At the same time, in a palace complex only a few dozen miles away from the Cavendi alchemy venue, there was a room with floor-to-ceiling windows nearly ten meters high, the room was decorated with extremely fine yew wood furniture, the floor was covered with a pure gray-black San Andrean alpine velvet carpet, and the pendulum of the grandfather clock placed in the corner of the wall was shining, which was extremely pure gold. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The room is huge, but there are very few people in the room.

One of them stood in front of the window, his face out of sight because his back was to the room, but judging by his tall figure and slender and well-proportioned figure, he must have been quite young.

The fabric of the garment he wore was glittering and quite high-class at first glance, and at the trim of the cuffs and neckline, intricate patterns were embroidered with gold thread and silver filigree, which were scepters, flowers, swords, dragons, and eagles.

He had short brown hair, slightly curly, and a crown made of Mithril that was slightly thinner than his little finger.

The other was dressed in a robe that had been dragged to the ground, with various pockets on it, which was easily reminiscent of an alchemist with various materials all over his body, but unlike ordinary alchemists, most of the pockets on his robe were empty, and they were all clean, without the slightest residue or mineral powder.

His face was a bit old, though the average person didn't notice it first when they saw him, and they would have been drawn to his strange right eye, which was made of metal that looked somewhat like brass, but other than that it was a sphere, had nothing in common in appearance with the real eye.

In what should have been the white of the eye, the surface of this metal eye has been etched with esoteric and obscure words with a long series of incantations, they are densely arranged on the eyeball, reminiscent of dead ants, and the center of the eyeball should be the pupil where it should not be, but a small, black hole, bottomless, as if it can go straight to the brain and skull behind this eye.

Some creepy taste.

"Master of the Eye of Destiny, your disciple should be announcing your prophecy at this time, I can't help but wonder what kind of expressions those young people will have on their faces when they hear your prophecy about my sister, and I can't help but laugh when I think about it. ”

A young man wearing a crown and dressed in a gorgeous costume stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring into the distance, and said in a smiling voice.

"Your Highness, everything will be as you wish, and Princess Princesse Linhina will surely fall into trouble and whirlpool. ”

The old man in the old robe bowed his head in a somewhat hoarse voice.

"But to be honest, I didn't have much hope for such a trick, that sister of mine was arrogant and arrogant since she was a child, and often didn't even pay attention to my brother, plus she was beautiful and a princess, so almost everyone was sycophant to her, especially the young men, and the sight of her wagging her tail and begging for mercy and wanting to crawl on the ground and kiss her feet was simply disgusting, so I was still a little skeptical that the person you said could really appear, Master. ”

The young man standing by the window turned his head and could finally see his face clearly.

His skin is excellent, his face is full of the sense of dignity that can only be cultivated by being pampered to the extreme, his eyes are deep, the bridge of his nose is high, and his appearance can be called quite handsome, but such a face does not look kind, perhaps because of the arrogance and indifference revealed in his eyebrows.

"I'm just a prophet, not a god, and even a god can't be sure of his fate. ”

The old man's eyes were fixed on the ground, and he spoke slowly.

"Great, so what am I asking you to do?"

The young man smirked.

The old man in the robe didn't answer the question right away, he sat there, the blue and yellow false eyes in his eye sockets slowly turning, as if there were invisible gears pulling inside, and the bottomless black hole finally stopped in the direction of the young man in the Chinese costume.

"Your Highness spent a pleasant night with your two maids last night. ”

The old man said in a light tone.

"You!"

The young man standing by the window took a step back with a somewhat frightened expression.

"The past is easier to see than the future, because they are often things that have already happened, and I wonder if this reason will satisfy you? ”

The old man lowered his eyes and put on a humble look.

The young man was silent for a moment, frowned slightly, and asked in a tentative tone, "So, master, can you see all my past?"

"Not really. The old man shook his head and said: "Just as the more distant the future is, the more ambiguous it is, the more distant the past is, the more it will be hidden behind the deep fog of history, I can vaguely see the events of the previous few days on Your Highness, but I can't see all your past, Your Highness." ”

"But you haven't revealed these things to anyone before, have you?

The young man, who had recovered from the shock, finally regained some of his senses, and he asked a question.

The old man smiled.

"I'm just a prophet. ”

He replied with no lack of humor.

The young man was also a top smart man, and he quickly understood what the old man meant.

"So Master of the Eye of Destiny, have you decided to side with me?"

When he asked this question, his expression was both serious and expectant.

"I'm just a prophet. ”

The old man repeated what he had said several times before.

A hint of disappointment flashed in the young man's eyes, but the look was fleeting, and the trained smile on his face was back on his face, but it seemed to be more enthusiastic than the previous one.

"Anyway, thank you Master for your help this time. ”

"Nothing, in fact, I'm just saying what I've really seen, it's not lying against my will, it's not against my own morality, so you don't need to care much. ”

The old man waved his hand.

"So what the master means is that my sister will really be taken away by a guy who suddenly appeared out of nowhere?"

The young man reacted suddenly, and his tone suddenly became anxious.

The old man raised his head, his real eyes and the metal prosthetic eye stared at the young man who almost rushed in front of him at the same time, and said in a calm and unhurried tone: "Your Highness, I still have to emphasize again, I am only a prophet, not a god. ”