Because fortune tellers know their abilities, they may attract the attention of others.
Therefore, he prepared a secret passage in advance so that he could escape at a critical moment.
Now, he has successfully escaped, carrying his valuable belongings, and arrived at a small grove outside the city.
Looking around, there was no one there.
A sense of relief welled up inside him, and he felt that it wasn't impossible for him to escape successfully this time.
"Hehe, I don't know how much effort it took to dig this tunnel out all by myself."
No one but me knew about the existence of this tunnel!
"Once I come out through the tunnel, those who want to arrest me won't be able to find my whereabouts anytime soon."
He's safe now, temporarily.
He can catch his breath now, but he can't let his guard down completely; he needs to be even more careful on the road ahead.
As a fortune teller, he believed in God, but this time all the results were extremely bad, which made him choose to rebel.
I believe my fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens. I refuse to believe I can't find a way to survive on my own.
"Let's go, before it gets dark, let's travel as far as we can."
As night fell, it wasn't safe outside; in this desolate wilderness, he needed to find a place to rest.
Forward, ever forward.
Along the way, he would occasionally use his divination skills to investigate whether there were any dangers in different directions.
However, he was still surrounded by great misfortune, making his path exceptionally difficult.
"Sigh, I'm still not over this ordeal. When will it end? I've been out of the city for so long!"
He complained that they had traveled so far and were still facing great misfortune. It seemed that their city was about to be destroyed by some powerful figure or army.
Is it possible that this is specifically targeting him?
"Impossible, absolutely impossible. What kind of expert would be so bored as to target a weak, pitiful, and helpless fortune teller like me?"
He was just an ordinary fortune teller, without the powerful abilities found in other paths.
As he walked, he lost track of time. The sky gradually darkened, and the road took on a chilly and dangerous feel.
"I can't keep going, I need to push harder... Hey, what's that light up ahead? Is there an inn there?"
He saw faint lights, and because of his vigilance along the way, he consulted a fortune teller before getting close.
As expected, things went as planned.
Very bad omen.
"It's the same as always, but I can try a different approach to fortune telling."
Let's take stock: are there any ordinary people, strong people, or villains in this inn?
They are all ordinary people; there are no strong individuals, but there are evil people.
"This isn't a big problem. They're just a group of ordinary people. Even if there are bad guys among them, I'm not afraid."
His path is simply that he's not good at fighting, not that he's a complete noob; he can still put up a fight.
"Is anyone here? Need a room?"
"Oh, sir, are you alone?"
"Yes, just me, in one room, for one night."
He took out a few coins and slapped them on the table. The waiter in charge of receiving guests then escorted the fortune teller to his room.
"Please wait a moment, your food will be here shortly."
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