The invitee can't dance, so of course they have to decline the invitation.

Benjamin's expression was very helpless, which was very close to his real mood, and was no longer the disguise that the character "Benjamin Jacob" was accustomed to.

Esther, Zoya, or Hamel Brooke, the "Goddess Star...... Where did this last statement come from, and why is it unheard of in our exchanges? Is this a special identity that is improvised by the night to bring the relationship closer?

Benjamin looked at Esther for a moment, and finally just sighed: "Well, since you resist so much, then I won't force it." I just hope Miss Hamel thinks about it a little more, and I hope you can feel the sincerity in my words, which is not 'fraud'. ”

He raised his right hand and pointed at Ace with a round lens: "After all, 'thieves' all face a special being, and only by hugging each other will these people not disappear from this world silently." Weak people always have to seek allies and help each other so that they will not be easily broken in a gale. This is the survival instinct of the weak. ”

His words were made in the voice of a third party, in line with his own opinions, but did not deal with Benjamin's own emotions. This is all deliberately shown by Benjamin, who knows that Zoya has a special intuition to perceive the meaning of other people's "emotions" and words, so he tries to avoid possible loopholes in communication.

Esther's brow twitched, slightly, like a lingering shadow reminding her of her presence.

So her previous resistance gradually turned to compromise, and although she didn't like Benjamin's attitude and tone when talking about the "weak", Esther admitted that his words were also reasonable:

"I'll think about it, thank you for the invitation."

Even if she didn't have a friendship with the presiding officer of the "Jacob family", Esther had already obtained the badge of the "Hermit Society of Destiny" and could go to the meeting on her own.

Esther couldn't tell, but Benjamin was a person who gave her a sense of contradiction, easy-going and elegant on the surface, but vague on the ground, this person was very strange.

What was a good impression at first glance has become quite complicated at this point, and Esther is not going to make up her mind so quickly.

So she watched Benjamin get up and leave, without saying anything, not even politely saying goodbye.

It's just that after Benjamin left this room, the smile on his lips did not dissipate.

He walked briskly to the other room, passing through most of the hallways.

"Descendants of Jacob".

In order to play this role well, Benjamin alone would never act with the other Amun. He always has to be extra cautious when he releases his clone, if he doesn't collect the monocle in his right eye, it will be too recognizable and easy to be recognized.

For Benjamin, learning that Esther had been in Port Plitz was a pure accident. He didn't suppress his curiosity, and it didn't take much time for Benjamin to return to Port Plitz and catch the meeting in time.

At first, Benjamin suspected that Esther had gotten the news of the "Hermit Society of Destiny" through some channel, and that she appeared in Pritzport for this purpose.

As a result, she took another boy she had never seen before, and took a steam train all the way to Tingen.

This puzzled Benjamin, was there something special about this place?

The ontology has shared the information that Xiao Qi and Xiao Wu know, which is equivalent to making a "Quanmeng Announcement", and handing over that dry and short memory to all the clones without care.

However, it seemed to Benjamin—and perhaps to most of Amon's clones—that this place meant little to Esther, just the city where she had lived and interacted with people for a short time.

She's just walking through here, and in such an inconspicuous city, there shouldn't be anything that attracts her.

Why?

Benjamin sat in his easy chair and nodded at the armrests in confusion, but he couldn't understand what Esther wanted to do just by thinking about it.

It seemed pointless for her to return here.

——

Esther didn't quite know what she wanted to do when she returned to Tingen.

It wasn't until the moment she saw Fry, Siga, and Luo Yao that the confusion in her heart suddenly dissipated, and their familiar voices and appearances. This made Esther realize that she didn't need much reason to want to meet people from the past.

They all look good.

In the clear morning light, the horse-drawn carriage stopped at the corner of Daffodil Street.

Esther and the rabbit walked down, passing by the chapel where the goddess of the night was worshipped.

The priest at the door was communicating with an elegant lady with a wrinkled face, and seemed to feel Esther's gaze, and the two subconsciously turned their heads, and Esther nodded amicably at the two of them a few meters apart.

Of course, she received the same kind of return salute, and it was only after Esther had led the curious-looking rabbit away that the two of them put the conversation back to the original topic and talked about the arrangements for the church school next Sunday.

The rabbit did not notice that Esther's eyes were gentler than usual, and his eyes were fixed on the shops down the street, and he curiously compared them with the ones he had seen in Beckland and Pulitz Harbor, and came to the conclusion that they were not much different.

Of course, the East End is certainly not as prosperous as here, but the bridge area with better conditions is very similar to the shops on the corner.

It's still early and most places aren't open, but the more active owners of places like bakeries or cafes are already open early.

Rabbit shook Esther's cuffs, "This is where you used to be?" It looks fine, it doesn't seem to be as cluttered as the East End......"

The two soon reached the intersection of Iron Cross Street, a chaotic market filled with shouting and shouting, and the chaotic feeling made the rabbit feel like he was back in the East End, where the vendors were almost all like that, from the noisy environment to the filthy and smelly gutters, he knew all too well.

The rabbit smiled and scanned the crowded and numb crowd, such a familiar place made him feel a sense of adaptation: "It's very suitable...... A place to work. ”

Esther poked him in the head: "Don't talk nonsense! Don't have bad ideas. ”

The rabbit touched his forehead, but he didn't feel at all reprimanded, and looked at Esther and smiled happily.

She led the boy who kept turning his head in the direction of Sling's bakery, and pushed open the door, and Esther saw at a glance the figure counting the ledger behind the bread cabinet.

The old woman, with her curly hair gray but not withered, was squinting her eyes as she struggled to make out the handwriting on the ledger and count the money on the counter one by one.

At the beginning of the month, the bakery had to pay a portion of the money for the purchase of materials, which was done by the "young girl" who worked in the bakery for some time ago.

At that time, Mrs. Sling would always sigh: "Young people learn quickly, have clear brains, and see things clearly." ”

The young girl would always laugh sheepishly, tug at her warm yellow checkered apron twice, and then bow her head and continue to do the reconciliation work quickly.

And now......

Mrs. Wendy looked up from behind the counter and smiled at the guest who had entered the door in a friendly way, which looked like a brother and sister in the atmosphere between them, even though they didn't look alike at all. The younger brother tugged at his sister's sleeve tightly, looking very dependent, while the lady, with her yellow hair and soft features, was slowly walking towards the counter.

As Wendy thought, the young lady turned around and asked the boy tenderly, "Come and see, do you have anything you want to eat?" ”

Her voice made Wendy feel a little familiar, maybe she was old and behind her ears, so listening to other people's voices was almost the same.

Wendy thought so, walked to the counter, and recommended the two of them the store's products, including Tingen cakes, lemon cakes, and special fried flour balls, which were coated with a little crushed snake fruit, retaining a little flesh, and tasted crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, and very sweet.

Wendy has always been proud of her family's small bakery, not just for the sake of making a living, but because she loves such a peaceful life. The guests happily walked into the store and walked out of the store with a finished product that would fill their stomachs, much to Wendy's pride.

As she says, Wendy has always believed that good food always heals grief.

The young lady's eyes softened, and the boy couldn't help but ask her tentatively, "I—Can I ask whatever I want?" ”

"Tingen cakes and croquettes, I guess?"

The boy nodded blankly: "How do you know?" ”

The young lady didn't answer the question, but looked into the window: "Mrs. Wendy, help me pack two pounds of lemon cake, a pack of croquettes, and a pound of Tingen bread." By the way, let's have two more cups of lemon tea, just hot. ”

"It's all a specialty of our store, and young people are really picky......"

Wendy smiled as she took out the tray from behind the counter and cut the cake for a generous amount of cake, and she chatted with the young lady outside the counter, the weather, the Iron Cross, and the tips for baking, and Wendy felt relaxed and happy, and this lady gave her a sense of familiarity very much like that of a junior.

Wendy handed the warm black tea over the counter: "It's still hot, you have to drink it slowly." ”

When the two walked out of the store, Wendy grabbed the rag and wiped down the counter, only to find an extra gold pound lying quietly in the gap.

A gold pound, which was not a small amount of money to anyone in Iron Cross, Wendy hurriedly looked up, she wanted to call out to the young girl with her brother.

But when she walked out of the store quickly, the streets were crowded with people, and their figures were long since they were drowned.

Wendy shook her head hesitantly, "I always feel like I've forgotten something...... Strange, how could she know my name? Is she a resident of the neighborhood? ”

——

Beckland.

160 Berlund Street, residence of Dawn Dantès.

Klein, who has initially adapted to aristocratic life and gradually stepped out of the aristocratic social circle, is sitting in the study at the moment.

When his inspiration was touched, he immediately nodded at the personal valet in the house: "I have to deal with some private documents, you go to the door and wait for a while." ”

When the spiritual rift opened, only Klein himself was left in the room. A small black dog with an evil flame burning in its eye socket walked out of the spirit world with a packed box in its mouth.

It placed the box in front of Klein, clawing uneasily, tail and ears hanging down.

The outside of the box was flattened, and Crane saw the puppy's grievances, and comforted softly: "It's okay, this box doesn't look sturdy, I can't blame you." ”

After saying that, Klein slapped the puppy's head twice, and the comforted puppy shook his tail desperately and circled Klein twice before drilling back into the spiritual rift.

Klein amusedly watched the puppy leave, and then looked back at the package in front of him, his spiritual instinct telling him that it was a small gift from Esther.

In the study, there is a one-meter-high stand specially prepared for "Mr. Dawn's pet". The lark with pale yellow feathers was crouching on it, its light eyes staring at Klein with agility.

Seeing that Klein began to unwrap the package, the lark directly kicked the stand and flew to the shoulder of "Mr. Daun".

"What? You're also interested in the gifts she sent? ”

Klein said with a smile, opening the box that was not very elaborate on the outside.

Inside is a piece of lemon cake.