Esther didn't even need to mind to distinguish the east side to vaguely sense some kind of connection.

In fact, there are more than one such vague connections, one particularly strongly echoed in the immediate vicinity of Beckland, and several other directions that are unusually distant, at least two at sea and one in another.

Now that I think about it, when I gave my blood to help Frank Lee cultivate mushrooms, did I already think about today?

No, I just did what fate inspired me to do.

Esther shook her head, pushing the cluttered thoughts out of her mind, although "Adam" did her best to help her merge with the parts that belonged to Zoya, but Esther still had a sense of disconnection between identities, and she always felt that when she was thinking, another colder voice would sound in her head.

"How are you going to get there?" It's still far from the Sunia Sea."

"If you're willing to let me through the fast track, I won't have to worry about hurrying anymore." Esther stared at the mountains in the distance, rubbing her frowning brow and smoothing it.

She turned her head to look at Amon and gestured with her hand over her shoulder, "Where's my stuff?" Such a big satchel......

"I don't know. You ought to ask my brother, for you have always been with Him."

Esther rummaged around herself again, groping every crevice, and said, "I know he's not interested in these little things, but you're going to make me feel troubled and look for an opportunity to steal them."

After searching for a long time, Esther still recognized the current reality, and she took off the nun hat on her head in frustration, because she had been sulking, and this thing made people feel stuffy after wearing it for a long time.

It's good that someone didn't even leave her a penny of copper, and her pockets were emptier than the conscience of this "thief"!

"I don't know, it must be somewhere else." Amun, who was following Esther, replied with such a straight face.

Esther was silent for a few seconds, and then muttered quietly, "Could it be that you can still work in shifts, and now you're all off work?" Who are you trying to deceive with such an obvious lie......

Amon just smiled and turned his face away, without admitting or denying it.

Although Esther said so, she knew in her heart that there was no evidence of her suspicions, but she had no way to prove it, even if she pulled Amon's clothes and said cruel words, the other party would only be amused, and she couldn't do anything at all.

One yard to one yard, her extraordinary properties are also provided by Amun, and Esther has not forgotten this.

Even if her invisible connection to the uniqueness of the "thief" deepens, she will not have the authority to use it beyond Amun, and there will be no way to steal anything from this clone.

Esther looked in the direction of downtown Beckland, and with that strong feeling, of course she knew where it was from.

Hopefully everything is fine, at least Nones will help watch him, right?

Amon suddenly spoke again, "What are you thinking?"

Esther flicked her wrist and moved her fingers, "You can steal it, and I'll tell you if you steal it."

"Childish."

Esther glanced at Amon suspiciously, "Don't always snatch what I want to say, if you hadn't stolen all my things, I would have set off by now."

"Do you need me to give you a ride?" Amon didn't seem to hear Esther's complaint, and kindly made a suggestion.

"No, I've already asked you."

As soon as Esther's words were finished, her figure disappeared directly from front of Amon's clone.

The black-haired young man who had been left behind smiled indifferently, and lifted the monocle in his right eye, and the illusory door covered with starlight opened in front of him, forming a passage to the chaotic spirit realm.

The satchel and the bits and pieces in it are actually on him, and since Zoya is not attached to taking it back, it is better to go back when she goes back to communicate with the body. I don't know how Zoya plans to get to the Godforsaken Land, does she still have to go on a boat?

Amon was not worried about losing Esther's traces, since she couldn't resist "deceiving her mentor"

The temptation to be promoted, and the little clues He left behind will always be there.

As long as she came into contact with any of the overflowing spirits of the Source Castle, He could detect it at any time.

Esther kept stealing distance, and the scenery around her changed rapidly, and after getting used to this way of traveling, she no longer felt dizzy, but had the pleasure of riding a roller coaster.

She stopped when she reached the banks of the Tasok River, the soft sound of the water flowing in the moonlight, and an owl was standing in the nearby treetops and cooing, unaware of Esther's sudden appearance.

She looked around for a moment, then slapped her backhand on the back of her neck, a moth lying lazily on her fingers, seemingly unconcerned about being slapped flat, or sure that Esther wouldn't exert much effort.

Esther impatiently shook the moth off her fingers, but it flew to Esther's cuff and clinged to the edge.

Esther sighed, "You're annoying, can't you give me some personal space?"

"You can just do what you have to do, I can just pass by."

"Haha, and then you're going to parasitize anyone I'm trying to contact? Thank you."

The moth's laughter annoyed Esther a little, because she had already communicated with "Adam" and guessed part of the situation, so she should not contact the "true creator" now, otherwise it would also violate the tacit agreement to maintain the status quo, so Esther could not pray to the god.

For the same reason, Ulorius was not on her radar either.

Esther turned her gaze to the owl on the branch, but the moth's voice interrupted her thoughts before she could act.

"Aren't you curious about Benjamin's back?"

Esther didn't answer the question, but her expression became much more indifferent, and she raised her right arm and stared at the moth clutching tightly in her sleeve.

As if sensing the chill on her body, the moth burrowed into the cuffs, allowing the fabric to completely cover itself, but its voice kept coming out: "The character is in your mouth, but he left a memory and cognition, right in Beckland, it's too late for you to go back and see it now."

"When will he ......?" stopped in the middle of Esther's words.

"Oh, yes, on a certain boy."

"You parasitized a rabbit?" Esther tightened her cuffs.

But before she could press it down, the moth was already flying in front of her eyes, leaping upward.

The moth seemed pleased with her reaction, "You can guess if I was parasitic about him?"

"I wouldn't guess."

Esther immediately changed her direction, following the "location" she had left in Beckland, stealing the distance again and re-approaching the city of hope.

The figure of the moth followed her shadow.