Backlund, East District.

Fors, who had just returned from the icy world not long ago, wrapped in thick clothes, looked at the charcoal burning stove in front of him, as if he had fallen into that harsh environment again. He couldn't help but shuddered a few times and said:

"George III is dead, and things will surely come to an end. Perhaps we can move away from here to the North End, to Hillston.

“There are houses with fireplaces there!”

Xio sat on the chair opposite, also staring at the stove emitting warmth, and responded with a slightly confused expression:

“Wait another week or two.

"Honestly, I still can't believe that George III was killed in this explosion... I didn't have time to do anything."

The bounty hunter who has become a "judge" has a tone of obvious loss, confusion and bewilderment, as if he has suddenly lost the motivation for life.

Fors briefly forgot the damage caused by the cold, and thought about it and said with relief:

"I think that this was not done by Gehrman Sparrow, but by those people who used Sherman before. They are the only ones who are still investigating George III's secret plot. You have made a certain contribution to the death of George III, which is equivalent to indirectly completing revenge.

"Well... there should be no more surveillance and suppression against your family. You can try to start a new life. If you have the chance, you may be able to appeal for your father through formal channels."

After hearing the latter part of the conversation, Xio raised his head:

“Yes, the situation is becoming increasingly chaotic, and I am worried that they will be affected by the war.

"Fors, tell me, is Backlund safer, or is it an ordinary small town not near the border?"

Fors thought seriously for a few seconds and shook his head calmly:

"have no idea."

She then added:

"I plan to ask Mr. World. He must have a more accurate grasp of the overall situation. Do you remember? He warned us in advance that there would be trouble around George III and we should try not to get close to him."

In addition, Fors also wanted to ask where the next stop of the "trip" would be so that he could make some preparations in advance.

"Yeah!" Xio nodded instinctively.

Fors flipped through the newspaper on her lap and drank the remaining coffee. Then she slowly stood up and entered the room inside. She prayed to Mr. Fool in a low voice, asking Him to pass her doubts to Gehrman Sparrow, the World.

…………

The God-forsaken land, near the "Giant King's Court".

Klein, who was no longer "parasitized" by the deep level, followed Amon along the foot of the mountain and, in the frozen dusk, circled to the front of this mythical land.

Although Amon gave him the opportunity to try every possible way to escape, he was not in a hurry to do it because he knew very well that Amon now had at least the status and strength of a Sequence 2, and was a true angel, and he was not someone he could compete with head-on. Moreover, the "thief" was known to have errors, loopholes, and bugs, and his abilities were strange and weird, making it difficult to guard against. Klein believed that the self-rescue methods he could normally think of were basically impossible to be effective.

I can only remain patient and wait for an opportunity to take advantage of... During this process, I kept making some attempts to observe Amon's response... Well, I have to pay attention to one thing. I can't trust Amon's words too much. He may not have lied about taking back the "Worm of Time" and relieving my "parasitic" state, but this may not be the whole truth. It is not ruled out that He still has a "Worm of Time" lurking in my body and taking over my body at a critical moment... Klein's thoughts were fluctuating. He was about to "chat" with Amon and ask about the "Dark Angel" Sasriel, but he saw the dusk disappearing not far away, shrouded in darkness, and the fangs and claws of lightning flashing in the air from time to time.

They arrived at the border of the "Giant King's Court" and were about to leave this mythical country.

Once you are in the darkness here, you will either evaporate into thin air or be attacked by a terrifying monster that suddenly appears... Klein's heart moved, and he pretended that he knew nothing. He continued to move forward, from the orange dusk to the deep darkness.

At this moment, Amon, who was wearing a black classical robe, a pointed hat, and a monocle, reached forward and pulled back a lantern covered with a thin animal skin.

Inside the lantern, a candle made of some unknown oil emitted a dim light and a slightly pungent smell.

“Carry it.” Amon threw the lantern to Klein.

…Klein took the lantern and remained silent for a while.

After a few seconds, he asked tentatively:

"Where did you get this?"

At that moment just now, Klein thought that Amon could summon projections from the gaps in history.

Amon pinched the crystal monocle and said with a smile:

"I stole it from the human camp ahead. Oh, that's the Afternoon Town Camp in Silver City."

Stolen... Klein's eyelids twitched slightly. He didn't ask any more questions. He carried the lantern and walked into the endless darkness.

The dim light spread rapidly like an invisible defensive barrier, creating a warm place in the dark night.

At this time, lightning flashed across the sky intermittently with long intervals between each other, and there was almost no thunder, only occasionally.

According to the common sense that Klein learned from the little "Sun", this is the most dangerous time of night in the God-Forsaken Land.

As he moved forward step by step, Klein first used the transformed "Faceless Man" ability and "Creeping Hunger" to adjust the structure of his eyes to adapt to this special environment. Then, with the help of inspiration, he looked around.

He felt that in the lightless darkness, there were eyes staring at him, and creatures with indescribable shapes. But whenever lightning flashed and illuminated those places, there was nothing.

——Klein was not worried at all that using "Creeping Hunger" but being unable to feed in the current environment would cause any serious backlash. In his opinion, there were only two possible outcomes. One was that "Creeping Hunger" tried to swallow him, but Amon stole his thoughts. The other was that "Creeping Hunger" successfully swallowed the wearer, and he was reborn and got rid of the current predicament. The latter was what Klein expected. The former would not cause any loss except that "Creeping Hunger" would be more confused.

After walking for a while, Klein saw the Silver City Afternoon Town Camp, which was built using abandoned buildings.

Behind the walls formed by huge rocks and stone pillars, a bonfire burned quietly, illuminating most of the area inside, making them completely different from the outside world.

Under the illumination of this light, members of the Silver City Exploration Team were patrolling or keeping watch in groups of two or three to prevent any accidents.

Among them, a "Dawn Knight" who was nearly two meters and three meters tall was standing on the barrier, looking into the distance, guarding against monsters hidden in the darkness.

Suddenly, he saw a dim light coming from a distance in the depths of the darkness.

This... The pupils of this "Dawn Knight" suddenly dilated and his heartbeat accelerated.

Except for newborns and uneducated children, everyone in Silver City knows that in this land abandoned by God, no one except humans can use fire in the darkness to create light. Even monsters that are good at controlling flames lurk in a dark environment before launching an attack. As for other humans, all the city-states discovered by Silver City so far have long been destroyed and turned into ruins. There are no survivors. The only outsider they have seen is the strange child Jack.

At this moment, flames appeared in the depths of the darkness, flames that kept moving!

The "Dawn Knight" standing on the barrier couldn't imagine what this meant for a moment, and he only felt his body trembling slightly.

The dim firelight slowly moved from far to near, passed in front of the camp, and went out of Afternoon Town. Faintly, the "Dawn Knight" saw two human figures walking in the depths of darkness, and the figures were extremely blurred by the light.

Holding what looked like lanterns, they moved away from the camp step by step and disappeared into the endless darkness.

The "Dawn Knight" on the barrier had held his breath at some point until the dim flames completely disappeared.

Are there other humans? No, not necessarily humans! The Dawn Knight narrowed his eyes and turned carefully, preparing to inform the elder of the Six-Man Council who presided over the camp.

Just at this moment, he discovered that one of the lanterns hanging on the stone pillars was missing.

The body of this "Dawn Knight" stiffened, and cold sweat broke out on the back of his forehead.

…………

As he moved away from Afternoon Town step by step, Klein endured the gazes of eyes from the depths of darkness. He quietly used the abilities of the Ancient Scholar and his own connection with Sefirah Castle to sense the gray-white mist woven by history.

He succeeded.

This proves that the "God-Forsaken Land" is not separated from the "Source Castle".

The sanctuary of the True Creator, or even the kingdom of God, is on this land... If I activate the Sefirah Castle and create an anomaly, will He cast His gaze over and cause a conflict with Amon... He is a true God, and I don't expect to escape in the chaos, but I can seize the opportunity when He deals with Amon to commit suicide... Klein thought, and he was about to make the Sefirah Castle tremble slightly.

The next second, his thought disappeared.

Amon, who was walking beside him, said with a slight smile:

"The Hanged Man has no interest in Sefirah Castle. Of course, his sanity may not always be in his head."

"'The Hanged Man' refers to Sequence 0 of the 'Shepherd' pathway?" Klein himself did not expect his impulse just now to be truly successful. He mainly wanted to test Amon's reaction and see how he would respond. He did not feel frustrated at this time and asked the question without disguising his curiosity.

Amon nodded slightly and said:

"Yes, it symbolizes the fallen self, of course, if you want to interpret it in a positive sense, it means sacrifice and responsibility."

Klein thought for a moment and said tentatively:

"I thought that was your nickname."

Just like Medici.

——As far as Klein knew, the birth of the "True Creator" due to the "Redemption Rose" was likely related to the fall of the ancient sun god. Therefore, he wanted to know what kind of attitude Amon had towards this evil god, and whether it was the same as his brother.

Amon stroked his monocle and laughed:.

"I have always had great respect for the gods."

It was really inappropriate for the Blasphemer to say this... Klein had no choice but to drop the topic.