"Did you use 'fraud' on them before?"

Esther stood at the top of Spark City's tall chimneys, looking down on the crooked city below.

Ballytley wore a more ornate robe with a red background, and the black lines outlined the bat-winged pattern at the corners of her robe, but in terms of overall style, Esther always felt that it was seven points similar to the nun dress she was wearing.

Well, this is also a place related to the Tertiary Legion, and it is completely normal to have some traces left by Dariberg......

All the residents were busy moving things, and they didn't know what Ballytley was saying, but Esther could feel the excitement of the residents of Spark City from a long distance. They are enthusiastically preparing for this "long journey", and there are no doubts at all - the "chiefs" have already made a decision, and they will only look forward to this decision, and will not question its correctness at all.

Behind Esther, the thick black smoke she had seen in the distance had stopped, and even the residual heat was rapidly cooling. She had just learned that one of Kärcher's previous tasks was to incinerate the vital core below with a "passing flame", where a specially made smoke extractor would continue to release smoke from the baptism of flames.

This smoke will settle in the area around Spark City, where it will be transformed into various creatures through dark erosion and serve as a food source for Spark City.

"yes, you should also learn to use extraordinary abilities more to get rid of these trivial things more easily." The crow, crouched on Esther's shoulder, replied casually.

"I think too, they have misled the concept of 'proposal' to the point of ignoring the huge risks involved and treating it as a 'decision.'"

After a pause, Esther sighed: "Although it is a very convenient ability, I always feel ......"

"You think a lot of things, but most of them are meaningless, and that's how it was in Tingen, it looks easy to understand, but it's much harder than you in the Tertiary."

The crow took the initiative to mention the part of the memory that belonged to "Little Seven", which made Esther stunned for a moment, and did not respond immediately.

The black crow shaved Esther's shoulder with its claws, leaving a few scratches on the heavy nun dress, but it was not broken: "You like this dress that Adam gave you so much?" ”

"But I can't change it either—" Esther said halfway through her words, and then looked at the crow on her shoulder, "Ah, I can turn it into something else now?" 'Deceiving the Mentor' can still be used in such a place! ”

"I've rarely spoken to people so bluntly and honestly, but 'Thieves' really aren't for you."

“…… Is this my problem? ”

"yes." The crow said calmly, and the smile between the words was completely undisguised.

But before Esther could retort anything, Raven continued, "I still don't understand why." ”

"Why?"

The crow's voice sounded a little aggrieved, and he muttered in a whispered voice: "I always feel that for you, anyone can be a 'mystery', but I can't, right?" ”

Esther couldn't believe that such a "grievance" was sincere: "Of course not! There are prerequisites for this! ”

"What's that condition? Is there really a better candidate than me? I can also give you the freedom you want to follow the future you want. If you don't believe me, I can have Adam as a witness—until He becomes God. ”

The crow's eyes were clear, like polished obsidian, and he looked at Esther calmly and intently.

Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and it took a moment before she spoke, "That's not something I can decide......"

"I can hear your lies, Esther."

He didn't call her Zoya.

Esther's words of explanation were blocked at the base of her tongue, as if they had scratched her throat again.

She no longer looked at the crows, but at the busy Spark City below: "Would you believe me if I said that both 'Esther' and 'Zoya' had forgotten something?" ”

"What shall I believe in you?" The crow asked with a smile.

"I'm telling the truth......"

"I hear it."

Esther knew in her heart that she shouldn't have hesitated. Communicating like an old friend, getting along with each other casually and easily, including appearing in the form of a crow, Amon is deliberately distorting her perception, trying to use her similar appearance, words and deeds to make her close - but she is about to believe in such a king of angels who is known for "fraud" and "mischief".

Just as Esther was struggling inside, an extremely cold chill fell on her.

As if buried directly in the ice, Esther's perception was clouded by sluggish frost and was moving away from the real world.

The silent crack in the spirit world tore above Esther's head, revealing a chaotic patch of color within, and the palace that should have been out of reach suddenly became visible, and a large gray mist that almost condensed into a liquid poured down from the middle, as if to pour a basin of water on it.

And Esther's body was firmly frozen in place, she couldn't fight against this helplessness, she didn't have any ability to struggle, and the soles of her feet couldn't even move a step. She lost all perception of the outside world - as if returning to that helpless and distant memory, and her body did not follow the "revelation of fate" and showed any evasive reactions.

The raven narrowed its eyes, and in the blink of an eye, the raven flailed its wings and deliberately slapped it on the back of Esther's head.

The gray mist finally fell into the air, and Esther's figure appeared in the sky dozens of meters away with the crow, floating lightly in the place where there was no place to stay.

"Are you still alive?" Raven asked, confused.

This sentence is quite sincere, Esther didn't move at all just now, it seems that she really intends to use her head directly to catch those alienated historical fogs, and now she doesn't have any reaction, or the crow is maintaining her state of continuing to float.

Gray mist seeped out of the corners of Esther's eyes, her eyelids trembling and closing, two lines of blood mixed with silver light flowing, washing away the previous pale gray mist.

"Alive." Esther replied in a low voice.

She had finally returned to her body, away from the dislocation of another history, and she had always been too closely connected to the Source Castle to avoid it, even in the Godforsaken Lands.

The crow's tone suddenly became brisk: "Something very interesting happened just now." ”

"yes, you saw it all."

"Your 'candidate', in the Northern Continent."

Esther gritted her teeth, wiped her fingers from the blood on her face, and opened her eyes that lit up with round stars: "I won't help you." ”

"Then I'll assume that you agree that this is 'fair play.'"

Esther sighed inwardly, a king of angels said to "play fair" with people? It's already a bit outrageous. (End of chapter)