The residents of this remote mountain village have little contact with the outside world, and interpersonal relationships are simple, with most people being quite honest and simple. Although everyone was somewhat skeptical, some people continued to enter the tent, hoping to find out their own fate.

Inside the mysteriously decorated tent, only a little light shines through the thick cloth. The entire environment is surrounded by a hazy purple. Various small objects are hung in the air, including conches, shells, stars, the molting shells of some insects, strange stones, etc., which make people who walk in feel a sense of mystery.

Inside the tent, a veiled woman sat behind a black velvet table. She wore a dark purple robe and hood, and had asymmetrical rings on her wrists. Several of her fingers also had rings of different colors, giving her the impression of a senior person.

After the guest nervously sat at the table and asked his question, the woman asked in a low voice the cause of the matter, then shuffled the divination cards in front of her several times and asked the guest to draw the designated card from them.

The result is always good luck with caution, and hope in difficulties, which makes visitors think a lot and then remember the witch's warnings firmly.

"In this card, the sun shines on a lush golden field. A dog stands nearby, and a vague figure approaches from a distance."

"This indicates that you may have a good harvest this year, but be careful of other interferences. For example, the dog may represent monsters or wild beasts destroying your fields. The figure in the picture could be you, or someone watching your harvest from the side. So you must take good care of your fields."

After the witch finished interpreting the predictions on the cards for the middle-aged man, the man nodded solemnly, thanked the witch, and then walked out of the tent.

At this time, the sun in the sky had passed noon. After a whole morning of divination, the man at the door told them that today was the end. The witch had to follow some mysterious rules and the number of divinations per day could not exceed a certain number, otherwise it would bring disaster.

After hearing this explanation, the crowd who had been watching from the sidelines dispersed in disappointment.

After most of the group had left, a light brown-skinned girl quietly walked out from the back door of the tent and went to eat.

At this time, Loran Hill was sitting under a big tree with lush branches. The sunlight shone through the thick leaves onto the table in front of her, where a teapot and cups were placed.

She looked at the girl who had performed divination this morning with a slightly amused look, shook her head slightly, then picked up the cup in front of her and slowly drank the tea.

Although Lengquan Village is located in a remote area, the surrounding scenery is very beautiful. The terraced fields and fruit trees in the mountains reflect bright light under the afternoon sun.

"Miss, is that divination really accurate?" Mira, who was standing aside, asked Loran Hill with some doubt. She did not sense any extraordinary magic from the girl.

"Maybe it's accurate." said Loran Hill.

"If I tell you that if you work diligently and attentively this year, pay attention to the various conditions in the fields, and take good precautions, you will definitely harvest a lot of food by the fall, would you find such words credible?"

"Isn't this a matter of course?" Mira shook her ears and leaned over to look at the young lady with blonde hair and a red dress.

"Yeah, just like I told you before, as long as you study hard, your grades will improve. It's actually a very simple truth."

"But usually people don't want to do it for various reasons."

"But if someone with authority told you through a special and mysterious ritual that this was your destiny, wouldn't you feel a sense of sacredness and strive to accomplish it?"

"It seems that's the case." Mira nodded, seeming to understand a little.

"Perhaps the prophecy is not necessarily true, but it can also be a motivation for many people. So sometimes we don't have to be too harsh on such things."

“Sometimes, being too clever and seeing things through can lead to a loss of confidence and hope, leading to anxiety and fear of losing and not being able to move forward.”

"Yes, I understand, Miss." Mira felt that His Highness seemed to be alluding to her again, and nodded quickly, hoping that he would stop talking.

"Hehe, okay, let's stop talking and go have lunch."

Several people walked towards a temporarily rented house in the village.

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The lunch in the mountain village was not fancy, just simple white rice with some green vegetables. The only highlight was the meat slices that were not finished yesterday.

Unlike the residents of Wind's Rest Province, who mostly grow wheat, the residents here seem to eat more rice. During lunch, Loran Hill ran into the light brown girl again.

"Good afternoon, thank you for your hard work this morning." Loran Hill greeted simply.

"Good afternoon, Miss Leixia." In front of the girl was a large bowl of rice, piled high with meat and vegetables.

"Looks like you have a good appetite."

"Well, it's rare for me to have the opportunity to eat so much meat." She answered while eating, not caring about any complicated dining etiquette. Of course, Loran Hill himself did not attach importance to such unnecessary etiquette.

"Then eat more. Do you usually dress up as a witch to tell fortunes for others?" asked Loran Hill.

"My aunt used to do this job, but now she said that she is getting older and needs to find someone to take over this kind of work. There are not many girls in the next generation, so she chose me." She chewed quickly, and then took the time to talk about what happened in the caravan.

"Every job in the caravan needs a fixed person to do it. If someone stops doing it, someone else has to take over. That's basically it."

When Loran Hill had just finished a small bowl of rice, the girl had already finished two large bowls of rice and a bowl of vegetables.

"Thank you for the treat~" After finishing the meal, the girl thanked Loran Hill, then skipped off to take a walk in the mountains.

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After seeing the performance of the Lake caravan, Loran Hill asked everyone in his caravan what ideas they had. He also suggested trying to organize a few small shows to attract the villagers in the mountains to browse their goods.

Watching the members pondering and hesitating, Roland Hill suddenly felt that his current behavior was very similar to his childhood homeroom teacher, who made the students prepare programs, and ultimately became the person he hated as a child. But this was also quite interesting. Roland Hill, now in the Demon Sequence, was not like when he was training for the Angel Sequence, and his personality had become slightly more changeable.

The next day, Lengquan Village.

There are more and more stages in the open spaces between villages. Today, not only the Lake Chamber of Commerce, but also the people from the Lagetis Caravan have put together some attractive shows.

On a small platform, a strange girl also walked up the stairs. She had short golden hair and wore a blue and white dress. She held a cross in her hand, while below her was a puppet walking and waving its arms in the air on strings.

“The Little Doll Opera is presented to you today.