Esther glanced back at Amon who was in mid-air, he didn't leave, but just cast his gaze from afar, and his figure almost merged with the dark sky.

Esther always felt like she heard a gunshot.

It was an auditory hallucination, she was very sure of it, and her inexplicable instincts made her want to turn around and ask Amon what the hell he was doing. But when she saw Amon waving happily at her, Esther turned her head and continued to approach the city.

At least Amon didn't take away the two weapons around me, is that a bit of a conscience? No, he just didn't want to deal with the side effects of this old antique......

Esther nodded the dagger in her hand as a warning, although under Esther's seal, it would not suddenly break the laws of nature around it, or issue laws that suffocated all living things around it, but Esther could still feel that it was full of resistance to herself, like a hedgehog ready to attack, and would give Esther a chance to give it a chance.

Of course, Esther had destroyed "its kingdom", so Esther felt that this resentment against her was also justified.

Approaching the city on the wolf's back, Esther also contrasted it with the Silver City overlooked, and although most of the streets were submerged in darkness, it was clear that the city was smaller overall, occupying only the neck part of the wide wolf's back.

Esther sighed silently in her heart, she didn't have expectations for how many survivors there would be in the city.

The wolf's throat let out a low bark of warning, but a soft black light rippled from the top of the tower, like a fluttering ribbon bound to the wolf's remains.

It's just that the way it is put around the neck, no matter how you look at it, it reminds Esther of some kind of pet product, the "Elizabeth Circle" around her neck.

Esther smiled and shook her head in her heart, this must be the city left by the goddess of the night, even if he is far away, he is still vigilant about what is happening on this continent, leaving a probing sight?

Was this his idea, or did he remind him......

Esther's thoughts were cut off here, for she was too close to the tower, and a black curtain had fallen on her.

Since the spiritual intuition did not warn, Esther did not take any means of confrontation, but calmly let the darkness fall head-on, and her body was pierced by a slight coolness, as if walking into a burst of ice mist.

Spots of light slowly floated between the strands, dispelling the dark shadows that wanted to cover Esther's eyes, allowing them to obediently avoid where she stood, slowly surging to the sides, even revealing a passable path.

Ace tapped her forehead, and suddenly realized that these forces that drove the darkness were the light in her hair that she recognized from the beginning.

A part of the medium light that was left for the "night" to help him stabilize himself was also used as a special permit?

Although the darkness deliberately avoided its place, Esther reached out and caressed the surface that had never calmed down.

This time, while she felt the coolness, she activated the ability of the "Decryption Scholar" and quickly analyzed the extraordinary power contained in it, except for the "hidden" and "illusion" parts, more of a composition is "doom", so it doesn't seem strange that it responds to the point of light.

Esther seemed to have guessed who the wreck was.

What happened after the death of the Demon Wolf King Fregel, the Goddess of the Night knew best. The benefits he had received from it, as well as his victorious stance of exterminating the demon wolf clan and causing Fregra's corpse to disappear, were of great suspicion to the Goddess of the Night.

And Zoya is well aware of this.

But Esther didn't expect that the goddess of the night would turn this corpse out again, instead of permanently sealing and isolating it with "secret", and many of the mutilated positions on this body should be because they were eaten by other demon wolves.

The narrow path in front of Esther led to the top of the tower, which was a tapered with sharp corners from the open platform of Silver City, but a small window was opening there, like an invitation to a guest.

Even if the guest is reluctant to go to that window, the surrounding darkness will wait politely until someone gives the order to drown the guest.

In any case, at least the other party has now shown a willingness to communicate, and should still have a clear enough mind.

As Esther approached the window, she heard a whispered humming in Old Hermes, in a lullaby-like tone.

However, this vague singing voice made Esther frown slightly, the singing contained extraordinary power, dragging everything around her into dreams all the time, if it was replaced by other extraordinary beings, she would probably have fallen asleep in the dark unconscious at this time.

But Esther's spiritual instincts didn't respond, because there was no danger to her - she didn't dream at all.

It was only when communicating with the goddess of the night or some of the serpents of mercury that Esther stumbled upon the dream, but it was also deliberately shaped, not from her own consciousness.

The song of the tower spread along with the darkness, enveloping the small city below, making it clear that it existed in reality, but it slept in a quiet dream.

The singing stopped as Esther climbed onto the stone window frame, and she glanced at the closed darkness behind her, and stepped briskly inside.

The room in the window was narrower than Esther had imagined, and did not correspond to the top of the tower as seen from the outside world, except for a square attic six meters long and wide, which was clearly separated from the rest of the interior.

The interior of the room is also mainly made of stone, and the tables, chairs, and beds, including those bookshelves with external doors and horizontal bars, are all integrated into the room itself, fixed in their proper positions.

Esther could imagine the reason for this, as the wolf was running around, and without any extra measures on the things in the house, it would quickly be shaken to the ground and become a mess.

However, all the furniture is covered with a light black veil, which makes the atmosphere of the room particularly gloomy. Even on the oil lamp that had long been extinguished overhead, there were also layers of black veil, like a mosquito net propped up on the roof.

The man in the pure black dress sat quietly on the edge of the bed, at least judging by the curves of the figure, it was probably a lady. She has no legs under the hem of her skirt, and her face and hands are covered in black veil, making it difficult to see her face or appearance.

Esther stepped over the window frame and floated lightly by the window.

As she looked alarmingly at the furnishings of the room, the singing, which had been paused for a few seconds, began again, coming from under the black veil:

"May my soul never wake up until the dawn of the eternal light.

"Not bad! There is also sorrow and despair in that long dream......"*

The singing voice, which had been a blur outside the house, became distinct inside the house, and Esther remembered the poem of course, and she was even completely sure that the lady in front of her had a rather deep connection with the goddess of the night.

"Sober ...... that can be better than reality for all beings"

Esther took a step further, and the singing stopped. (End of chapter)