard a call, not even in the language of the occult, but in the language of Fursack, worried:

"Hey, hey? Esther! ”

Esther raised her hand, and with her intuition, in her illusory consciousness, she held the branches between the two rivers.

The branches of the silver river gradually coalesced in Esther's hands, and in the course of a breath, they transformed from fluid to a dense thin thread. Eventually, they coalesced, and in Esther's hands, each one converged into two silver filaments.

Esther followed these two illusory destinies, steadied herself from the surging silver stream, the long river that lapped her ankles receded, and her equally illusory form regained its substance.

Esther opened her eyes.

In front of her was the nervous gaze of Matteo and Vika, who stood still in place, Vika breathing heavily in amazement.

The room was filled with gentle, glowing dots of light, some quietly suspended in the air, others gently swirling around the two men, hovering beside Matteo and Vika.

"You're out of control?" Matteo asked alarmedly.

He hadn't seen the Extraordinary out of control, but looking at Esther's appearance, she hadn't turned into a monster, her eyes were clear and gentle. This was a different situation from what his father's notes had described, and Matteo was unable to confirm Esther's current condition.

Esther held out her hand, and all the points of light accepted her call, falling between her hair, re-dyeing the silver strands.

Points, lines, surfaces.

Small fluctuations in fate, that is, turning points, the fate of the past is a formed thread that extends to a more scattered future, and the convergence and extension of all fates is the vast and infinite galaxy.

When she came into contact with that river of fate, Esther once again approached the essence of "Zoya's" power, which made her excited and afraid at the same time.

What's more, her experiments have been verified, she can have an "anchor", but this is premised on the premise that she must interfere with the fate of the other party enough so that the other party can give herself enough cognitive strength.

Embarrassingly, there are two more silver dotted lines in Esther's mind, and as long as she touches them with her senses, the ends of the silver threads will quickly pull out the fate of Matteo and Vika:

The past is clear, the present is in a state of chaos of compound superposition, and the future is blurred.

But this also means that for her, there is basically not much privacy left between the two.

Esther quickly loosened the two threads to prevent too much information from flooding into her mind, and she closed her eyes with a smile, gathering the light of the imprint and waiting for it to calm down.

She gently rubbed her eyes with both hands: "I'm not out of control. Don't be so afraid. ”

"I'm not afraid!" Vika said loudly, but her voice was still shaking, "What the hell is that?" ”

"That's one of my abilities, not an ordinary path power."

Matteo let out a heavy breath, he had been holding back for a long time, hesitating whether to condense the Frost Lance or not, at least for now, his worries were unnecessary.

Esther looked even better...... Esther, what a strange name, I don't think I've ever heard anything like it, where the hell is she? Matteo pulled out a chair and sat on it, dissipating the fragments of his heart:

"So, that's what you want us to do? That's it? I don't notice anything like being watched, is there anything special about your name? ”

Vika looked back and forth in the room, "I think it's pretty good." ”

Esther shook her head, "You've helped me a lot. ”

Matteo couldn't understand the situation and didn't feel like he was giving anything: "I always felt that it didn't match the help you gave me, because nothing happened. ”

Vika quickly chimed in: "That's right! It's not dangerous. ”

"I now believe that you two are really too stupid to be saved...... But thank you," Esther said, smiling sincerely and merrily, her eyes open, "thank you, the reciting of this honorific name is in itself the greatest risk. ”

She wouldn't tell Matteo and Vika that their fate had been watched.