The church is not large, but the main door and the small door behind the cross are closed.

As soon as the thought of escaping appeared, it was suppressed by an inexplicable sense of calm, and Esther's emotions struggled between confusion and composure, her tense nerves as if hanging on a metronome, constantly tapping back and forth at both ends.

It was an extraordinary person, and it was effectively influencing her thinking, and Esther made this judgment at once. Esther smiled nervously at the priest, and though she wanted to look back at the door again, she didn't dare to take her eyes off him.

There was no way to escape, only to see what the other party wanted to do, so Esther tried to speak, "Hello."

"Sit down, I know you're still lost."

Because the beard covered her face, Esther couldn't even see the priest's full appearance, but her voice didn't sound like a vicissitudes, and her eyes, which were so pure that they didn't have waves, seemed to gently penetrate Esther's soul.

He knew about the "Dawn Star", which made Esther's curiosity overpower her hesitation for a moment, and she obediently sat down on the black bench in the first row.

The backrest was soft, Esther thought.

A faint sense of sleepiness and exhaustion surfaced, and then her breath faltered, and suddenly her body tensed again. Esther realizes that she has unconsciously entered a relaxed state, and even though she knows to be wary of the other person, her consciousness is always slipping to the other side.

Is this also a type of extraordinary ability?

The white-robed priest did not approach Esther's position, still standing in front of the cross: "You have already seen Hulse, and even if you leave a part of the spirit as a consolation, it will not be possible to suppress his madness."

Esther didn't speak, but subconsciously raised her arm and pressed it against her waistbag, breathing quickly because of her uneasiness.

But this uneasiness did not last long, and under some more milder external influence, it quickly disappeared, and she could not even give birth to any intense emotions.

The priest's expression seemed to be compassionate, and his eyes were so calm that he could not tolerate impurities:

"The longer you are out of Source Fort, the more you are weakened by the real world. Father had reminded Zoya that without the birth of the Master of the Source Castle, he forcibly left the spirit world and came to reality, and he would only continue to lose his power."

Esther's pupils dilated slightly, "So, you're ......."

"Yes, as you think." The priest's smile was kind, and he walked slowly over to Esther and sat down next to her, "His eldest son, Amun's brother, was called 'Angel of Fantasy' in the Third Age."

As the priest approached, Esther's fingers trembled, but she was only cowered in the air, unable to activate.

"You can call me Adam."

Esther turned her head in Adam's direction, and met his gaze, always feeling that her mind was becoming more and more confused, and it was difficult to concentrate, and she saw in those eyes her own reflection, and the brighter and brighter light between her hair.

The points of light began to float out uncontrollably, hovering blankly around the church, scattering slowly.

Esther's hair was fading in color and turning silvery, but her consciousness seemed to stop at this moment, and the strange imprint of the shimmering light under her eyes appeared from time to time.

"Your questions will be answered soon. There is no need to be so vigilant, I have no hostility, as for Amun...... He doesn't quite understand the limits of mental damage, and he's always been too willful and doesn't care about the feelings of others."

Adam's gentle voice didn't pause for long, and he watched Esther's increasingly tired demeanor, and continued, not caring if she heard clearly:

"He made a bad impression on you and caused you trouble, which made you resentful of Him, and I am trying to reduce that effect and make you subconsciously trust Him more, including His doppelganger.

"Amon has put his displeasure with Zoya on you, but I don't fully understand the dispute between him and Zoya, and my persuasion has had little effect. However, Zoya's defenses are very special, and perhaps this can teach Amon something from it.

"You're better than I think

It's a good thing that the elephant is stronger."

Esther struggled to hold up her eyelids, and a few dots of light fell from her eyes, sweeping her eyelashes, "When the hell have you ......?"

Her words were slurred and she couldn't speak them completely. Another cluster of light spilled over Esther's head, and they drifted across the church in Adam's direction.

Adam no longer made eye contact with Esther, and he looked up at the star-like points of light, "I'm sorry about what happened in that city."

Esther didn't dare to close her eyes, and such an unexplained feeling of sleepiness made her faintly afraid—but this fear, which didn't even last for a breath, had turned into a gentle flutter.

It turned out to be that time? In the Godforsaken Lands, when she met Amun's body......

The more she wanted to initiate the ability to "steal", the more the sleepy feeling that urged her to close her eyelids became stronger, and she had to stop thinking and regulate her breathing, trying to maintain her consciousness: "I don't know what you did, but I can only guess that it has something to do with Zoya. Because that's what Amon was aiming for......

"You're just a doppelganger, and Amon doesn't really want to get up close and personal with you. Because Zoya's state was not stable, I persuaded him to give up the idea of using shortcuts for the time being." Adam turned to Esther again, his fingers pressed against the cross on his chest, "Accordingly, He has decided to throw you directly to me and let me take care of your situation."

"My situation." Esther muttered in a low voice, as if in a dream, and she struggled to salvage it in her consciousness, but her rational and clear thoughts slipped out of her hands like a stream of water.

She saw Adam stand up, walk up to her, and slowly raise the cross in his hand so that the small silver cross was facing in front of her.

Just looking at this action, it was as if he was praying for her.

"Yes, it will require you to stay here for a while, and this kind of treatment will be beneficial to you, and it will solve most of your problems...... I hope you don't mind."

I mind, Esther thought, but didn't say anything.

Because of the relaxation of her body, she could no longer look at Adam, who was dressed as a white-robed priest, but her head fell forward a little, and her silver bangs blocked her face.

"Esther, the cocoon and the butterfly are one."

All the points of light broke away from Esther's hair, and as Esther got closer to her slumber, they gradually lost their vitality and hovered in the church.

A little bit of soft light scattered and lit up every shadow here, which softened Adam's smile, and he held the cross and shook it above Esther's head.

"Mercy be upon you, and your sins will be forgiven, and you will see the dawn."

As Adam's words fell, a little silvery light spread from the olive branch beside the cross and shrouded Esther softly.

A humming sound resounded throughout the church, and the points of light suspended in mid-air vibrated in response to each other, faint filaments extending from within them, constantly trying to outline the wheel, but always showing only a broken pattern.

Adam raised his head, and the power of pacification spread from him in all directions, causing the voices to quickly fall silent.

He still laughs:

"Turn your back on the shadow of God, and let your heart awake."

The curtain of light that shrouded Esther's body gradually turned to a pale cinnamon yellow, a light gold that was colder and gentler than the sun, eroding her consciousness from the outside in.

Adam let go of the cross and let it fall naturally on his chest.

——

The eerie humming sound of his spiritual intuition quickly woke Klein from his sleep.

It wasn't attacked, the voice was only ringing for a short moment, and then it was gone.

After he sat up suddenly, he realized that on the back of his right hand, four black dots associated with the gray mist had reappeared, but a new spot of light was faintly added in the middle, and it was emitting a slight tingling.

Without the slightest hesitation, Klein quickly took four steps backwards to climb the gray fog to see what was going on.

It will cause such an abrupt change.

His question was answered immediately.

In the grand hall, which has always been cold and quiet, a turbulence of light has been set off.

It is suspected that the main body of "Zoya" has been sealed in a translucent container for a long time, and the light is flowing wildly throughout the hall.

The original intact container was gone, and after losing its original restraints, the light inside spread into a twisted round wheel that almost occupied the entire top of the hall. The edges of the light wheel continued to disintegrate into points of light, and then stretched out filaments, trying to reach deeper into the gray mist.

But the filaments were so weak that they often spread only to the middle of the section, then weakly dissipated back into points of light, and then swallowed up by the boiling gray mist around them.

The change made Crane frown, and a ray of light tried to approach him sitting in the first seat, but it was quickly torn apart after touching a few wisps of gray around Crane.

The gray mist that surrounds the outermost part of the world shows a different kind of initiative, like a pack of wolves that are constantly biting around the wheel, and once a point of light scatters down, it will swell greedily and pounce on it, drowning out the light.

How so?

Crane didn't dare to continue observing, he didn't know what the consequences would be if he let the gray mist swallow the light.

The man in the "Fool's" seat raised his hands, and he imagined a scene he had seen before, the gray mist gradually flowing, circling around the wheel of light, converging into a vortex that almost formed a substance.

The brightness of the light wheel gradually dimmed, and after that, as it continued to shrink in size, the color of the light became lighter, sometimes revealing a silvery stream, and then returning to its original shape.

The process repeated as the gray mist enveloped the light, until finally the entire hall returned to calm.

The translucent orb hung in midair, but the light inside was almost completely extinguished, leaving only a faint silver shadow, slowly curling up into a ball, enveloping the shimmering interior.

Crane breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to take the ball of light.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he walked deeper into the hall with the orb of light in his hand, approaching the staircase that he couldn't climb yet.

The direction of the previous shiny threads, except for a few that turned to Klein, mostly reached into the depths of the gray mist.

There may be something hidden in it that can help it improve its condition.