Crane sat back on the bed, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that he was digging at the edge of the night emblem so hard, the pain driving away the sleepiness like a sheepdog, and Crane closed his eyes hard to calm his consciousness.

Esther's words and actions almost confirmed his suspicion that her mental condition was not as good as it seemed.

That sentence went back and looked at it, not just to persuade me to maintain interpersonal relationships, but because she was a little melancholy. Even if Esther went back to Tingen to take a look, no one knew her at all, and she knew this result in her heart, so what would she do when she went back......

Crane let out a heavy breath, and instead of sleeping with the Night Emblem, he found an iron box, and after placing the badge in it, he built a spiritual wall, giving it the same treatment as he did with Mr. Azik's bronze whistle.

Something that can directly contact the goddess of the night, I'm afraid it won't always attract the goddess's attention, he is not like Esther, who relies on the protection of Zoya's personality, and can not care about the goddess's secret attention.

Crane had been breaking through the Nice Gate at night two days ago, and now of course he didn't dare to bring the Night Emblem with him at will, he was very weak-hearted.

Lying in bed again, Klein hadn't been able to sleep for a long time, and had been thinking in a daze about the night's conversation, the meeting with Leonard, and the ones Esther had told him - Benson, Melissa, they seemed to be in Beckland now, I wonder how they were, are they okay?

Benson became a "civil servant" in Rune, hoping that his hairline would not grow bald faster, and Melissa was so smart and strong, that her college life would definitely get better and better, and she would be able to learn the mechanics she was most interested in......

Klein Moretti has a past, and relatives, and can be pulled on the edge of a lonely cliff, unlike her, do you want to tell me that?

But we are obviously the same, Li Xing, Zhou Mingrui, another world, go back, can't go back......

Half-asleep and half-awake, Klein's eyes widened in a trance, and he was completely awake.

It was rare that he actually had a dream in the old city, and he only vaguely remembered that when he was looking for glasses from the bedside table, he touched the mobile phone that kept ringing the alarm to the ground.

As dawn came, the faint morning light fell into Dawn Dantès's bedroom, and the floating thoughts gradually settled.

Crane looked at the ceiling, smiled wryly, and sat up from the bed.

——

The skylark flew over Beckland, overlooking the anthill-like buildings and web-like streets, and it was a little windy today, but it only made it easier for Esther to rise high.

She was obsessed with such an uninhibited flight, and briefly freed herself as she gazed at the city in silence.

Giving the Night Emblem to Crane was only a temporary suggestion of Esther, and the "Fool's" favorites were always more inclined to the "world" than to the "lovers", at least in Esther's eyes, this was an opportunity for the "Fool" to negotiate with the Night Goddess.

Perhaps, Zoya was sent to the goddess by the "Fool" from the beginning? That's why he fell into the real world in a very ancient time, and in his dreams he was connected to both the goddess and the darhiborg......

The lark flew all the way southeast, flapping its wings out of the North Side, and after passing through the chimney-lined East End, Esther continued along the banks of the Tassok River, casually following a cargo ship down the river.

Then the lark fell like a shuttle and lowered its height, and when it approached the very top of the lookout, it spun and stretched its wings lightly, and landed beside the sailor in a daze.

The young sailor, whose face was covered with freckles, was leaning against the fence of the lookout and lazy, and he did not expect to suddenly see such a performance.

He laughed evilly, reaching out to grab the silly-looking bird.

The lark jumped twice with agility, just right to avoid his outstretched hand, and the young man was a little unwilling, so he ran several laps around the lookout with the lark before giving up the idea of catching it.

The young sailor realized that he was doing useless work, and had to go back to his boring task, only to glance at the lark occasionally when he was distracted.

Esther kept looking into the distance, which made the lark look more dutiful than the young man.

Esther didn't care much where she went, and although she could go anywhere, she was at a loss.

The warm June sea breeze whipped the skylark's feathers, its slender paws clasped tightly to the fence, and waited quietly until the young sailors changed shifts, and the lark kicked hard against the edge of the fence and flew into the sky again.

Esther continued south, craving the Ports-Prieter grilled fish, served with a stomach-warming bowl of clam soup and mint tea.

Do you want to go back to sea from Plitz Port? A journey without a goal doesn't seem like a bad either.

Matteo and Vika also prayed every Sunday, with Matteo simply reporting that he was "all right" on the boat, but hoping that Vika would stop reporting to me about his weekly studies. I'm not his teacher, that Mr. Rejord is......

The lark narrowed its eyes slightly, glided into the wind, and continued to move towards a destination that was chosen at will.

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New Monday, three p.m.

The crimson light diverged, condensing into figures, the "fool" at the head of the seat waited leisurely, and the "world" at the end of the seat was shrouded in black robes.

Still so happy and positive, Justice looked around briefly at the members before taking the lead in standing up and saluting the head of the long table. Although it is vague, through the red light, people can also vaguely see her sweet smile:

"Good afternoon, 'Mr. Fool~"

After the "Fool" bowed his head and gave a gentle response to this greeting, "Justice" briefly greeted the members of the Tarot Society, and then sat back in his place.

In the process, "Justice" has always exerted its instinct as a "spectator", carefully paying attention to the situation of the members in the audience.

After the Hermit provided three pages of his diary, the reading time was reserved for the Fool, and Esther stared at the table in front of her, thinking about the wording to report on the situation of the Hermit of Destiny later, glancing at the top of her head from time to time.

The ball of light seemed to have become dim since a certain tarot meeting before, although the weakening of this light was not obvious, as a member of the tarot society, he would only ascend to the gray fog once a week, and most people did not notice.

But Esther has been silently paying attention to the changes in Zoya's ball of light, but she doesn't dare to ask what happened to the "fool".

Exploring the privacy of the gods? It's too out of bounds.

The "Fool" quickly finished the three pages of the diary and looked at the "Hermit": "What's your problem?"

"Dear 'Mr. Fool, I want to know what these two symbols mean?'

Then, with the permission of the "Fool", the "Hermit's" fingers traced through the air, leaving a glittering handwriting.

Esther's face gradually turned painful, and it was two Chinese characters.

"Hometown" and "hometown".

The voice of the "fool" was gentle: "Together, they mean home, the home of the heart and spirit."

Esther's perception froze suddenly, and then another strange thought popped into her mind:

The "fool" is not familiar with and interprets Chinese like a person learning a foreign language, he uses the method of analyzing the meaning of words, and the complexity of Chinese phrases is different from the fixed words of Rune, and the mastery of phrases requires a broader accumulation.

Interpreting it word by word, which is a common mistake that beginners are easy to make, just like the "hermit", subconsciously thinking that these are two distinguishing symbols, trying to disassemble a word.

Could Mr. Fool also be a time-traveler, or even a fellow villager?

Will we meet Him, and even Klein will become a relative, because of the attachment to "homeland"?

Esther guessed in her heart, glanced quickly at the first seat, and lowered her head in disappointment. If that's the case, then her guess about what she might have done to Zoya that caused the two to cross over is completely wrong.

Unlike the rest of the two "Rosselwyn" members who are trying to memorize them, "Lovers" don't need to look at it anymore.

This is something that has been buried deep in her knowledge, and she can write these two words silently when she closes her eyes and slowly moves her pen.

Everything went well in the transaction, until "Justice" suddenly asked someone to investigate the true situation of the wealthy merchant Dantès.

Esther subconsciously looked at the "world" next to her, and this kind of noticed situation still had to be explained by herself.

Justice observes the magician's body movements and emotions, and realizes that his real-life friend also knows Dwayne Dantès, and Justice also notices the direction of the lover's gaze, which makes Justice also subconsciously look at the end of the table.

A speculation quickly popped up, could it be related to Mr. "World"?

"Justice" looked at "Magician" again: "The cost of the investigation is five hundred pounds, if there is danger and the difficulty is too high, I can pay more."

The "magician" was in high spirits, but before she could speak, the "world" at the end of the table raised her hand first.

The "magician" kept her mouth shut, and in her thoughts, she wondered if the "world" was planning to eliminate Dwayne Dantès directly.

Everyone turned their eyes on the "world", and after the "justice" inquiry, the serious and deep voice of the "world" sounded:

"Dwayne Dantès is an identity."

After a pause, he continued, "I share an identity with my companion, and I occasionally disguise myself as him."

was glanced at by the "world", and the "magician" sitting in the seat was silent.

The "Demon" looked at the posture of several people in the field, at least for now, more than half of the people who could be identified in Beckland.

Was this accidental or intentional? Banabe thought that Beckland was quite a distance from his location.

Although he had returned to Intis, he had not returned to Trier until he received news from the "Esoteric Order" two days earlier, and he had heard that the immortal old fellow had suddenly regained his consciousness......

Banabe couldn't delay any longer, he had to go back and take a look.

The trading session continues until the exchange session begins.

Before Esther could raise her hand, the "magician" couldn't wait to raise her hand, she seemed to be bothered by something for days.

The "magician" describes a recent dream about a treasure, and then she shows the symbol in the dream, which is a combination of "fate" and "concealment".

The "magician" subconsciously looks at the "world", because this strange gentleman has been in Beckland recently, and she can't help but connect the two things, or will the "world" know something about it?

However, in answering this question, the "world" tilted its head in the direction of "lovers": "First, that treasure is a trap. Second, this matter should be answered by someone more professional."

Esther sat up straight, "This is the symbol of the Hermit Society of Destiny."