Chapter 122 Reverse Divination, the Most Deadly

Knights are divided into different professions such as Holy Light Knights and War Knights according to the different gods they believe in.

To become a Knight of Holy Light, one needs to join one of the three major knightly orders under the church: the Knights Templar, the Knights Hospitaller, and the Knights Black Cross, and pray to the Holy Light to gain extraordinary powers.

Hildreth is a strategic knight. After being promoted to the fourth ring, he has become a strong man who can defeat an entire city. When leading the troops, he will provide morale support to the team.

Ye Zhi remembered that after being promoted to the fourth ring, the knights under the Black Knight also had the ability to "see through lies".

Of course, this lie was limited to ordinary lies. Even Hilde could not see through the God-given deception like the 'flawless lie'.

Ye Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a little strange.

Huh? Why should I be relieved?

"I...will go back and rest first." Hildreth's cheeks flushed slightly, and she spoke a little haltingly. "I will seriously consider the next itinerary. Anyway..."

Ye Zhi was fascinated by the beauty of the melting iceberg. Seeing her stand up awkwardly, he said softly, "Good night, Ye Zhi."

In the light of the candle, Ye Zhi saw her back gradually moving away, and her right hand raised the queen chess piece that she was holding tightly, placing it close to her chest.

The door closed and the hall fell silent.

Ye Zhi stared at her disappearing back and remained silent for a long time. He thought he was a life player who only cared about food, but at this moment his heartbeat quickened.

Immediately shaking his head, Ye Zhi thought to himself… This conversation undoubtedly helped Xilude grow, and the improved ring of life proved this point.

But because of this, Yeats felt that the day of separation between her and Hilde was getting closer, and she would inevitably embark on a journey in the north.

It is because of separation that reunion seems so precious.

Compared to the cold and lonely red-haired Valkyrie in the game.

In this world, Hildurde has Sora by her side and someone she wants to protect, and she has a bit of the bright and beautiful look that a girl should have...

Ye Zhi thought of her delicate and rosy cheeks, stood up, and paced in the lord's hall for a while, his eyes flickering.

"Winter is coming to an end, and it's time to face the last challenge before spring!"

*Grey is sledding.

The sun was weak, shining on the silvery white snow, with a faint golden glow. On the snowy hillside, the three sled idiots were galloping in the snow, panting, and sitting on the sled chair pulled by the rope was a cheering dragon girl.

Father Andres, who came yesterday, was depressing, but this did not affect Gray's good mood today. She still patrolled the territory according to the task assigned by Yeats.

A sleepy owl flew over Gray's head. Gray called out, "Owl, you studied all night again?"

The Snow Owl landed on Gray's head, folded its wings, squinted its eyes and yawned, then complained, "

"Gu! (ω)"

I've been learning the art of flying recently, but it's so difficult. Even Teacher Blueberry can't teach me, let alone that old man.

Gray grabbed the round-faced fat chicken on his head with both hands, put it in his arms and rubbed its head, and asked curiously: "Aren't you born with the ability to fly? Why do you need to learn flying skills?"

"Gu! (〃-ω)"

Snowy Owl was so sleepy that he could hardly open his eyes and explained lazily.

This spell can allow others to fly. Once I learn it, you and the master will be able to fly into the sky.

Gray suddenly realized and said, "Back home, I usually fly with my elders."

Snowy Owl was stunned: "Gu?"

Is your elder a human?

Gray laughed heartily: "Haha, of course not!"

Snow Owl nodded thoughtfully: "Gu..."

No wonder Gray's ideas are so fresh and unconventional...

In the Lord's Mansion, Ye Zhi browsed the report sent by Richie. The monsters around Whitefish Port have been cleared out. Merchant ships have been entering the port one after another, and tax revenue has been further increased.

At this time, Fokasi, who was wearing plate armor, walked in and asked curiously, "Master, recently the appetite of Radish has doubled. I think it has been promoted to an elite creature. What's going on?"

Magic pets have combat power ratings corresponding to ring numbers, such as extraordinary level, elite level, and commander level.

Yeats told Phocas that Radish had been blessed and promoted by the Black Knight, and Phocas was stunned.

"After the spring, I will help you find a potion that can restore the ring of life, the Manticore potion." Ye Zhi smiled, "With it, you should be able to return to the third ring, Fucas."

The Manticore is a brutal creature with a scorpion's tail and a head like a lion. It is even more ferocious than a griffin. The materials from its body are often used as potions for warriors and knights to enhance their combat power and soul strength.

For Yeats, relying on his master-level attainments in food preparation, he could cook it into delicious food and help Phocas recover.

Fokasi was touched. He took out a thin woolen sweater from the small bag he brought with him and said, "Master, this is a new sweater I knitted for you. You can change into it when spring comes. Also, it's the time when you are most likely to get sick during the season change. You should take good care of yourself. I have prepared a few bottles of commonly used medicines here..."

Ye Zhi listened to the mother-like chatter, watched the old knight take out the medicine bottle from his arms, and smiled:

"I don't need it yet, Phocas, you can keep it for yourself."

Phokas nodded and put the bottle of antidote back into his arms, which made Ye Zhi's mouth twitch.

You have antidotes hidden on you, right?

*In the attic.

The white-robed wizard had a wrinkled face and his eyes gleamed with wisdom as he stared at the crystal ball on the table.

The arrival of Father Andres gave Candela a bad feeling, but he was not sure whether this feeling was reliable.

Although Kendela was also proficient in the spells of the prophecy school, when it came to prophecy, Kendela felt that it would be more reliable to consult an old friend of his.

This mage of the School of Prophecy, named 'Rumen', is the mage who holds the seat of the School of Prophecy among the seven councilors of the Mages Guild, and is also a six-ring master.

The crystal ball showed a table covered with red velvet and a stack of tarot cards on the table.

Please...collect 6...9...books...!

The origin of Tarot cards is still uncertain. Some say it was invented by the old gods of the Moon River, while others say it is a divination tool created by the great wizard Merlin.

In the crystal ball, an old and aged voice sounded:

"Kandela, aren't you in the North? Why did you suddenly think of contacting me?"

Kendra got straight to the point: "I am currently at Morning Frost Ridge on the border of Golden Lion, preparing to fight the Ancient White Dragon, but I don't know if this trip will go smoothly, so I want to ask you for divination."

"Don't you always disbelieve my divination results, Kendra?" The voice was somewhat gloating. "Why did you think of asking me now?"

"I don't completely believe it, but your result can at least give me some reminders." Candela said calmly.

"Divination can easily be punished by fate. What are you going to pay for it?"

In the crystal ball, a pair of fair hands appeared that did not match the old voice, and they rubbed their hands expectantly.

"I owe you a favor," Kendra said calmly.

"... After all, you're not going to pay, right?"

The voice sighed and said, "Well, you are indeed the one with the widest knowledge in the field of magic among the Seven Councilors. Even you have a bad feeling, so I will help you with divination this time."

"Then keep thinking about the question you want to ask in your mind, and then tell me a number between 1 and 78." said the prophecy wizard Lumen.

Kendela randomly reported a number, and Rumen cut the cards according to the number he provided, then drew out three tarot cards and placed them on the table mat.

"What was the result?" Kendra asked.

"The cards haven't been revealed yet, why are you in such a hurry?" Lumen said, turning over the cards one by one, his voice somewhat surprised, "Magician upright, Sun upright, Strength upright!"

"These three cards all represent power and success, which means your action this time will be quite smooth, Kendra!"

Kendela's face turned pale in an instant.

If other fortune tellers said so, Kendra might be happy.

But the entire Mage Guild knows that Rumen’s divination results should be viewed in reverse. If he predicts success, then there is a high probability that he will fail!

In his early years, Lumen was just an unknown fortune teller who accumulated knowledge of the prophecy school by fortune telling for others, and he almost starved to death.

Because he never predicted correctly.

Until one day, someone did the opposite of what Lumen predicted and was surprised to find that it came true. After several subsequent experiments, they got the same result. From then on, they worshipped Lumen as a god.

As time went by, Lumen's fame spread, and he became the master of the "School of Prophecy" in the Mage Guild.

Lumen himself was quite annoyed by the praise from others and angrily said: "My predictions are accurate! You insist on looking at it the other way around, which is clearly a disrespect for my divination!"

Others: “Ah, yes, yes, yes…”

At this moment, looking at the divination results given by Rumen, Candela was in tears.

This operation was not going smoothly at all, it was clearly intended to bury me!

Lumen smiled and said, "Then I will be waiting for your good news, Kendra."

Kendra said calmly, "No hurry, help me with something in the Mage Guild."

"What is it?"

Kendra said unhappily, "Prepare for my resurrection ceremony!"

(End of this chapter)