City in the Sky, Prophet's Tower.

Even within the Silver Alliance, the Prophet's Tower is an unusually mysterious and forbidden place.

It was almost unknown to outsiders, and the only people who could enter and leave it were a special profession who wore silver robes and carried a thick book in his arms—the dossier scholar.

The Prophet's Tower is an important place for dossier scholars to observe the general trend of the world and record the secrets of the world.

At this moment, on a small stone platform on the seventh floor of the Prophet's Tower, a strange old man in a simple white robe, with an old and frail face and a pair of tortoiseshell glasses on the bridge of his nose, was looking from afar against the railing, silently inspecting the sky city illuminated by the warm sun.

It was a long time before he withdrew his gaze and turned back to the inside of the tower.

It was a magical secret room full of knowledge, with little furniture and stacks of strange books. All the books are stacked against the wall, leading to the roof that is more than ten meters high. They were staggered and skewed with each other, and it was only because of the weight of the books on them that they did not collapse.

Standing indoors and looking around, you can hardly see anything other than books except books. In the middle of the room was a small desk more than half a meter high, on which were placed countless volumes, books, notes, and other things that were spread out, half-hidden, or stacked together.

And from where the old man stood, there were piles of books scattered along the road leading to the small desk. Anyone who wants to walk here must be careful, otherwise one careless will cause a terrible 'landslide'.

With the old man's weakened physique, it was obvious that he could not withstand such a disaster.

Moreover, there are many magic books with sorcery fluorescence on the surface of these scrolls, and once the protective witch circle on them is triggered, it will definitely cause a terrible havoc here.

At this moment, however, a young man with a delicate face was sitting cross-legged at his desk, holding a strange quill in his hand, writing something on a parchment scroll.

Seeing the old man come back from a distraction, the little guy raised his head, and his big bright eyes flashed with curiosity.

"Teacher, did you see anything again?"

It is no wonder that the little guy asks so much, according to the old man's past, it is his fixed habit to go to the rooftop in the afternoon to look at the scene around the sky city. This time is usually not less than half an hour, and it is also the only 'leisure activity' he has.

The rest of the time, he spends his time in a sea of books, writing and drawing, documenting major events around the world.

Yes, that's a singular ability of dossier scholars.

They are witnesses of history, they are recorders of history, and their naked eyes can see mysterious events happening somewhere in the plane from thousands of miles away. These events are big or small, but without exception, they can profoundly affect the future development direction of the whole world......

Dossier scholars don't need too much sorcery ability, but only a pious and convincing belief in fate. If the wizarding world is the wizard's world, then their group of people is the magician in the wizard, but they do not believe in a certain strong man, but the hidden behind the scenes, like a super complex but incomparably precise giant machine that controls everything.

They are servants of the forces of fate, devout followers of the forces of fate.

They never interfere with the operation of fate, but as a humble servant, with their own eyes and their own pen, they watch and record all the big and small events that affect the development of the entire wizarding world.

The place where they appear is often a sign that a major event is about to take place there that will profoundly change the future direction of the world.

They would use their pen and paper to record every moment of history when a genius wizard went from birth to maturity to the pinnacle of glory, and then archived them in detail in the vault of the Prophet's Tower.

These documents, these secret files, except for the dossier scholars, even the chairman and vice president of the Silver Alliance have no right to access.

The entire Tower of the Prophet is like a strange organization isolated from the world, relying on no one and harming no one, silently observing and supervising all important events in the plane at a height that ordinary people cannot understand.

And what gave them that power was the omniscient eye that rested on the spire of the Prophet's Tower.

Any dossier scholar who is in the Tower of the Prophet will be amplified by the omniscient eye. Except for a few areas of the wizarding world that were affected by strange powers, the rest of the wizarding world was like a picture scroll in their eyes, ready to unfold at any time, and they could turn their eyes to it at any time.

In the eyes of dossier scholars, there are no secrets in the world!

However, at this moment, this old man, who was not good-looking, but firmly controlled the entire Prophet Tower and nearly a hundred scholars in it, seemed quite excited, and began to wave his arms as soon as he entered the room.

"Fate is flowing...... Fate is in flux...... Once again, the river of fate has sent me a warning that a revolution and upheaval that will profoundly change the future of the wizarding world is taking place in the middle of the continent...... Fast...... Fast...... Inform Indal at once that I have asked his group of eagles to be dispatched and to record for me everything that happened there......"

It was the first time that the young apprentice had seen his teacher so excited that he had reached a level of nervousness. He hurriedly brushed away the scroll that was being copied in front of him, found a strange crystal from the depths of a pile of books beside him, put it on the desk, and began to slowly rub and whisper.

A moment later, the light and shadow in the middle of the study room flickered, and a half-body phantom of a middle-aged man with a calm and resolute face emerged. He wore a badge engraved with a scroll and quills on his robe, and a magical pattern of a strange eye painted in the center of his forehead.

That's the sign of the all-knowing eye!

"Lord Tower, what happened when you summoned me in such a hurry?" the visitor bowed to the old man, looking still confused.

"Indar, send all the members of your Eagle Group to the middle of the continent at once! There, in a place called Iron Forest City, a major incident is taking place. I ask you to get close and observe and give me a complete record of what happened there. ”

"All the members of the Eagle Group?" the middle-aged man raised his head in surprise, but then he nodded and said, "I understand, my lord, I will give the order! I will rush there in person, preside over the arrangement of everything, and I will never disappoint you......

Remember, the thread of fate is always hidden in all kinds of bizarre events. Your task is to find out the true thread of destiny, carefully observe and record how fate affects the future development through people and events. In particular, you need to find out the 'individual' who drives the main line of destiny, and he is the core that we should observe and understand the most!"

"Yes!"

As the Indar bowed, the half-length image slowly disappeared.

Half an hour later, a strange man dressed in a silver robe, armed with a sheepskin scroll and a quill, suddenly appeared in the secret chambers of the Prophet's Tower. They came to the stone window of the tower, and transformed into a giant eagle with a tall horse, and rushed into the sky with a scream.

Eleven giant eagles circled three times above the Prophet's Tower, and under the leadership of the leader, their wings turned, and they flew swiftly in the direction of the middle of the continent without hesitation.

The young dossier apprentice who was lying on the railing of the platform couldn't help but withdraw his envious gaze and look at his teacher.

"Teacher, I'm ......"

"Don't even think about it! You're still young, you haven't experienced the world, and you don't know the sinister nature of the outside world. Traveling like this will be a big loss. ”

"If I go with Uncle Indal, it'll be fine, right?"

"Hmph, they have a task on their part, and they can't be distracted to take care of you. Besides, how many of the archive volumes in the middle of the continent have you read?"

As soon as the old man mentioned this, the young dossier apprentice's head immediately grew a little.

"Teacher, the entire central part of the continent alone is filled with three hundred secret rooms from the archived secret scrolls of history, I ...... I...... I saw the year 31428 of the wizarding calendar......"

"That is to say, you have only learned more than 1,500 years of history in the middle of the continent, and there are still more than 30,000 years waiting for you to read it! I will not let you go out to travel until you have read the entire general history of the continent and become a real scholar of the dossier......

After listening to the old man's answer, the muscles on the young dossier apprentice's face couldn't help but twitch violently. It took him two full years to study the ancient scrolls day and night, and he was able to grasp the development and changes and course of the central continent in the past thousand years.

But if you want to extend the historical process you have mastered to 30,000 years ago, and also include the development of the three major wizarding organizations, the terrifying amount of reading is desperate to think about.

"Soenke, this is the basic skill of the dossier scholars. You will not be able to hold the quill unless you rub away the anxiety and laziness of human nature in a sea of books. Every scholar who walks out of the Tower of the Prophet and represents the omniscient eye is a trustworthy companion. And you...... It's still far from it!"

"That'...... Teacher, if there are apprentices who can't bear this complicated and boring life and want to give up halfway, what will happen to them?" Thorne's eyes couldn't help but flicker a little.

"Haha...... The Tower of the Prophet is a place from which no one can take away the secrets of the world. If you can't become a dossier, then the moment you give up, everything you remember in your mind will disappear. ”

Speaking of this, the old man looked out the window with his witch wand and said leisurely: "No one can take away the secrets here! They are destined to belong to the ...... here."

The young Thornke wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, calmed his mind for a moment, bowed to the old man, and returned to the wooden table to devote himself to reading and recording.

And above the spire of the tower, a strange eyeball with a golden sheen is tirelessly watching into the distance.

In the place where its golden vision is invested, the fog of fate dissipates, and scenes of bizarre scenes are presented, faintly showing the various states of the world shrouded in the rules of fate......