Esther didn't quite understand why the lady had suddenly brought this up: "You asked me if I needed help?"

When she asked this rhetorically, the passage of the window was suddenly covered with a light veil, completely cutting off the room from the outside world, and Esther was startled, and then understood why the other party had done this.

Asther touched her shawl uneasily, "Maybe he also left eyeliner on me at this time, can I hide it from him?"

"He does not dare come in," replied the lady indifferently, "by the body of my father, and by all sorts of factors...... The tower itself has amassed extraordinary power, and any creature that comes close to it will sleep, even the Time Worm that exists within you."

"Can you also prevent the theft of 'sleep'?"

There was a slight smile in the woman's voice under the veil, "After all, this place is very special in itself."

Esther glanced at the blocked window, she quickly weighed the pros and cons in her heart, if she asked this lady for help here, to be precise, the real goddess of the night behind her, maybe it was really a rare chance to get rid of Amon directly?

But as soon as Esther thought of Amon's weird attitude, she felt that her right eyebrow began to throb again, and she could fully imagine that if she used the method of the Goddess of the Night here to get rid of Amon's surveillance, his reaction would inevitably be very excessive.

Esther had a terrible premonition about this, but such an opportunity would not arise again.

The silence in the room lasted for a moment, and a sigh flowed from under the lady's black veil, "He is trying to take advantage of you."

Esther put down her right hand, which had been rubbing her eyebrows, "Wait, what do you mean by 'He'......"

"Them, of course."

Esther was a little helpless, but she took another half step back from the window, "I know, but I will continue to follow the trajectory of fate, and you don't need to worry too much about me."

There is another meaning to this statement – I will not disrupt the original plan, and the selected candidate will not change because of the current disadvantage. And Esther believes that with the part of consciousness that comes from the "sharing" of the goddess of the night, the other party will definitely be able to understand.

"Really?" The voice under the black veil is very regrettable.

Esther glanced to her side again, but the black veil on the window didn't mean to separate at all, and a subtle uneasiness appeared in her heart: "So you have something else to think about?" Or does He have a new collaborator?"

"Do you know you're dangerous?"

Esther hesitated for two seconds, and had to agree with the other party's words: "My situation is really not good, what Amon is doing, I don't know, but it certainly won't be a good thing, but—"

The lady didn't wait for Esther to finish before she interrupted, "No, not the king of angels outside, but you."

Esther's right hand clenched instantly, and the tip of the dagger lit up with a little golden glimmer of excitement, almost excited by her hostile vigilance, and she couldn't wait to announce the new law.

Esther suppressed the urge to attack, she always felt that something else was interfering with her thoughts, "I don't understand what you mean...... Is it because I'm too unqualified as a pawn and wants to knock me off the board completely? Then I repeat, I will not be 'sincerely' with Amun, because none of us can control Him, and no one can predict what He will do."

"No, I'm not talking about Him, I'm just you." The lady covered in black veils didn't make a movement to get up, but what she said next made Esther stunned in place, "Until now, haven't you gotten rid of his psychological hints?"

"So I said, I don't understand what you're talking about." Esther's uneasiness was worsening, she always felt that she shouldn't listen to it, the other party's words were definitely not a good thing, the slight humming sound was already ringing in her head, and Esther didn't even have time to discern the source of this distraction.

She raised the dagger in her hand, but instead of aiming at the lady, it was aimed at the window, the only way in the room to the outside world, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have bothered you."

The voice did not fall,

The dagger had slashed through the air, but out of it was an unusually black shuttle of light, piercing the black veil outside the window frame like a bullet, and it trembled and twisted, tearing a tiny crack before being completely erased by the hidden force.

Esther unleashed "deception" without stopping, and simply took a step forward - she should have crossed the distance directly beyond the tower at the moment when the "twisted" power was synchronized - but everything around her began to twist and become a mass of mud that could not be distinguished.

Is this a dream? Since when......

No, he had part of the memory of the night, and he deliberately took advantage of the peculiarity of my ability to move completely freely in the dream realm, giving me the illusion that the two of us had been communicating normally!

He delayed enough time to pull me into the exact same dream as reality......

Why? Because the gods are not to be trusted?

"Because you never belonged to the 'Source Castle'."

Esther stood in a chaotic field of color, everything but herself collapsing, and she was at the center of the vortex that devoured consciousness, being dragged deeper into the dream.

She raced as she thought about what to do, but the buzzing in her head grew harsh, almost shattering her sanity.

"In the same way, you are not a member of the 'Key of Light.'"

The humming sound drowned out all of Esther's thoughts, and the silver rings lit up under her eyes, and her anguished expression as her anguished expression.

The quaint short sword in his hand was reversed, and the tip of the sword was already pointing at his heart.

This is no longer out of consideration, but a way out that follows the guidance of spiritual intuition.

The quiet voice continued, "Further, you don't belong within the barrier, you don't belong here—"

Esther's eyes were fixed on the unfocused nothingness, but the movements of her hands were very decisive, the short sword piercing into her chest, and a thin stream of gold and black wrapped around her hand at the same time, like a spiral that intertwined and juxtaposed.

Tiny dots of light burst out of her hair, swimming out of tiny Möbius rings, echoing the light in her eyes.

"Weaver of Destiny."

As the woman's voice spoke, the buzzing in Esther's ears suddenly dissipated, leaving only silence.

Her consciousness immediately returned to calm, and Esther felt nothing but absurdity.

Without any change in her expression, she thrust the dagger deeper, the tip sinking into her heart, and a word in the ancient Fersak language dripped from her lips, soft and mechanical: "Banishment."

At the same time, Esther also launched a "warp" that did not require the use of the law, changing the void that she should have fallen into, and she confused the escape from the dream with the escape from the secret through "deception", and handed over her destiny to let it develop-

There's another "thief" out there, and she's going to end up not far from Him, according to the aggregate.

Free to read.