At the beginning of stepping into Spark City, in addition to the obvious increase in the surrounding temperature, what made people feel even more dizzy and noisy was the sound of tapping that almost did not stop.

Esther is not a professional in this area, and even among the many candidates on the Gray Mist, there is not much detailed knowledge related to traditional forging - and even among them, there are many cold weapon enthusiasts, most of them are limited to the stage of browsing materials on the Internet, and no one has the experience of actually lifting a hammer and chiseling iron, and hitting nails into a wooden board is not the same after all.

"Bell-bell-"

The powerful sound was repeated, echoing throughout the city as if it were the uninterrupted heartbeat of Spark City, pumping energy into the city's nooks and crannies, shouting out of displeasure at outsiders who weren't used to it.

Esther rubbed her ears, although it would not affect her, but living in such an environment for a long time, wouldn't the inhabitants here be deaf?

She was a little surprised that Veronica and the others didn't have the features behind their ears, but thinking of some of their physical oddities, and Pyne's fact that he had never taken off his red tin armor helmet from beginning to end, Esther couldn't help but suspect that everyone here had some kind of physical disability.

I'm afraid it's not something they can control, and it's not what they want.

"Do you like it here?" The crow suddenly whispered in Esther's ear.

Although she didn't understand why Amon asked this, Esther looked around, gradually detached herself from the irritating tapping sound, and calmed down to observe quietly:

Most of what she could see was gray stone or gray iron sheets, and there was little life of living creatures, but the sound of chains often came from unseen corners - from the inside of the iron fence with closed windows to the square houses with the shape of a sentry several meters away, there were hidden mechanisms of unknown function everywhere, making Spark City less like a "city" and more like a strange fortress ready for war.

But it's hard to understand what they're guarding against.

The streets here are narrow and monotonous, with nothing left to adorn them, except for the pillar-like guarded rooms and the burning stone lamps that can be seen everywhere. Even the widest main roads, which can only be traversed by four people at most, are dotted with long staircases made of stone or iron cables, leading from top to bottom to the more crooked windows.

When viewed from the outside, the sense of shoddy incongruity is very obvious, and at this moment walking in the city, it is so clearly crowded in the middle of all the tin houses that any person with obsessive-compulsive disorder wants to immediately get away from this asymmetrical city, and away from its constant noise.

"You like it here?" Because Esther was in a daze for a few moments, the crow had to speak again, raising her claws and tightening her sideburns, forcing Esther to come back to her senses.

Esther freed the hairs from the bird's claws, and then answered the crow's strange question:

"I don't know, I don't know Spark City, and I don't like it. But I think there are a lot of people who like it here, like Veronica and them. ”

"I'm asking you." The crow didn't sound very satisfied.

Esther glanced at the back of Lev leading the way in front of him, although the man was tall, he was shorter than Lady Lovia of Silver City, and the "giant" blood that existed here was perhaps even weaker than that of Silver City.

She shook her head, "Don't dwell on all those pranks that turn this place into an empty city in the blink of an eye, Amon, I'm 'just' passing by. For them, the existence here makes sense, and we don't have to do anything. ”

"If you don't want an anchor, then what are you here for? There's nothing hard to admit about that. ”

Esther grabbed the other hand of the woven bag and subconsciously pinched the rough bag, and the spores that were not too heavy were still carried by her. It was only now that Esther realized that Amon's "natural" way of thinking seemed to be what she wanted to do.

She carries these mushrooms with her so that they can be planted in different places, and the lantern mushrooms that grow up can survive for a long time will also become her unique positioning marker......

The sound of percussion was still reverberating, which disturbed Esther's mood that had just calmed down, and she didn't want to admit it, because Amon had already noticed that these mushrooms had a special effect on her similar to "anchors":

"Okay, okay, just when you're right! I'm not going to convert them to anything, I'm just going to spread these mushrooms, but it's the same outside the city, it's too hot in the city. ”

And as Esther and Lev walked deeper into the city, she felt that the temperature around her was rising even higher, and the streets were lined with fewer twisted and towering houses, and more and more walls of pure white stone—which Esther always thought was bone.

Lev glanced back, he had noticed the interaction between Esther and the crow, but he had heard nothing.

Even with the constant sound of "clanging" around him, with the "Iron Knight's" hearing, he was confident enough that he was sensitive enough to distinguish any conversation. But he really didn't hear anything, and Lev was sure that there was nothing wrong with his ears, and that the problem could only be the outsider.

The reason why he could recognize "His Highness the Son of God" at a glance was because more than 150 years ago, there was "Him" who answered the prayer of another "Chief" of Spark City.

Although the image of a crow with white circles and black feathers on one side was the same as the description of the "chief", Lev was still very suspicious of the lady.

But the other party's strength is very strong, and Lev is very self-aware, maybe only the "chief" who has been responded to can solve this matter smoothly, at least send the other party away as soon as possible.

Along the way, Lev didn't take the initiative to introduce Esther to anywhere, nor did he care about her actions as she looked around, only showing a taciturn posture. But judging from the frequency with which the "chief" stroked the hilt of the sword, Esther could tell that Lev had an anxious mood in his heart, but he didn't show it directly on his face.

Esther smiled and poked the crow on the shoulder: "You limited the spread of sound in the first place?" ”

"I don't want a third ear to listen to our conversation," the crow tilted his head, "in fact, there really are ten inhabitants of this city who have a third ear. ”

“…… Is this some kind of sneer joke that is not funny at all? How many people are there? ”

The crow's reply sounded careless, too: "In Spark City, there are six hundred and ninety-one people alive, if you consider them as 'people'. ”

Esther was stunned for a moment: "Wait, what do you mean by that?" Also, don't you know too much about this place......

The crow didn't speak, just looked ahead: "Welcome to the heart of Spark City, the 'furnace of life'." ”