However, if we think about it that way, what could have happened to make the two of them stay away for so long?
Their swordsmanship and experience are rarely flawed, and their ability to deal with magic and escape danger is also trustworthy. The city's guard forces are no match for them, and those wild mages whose abilities are no better than mine are nothing more than easy snacks delivered to their doorstep, and they won't be too troublesome.
Could it be that these two secretly went to the place I agreed to meet the little one yesterday behind my back? But judging from the light outside, it's probably not even evening yet.
Just as I was lost in thought, even considering using my senses to search the vicinity, the woman sitting nearby finally spoke again after a long period of contemplation and silence: "Without a doubt, what you just saw was far more terrifying and horrifying than what I have ever witnessed." She shook her head. "Back then, when I first 'saw' my neighbor's child die tragically under an oxcart, I had nightmares about it for almost half a month."
"Why do I have nightmares?" I asked, puzzled.
While witnessing such a scene firsthand can certainly leave a deep shadow on one's heart, it is not something that happened to oneself; it is merely the misfortune of others.
For me, this level of memory is nothing more than going back to eat, taking a shower to cool down my brain, reading books to fill my mind with knowledge, and then sleeping a little longer. It's just a weak memory that can be easily cleared up, and it won't affect my mood or cause me to have nightmares for a long time.
The woman lowered her head slightly, clasped her hands together in front of her chest, like a statue of a saint in prayer, and said in a soft, hesitant voice, "Because...guilt?"
"...Are you feeling guilty for not being able to save that child?"
The blind woman pursed her lips and nodded gently.
"But this is clearly not your problem, since you only saw it, and didn't even understand what was happening at the time." Just like me just now.
But the person who was reassured didn't see it that way: "I had the opportunity to save him. If I had just told the people around me, I could have easily saved a life. But I chose to be like a truly blind person, turning a blind eye to it, and even agonizing over the reasons, hesitating whether I should have spoken up. This was indeed my mistake."
I always felt she underestimated herself too much, and if it weren't for that ability, she really should just be an ordinary, unremarkable blind person. Besides, it's not a good habit to always try to take responsibility for everything.
However, we were strangers who had only met three times. Although we had some common topics because of what had just happened, we didn't have a deep relationship. I couldn't make any judgments or dissuade others from their lifestyles.
But thinking about it this way, perhaps this is also a hidden reason behind her attempt to become someone who can heal others?
“But wasn’t it said that the disaster was foreseen? Is this also considered a foresight?” I noticed the discrepancy in her words.
The saintess exclaimed "Ah!" and shook her head: "That was just a side effect. Right after that, the scene I saw changed to the village where I was staying, which suddenly turned into a waist-high wasteland.
I tilted my head in confusion.
"Isn't it strange? Why would you assume it's a disaster just because you see a village that was once inhabited has turned into a wasteland? But if you noticed the hungry monsters hiding in the withered grass, and the piles of decaying human skeletons left in the collapsed buildings, then there would be no other explanation."
"...How many times have you encountered this situation so far?"
"If we start counting from when I acquired this ability, it's been about once every three to four days on average, and I've accumulated about 621 times so far."
"So, is it feasible? Or rather, is there a solution?"
Even with my recent experience, I've never been one to readily believe such claims. Furthermore, the woman before me doesn't seem to be a prophetic mage with the power to forcefully bring to life what she foresees. This absurd statement is therefore highly questionable.
The world is clearly peaceful and tranquil now. Even with the annual beast tide, it's just a matter of everyone working together, gritting their teeth and enduring it smoothly. How could we possibly face a crisis large enough to destroy the entire world so easily?
However, it's strange, both before and now, even though this is a fact that everyone should know, there's clearly some undercurrent stirring up beneath the surface, spreading similar messages from time to time...
A flash of inspiration, accompanied by a faint sting, appeared deep within my mind, and was perfectly captured by the open net of thoughts.
I remember when we were dealing with the aftermath of the unexpected beast tide attack on the Sacred Tree Barrier, Yao mentioned that the Star Cultist I happened to bump into in the woodworking workshop, who claimed to be the shop owner's apprentice, had already left the city and headed northwest before we were about to go find him.
At the time, we were busy assisting with the handling of the incident, and we were also repeatedly brought back by Hikari to rest and heal our wounds. In addition, we lost access to information about the other party's whereabouts. As a result, we were unable to track down any further information about that guy.
Judging from his trajectory at the time, he may have already quietly infiltrated Tianqi City and settled in a sufficiently safe place.
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