Hazel sat in the carriage, and the coachman drove very steadily, and the smooth road from the outskirts of Beckland to Berclund Street was hardly bumpy.

Hazel looked at the gray mouse sitting opposite, although he still had a lot of occult questions in his mind, but he noticed that the mouse was looking out the window very attentively, so he did not make small talk with his teacher, for fear that he would disturb the other.

Amon was recalling the brief exchange with Zoya in the church, including the overly complicated look in Zoya's eyes at that moment.

Is that really Zoya? Whenever he recalled that expression with distinct emotion, Amon felt very strange.

If it was Esther, it would make sense, but she clearly wasn't...... Ha, I would actually use "she".

The memories of Xiao Qi and Xiao Wu are like pollution, do I want the clones to bear this part of the pollution, or do I want to use the clones to form a new anchor and reverse the self-perception of "Esther"?

As a doppelganger, although I have sent other clones out to deliver letters, I can't communicate with the clones who are far away, which is really troublesome.

Pinching his right eye socket, an inexplicable spiritual intuition was constantly reminding this Amon that the doppelganger had failed to send the message he wanted to deliver to the main body.

Fortunately, he had left a letter for the clone in Pritzport before that, and the ordinary letter from the source was stolen and sent out anonymously from the post office, which was a clever way to avoid occult detection.

It's just that the two pieces of information are different, on the one hand, about the information that Pales Soroaster may be hiding in Beckland, and on the other hand, about his brother......

Is Zoya trying to say, "He has succeeded"?

The carriage passed by 160 Berclund Street, and the more stealthy peep above the gray fog was not perceived by the "thieves" in the carriage.

So Klein quickly touched the crimson star that connected to the "star" and passed the news on.

He couldn't afford to miss this opportunity.

Under Crane's watch from the grey mist, Hazel took the Amon clone and stepped into Councillor Mahert's home at 39 Berklund Street.

Dressed in a light dress, Hazel had a haughty smile on her face, and her steps were brisk and neat, but everyone seemed to be unable to see the young man in a black trench coat and a silk top hat following her.

Occasionally, the maid looked down, but the moment she opened her mouth, she forgot what she was about to scream, and even forgot what she had seen in the last moment.

Just as Klein wondered why Amon didn't move at all, but simply followed Hazel into the city of Beckland, he saw Amon pinch the monocle in his right eye.

Transparent and linked, like worker ants that have escaped from their nests, emerge from Amun's body and scatter in all directions, disappearing everywhere—from the air, to the ground, to the slaves who come and go.

Even though he was still above the gray fog, Crane felt a chill in his back.

——

The bouncing coin flew into the air, but Banabe failed to catch it, which was an undeserved slow reaction for a "master of the puppet".

It was only because he was in the crowd that he inadvertently looked at a young man with black curly hair that he stopped and went to a certain bar to find his connector.

It is understandable that this is not Banabe who took the initiative to stop, but the other party stole "his actions".

Banabe's gaze was still fixed on the sky, the highest point where the gold coin was about to fall.

The young man walked over slowly and put his hand on Banabe's shoulder: "Hello, this gentleman, may I ask you for directions?" ”

Banabe began to hate Beckland, how could the trouble be bigger than the other, he would rather go into the sewers with the madmen of the Rose School than provoke such a "thief" who is even higher than him, as for who the other party is......

Dark-eyed, dark-haired, wearing monocles, and wearing a long trench coat and top hat, not a conspicuous peaked floppy hat, the first ones are more than enough.

Such physical traits are notorious even in various hidden organizations outside of Rune.

Especially for the tantric orders of the adjacent path, most of the members of the middle order have some contact with the information of this "thief", and Banabe is no exception.

The other party relaxed the restrictions on him a little, which allowed Banabe to regain the ability to move freely, at least in words:

"Well, I'm pretty sure now that the old thing told me to come to Rune because he wanted me to die......"

The young man pushed the lens and said politely and kindly, "Oh? You are a member of the Esoteric Society. That's probably me looking in the wrong direction, so say hello to Zarathu for me. ”

Banabe, who was stolen from his thoughts, was stunned at first, and then he was overjoyed in his heart, and decided to cooperate and pretend to be passing by, and he must not reveal the identity of the other party.

His face became more and more respectful, and without hesitation, he began to show his strengths in some aspects: "Definitely, I will definitely bring it to you!" Handsome, chic, talented, and intelligent like you, I believe in the old thing, no, the elders of my family must be very happy to hear your greetings, and it is my honor to be able to speak for you......"

The young man smiled and let go of the hand on Banabe's shoulder, and for some reason, this action actually revealed a little "disgust".

But what he said was more straightforward: "Then I think, you must not mind if I go with you to meet the elders of your family, right?" ”

Banabe's words choked, but before he could react, the young man suddenly turned his head in surprise, and then in the next second, his figure immediately disappeared.

Banabe looked in that direction, too, and across the street stood a blonde priest in a white robe, with a beard on his face that obscured most of his countenance, and eyes so clear that they were free of impurities, like innocent babies, looking back at him peacefully.

That Amun's doppelganger...... Ran away? Before Banabe could react, a carriage drove through the middle of the street, and by the time it was no longer obscuring its view, the priest had disappeared.

Banabe slowly raised his steps, but thinking about this moment, the help he could give him was very limited.

What is that Amon's doppelganger doing?

——

When Klein threw Will Unsetin's paper crane and lit a fire on it, the lark, who had been released from the mansion in advance and warned to stay away, flew from the sky and fell straight down to the paper crane whose fire had dimmed.

Crane's ability to "manipulate fire" and "flame jump" has been stolen by Amon, including the extraordinary ability to swap places with secret puppets and "air cannons", all of which have disappeared from his body in the blink of an eye.

And Nornes, who suddenly broke in, opened his mouth in Amon's indifferent eyes, and swallowed the paper crane whose flames were gradually extinguishing.

Klein was sure that he saw a hint of doubt in Amun's doppelganger's eyes.

He also suddenly realized that something was wrong, and the appearance of Nornes here was just to provide the other party with more parasitic mediums......

Leonard heard a very clear voice in his head: "Huh? ”

The development of things was beyond the expectations of several people in the room.

Amon simply stole the distance, and just as his fingers were about to close and grasp the lark, a gentle light erupted from the feathers of Nouns.

The light exploded like fireworks, but became fainter until it became a huge silver curtain of light, on which flowed the recurring and endless wheel symbols, and a scaleless white snake that almost condensed into a physical body emerged from it.

His body was covered with symbols similar to the silver light curtain that enveloped the neighborhood, as if a reflection had been taken from the silver white. The dense wheels are dotted with logos that symbolize a differentiated future, intertwined with each other, emitting a clear silver light that fluctuates constantly.

There was a little more surprise in the bright red and cold eyes of the white snake, feeling the strength that had completely returned to the peak at this moment, and within the range that only he could hear, he muttered to himself:

"It's not part of our agreement, the light of fate."

It seems to be somewhere with the faint chirping of a lark.

Will Unsetin sighed silently, seemingly disapproving of what the lark was trying to say.

The white snake, which swam out of the light curtain and spread its body in mid-air, turned its head and twisted its head above the Berklund neighborhood, twisting itself and biting its own tail.

The body of the Ouroboros forms a ring, and it casts a shadow of a wheel on the residential area on the ground.

"Reboot"!

Fate came from outside the situation, and it was completely beyond Amon's expectations, and he had always hated the abilities of the "Mercury Serpent", and today is no exception.

The stagnant time was not reversed, but was instantly set back to a few minutes ago, allowing Amon's parasitism and the abilities he had used to rewind to the moment when it "didn't happen".

Suddenly, the mercury-like curtain of light collapsed, like a silent waterfall, pouring down Berklund Street on the ground, and in an instant it was about to wash down.

Klein almost didn't have time to take action at all, all of this happened in a short instant, this was already a turmoil in the power of the angelic level, even if he was now a "sophist", he still couldn't fight against it.

However, the figure of the lark fell faster than the light curtain.

It flew into Crane's arms, and a larger glow escaped from the feathers, landing on another item that Crane had been trying to use, but couldn't use because Amon had manipulated it.

The Night Crest from Lady Arianna, the "Hidden Servant", was activated by the light that poured into Klein's arms.

In the blink of an eye, the black veil had already enveloped Berklund Street, easily covering the curtain of silver flowing water, and letting the waterfall-like spectacle dissipate silently.

The "death knell" sounds, followed by the bells.

All the Time Worms were forcibly gathered by Parles Zoroaster, pulled by the Law of Extraordinary Characteristics Aggregation, and forcibly absorbed into the illusory wall clock unfolded by Parles.

Crane finally breathed a sigh of relief and reached into his pocket, and after Nornes had just slipped straight into it, there was no movement.

He was stunned for a moment.

The feathers are soft, but the finches covered with down feathers are slowly getting cold and their bodies are stiff.