The Twilight Sage Avinia Kinez is known for her great powers of foresight, and Rosen has actually witnessed her power to accurately predict their every move a thousand years from now.

It's just that this is not the memory left by Avinia, after all, the Avinia in front of her is just a corner of Queen Rivendell's memory, so Rosen doesn't think that the other party can predict his existence.

What's more, since merging with Fina, Avinia's ability to foresee has long been sealed, and she can't spy on the future after that.

So when he saw Avinia, Rosen just sighed a little.

The woman was as flamboyant as ever, her long aqua blue hair draped over the lace-patterned gown skirt that accentuated her snowy skin, and at this point in time she had awakened, her eyes were not blue, but brilliant gold, a sign of the continued effect of her abilities.

Everyone marveled at Avinia's beauty, but the woman made her way through the crowd to Reed Gray.

"Avinia, last night's ......"

The wolf wrangler hadn't finished his sentence, for Avinia had already slapped him in the face, making a crisp thud in the face.

"Uh......"

Rosen didn't expect such an entanglement between the two, he knew that Reed Gray could have grabbed Avinia's hand if he really wanted to stop it, but he didn't do that, obviously he was a little weak-hearted.

The dispute between the two also attracted whispers from the nobles, but no one dared to ask the reason for the matter, in their opinion, the Sage could no longer be regarded as a "human" like them, but more like the messenger of the goddess in the mortal world.

The quarrels of the gods, mortals dare not interfere.

Although Avinia suppressed her feelings, her anger could be seen in her trembling hands clutching at the corners of her clothes.

"I'll admit, I drank too much for a while, but you enjoyed it too, didn't you...... Besides, you should have foreseen all of this......"

Before Reed Gray could finish speaking, he heard a roar, and the glasses that were close to him shattered, and a visible shockwave burst out from Avinia, whistling and smashing towards Reed Gray.

"This power ......"

Lawson could see that Avinia didn't attack with all her strength, but that blow also gathered the power above the silver level, and if it hit head-on, it would have to suffer a little.

Just as Rosen was angry about how Reed Gray was about to respond, a ripple spread through the air, dissolving the shock wave into an invisible breeze that blew through the hall.

"Don't argue, two. ”

A clear young man's voice came out, causing everyone to turn their heads to look.

Gray-haired, red-eyed, dressed in tattered robes, and holding a long staff with a twisted shape in his hand, he looked quite young, but no one dared to ignore his identity.

The weaver of the law, Veron Eislive.

"Although I don't know what grievances you had last night, as a saint, you still have to pay attention to your image. ”

Seeing Veron, Reed Gray seemed to have found a savior, and in the blink of an eye, he hid behind the small mage.

"Veron, save me. ”

"Well, so you always like to get into trouble, and I can't help you this time. ”

Shrugging his shoulders, Veron was also clearly frustrated by what Reed Gray had done.

Last night, it was supposed to be a grand banquet to celebrate the triumph of Cronor Elis and his companion Cecilia the silver dragon, and then at the banquet, it seemed that something indescribable had happened after the banquet due to the fermentation of alcohol.

That's why we have this scene.

In fact, what Rosen didn't know was that Avinia's prophecy ability also had certain limitations, and the movements of her fellow saints, as well as the movements of the people of chaos themselves, would be interfered with by the other party's own laws in the process of prophecy, so last night's accident was indeed unexpected.

"It turns out that these two people still have this kind of relationship. ”

Rosen couldn't help but think of the complicated expression of Avinia when she saw the wolf knight's sword in her hand under the endless abyss at that time, and now that she thought about it, it might also contain a bit of resentment.

Veron mediated for a while, and Avinia barely managed to stop beating Reed Gray.

On the one hand, she did have a crush on the wolf herder, but the identity of the Sage made Avinia reserved.

On the other hand, or most of all, when she woke up this morning after an indescribable night, Avinia actually found Reed Gray not winging!

She could accept that she had developed a further relationship with the other person, but she could not accept that Reed Gray treated her like the women of the past.

Of course, Rosen didn't know these details, and he was now waiting with anticrative antiquation for the other Sages to appear.

If he could, he would love to talk to this remembered Graysius, and perhaps be able to unravel the secret of why he had traveled to Graysius's remains.

But before that, he met another acquaintance.

Long silver hair was coiled up, and golden vertical pupils were looking at the three sages, this girl was dressed in a black dress, her skin was fair, and there was a kind of spontaneous vitality.

Next to her stood a tall man, dark brown curly hair, dressed in armor, with a roaring dragon carved on his shoulder, the man's eyes were clear, as if they had not been polluted by any worldly fireworks, and the man saw the three of them and showed a sincere smile.

"The relationship between the three of you seems to be pretty good. ”

As soon as he said this, the girl next to him immediately pinched the man, causing him to turn his face away for some unknown reasons.

"What's the matter, Cecilia, why are you pinching me?"

"Say less......"

Cecilia sighed.

For Rosen, the maiden is more familiar with Claire, the Queen of the Ashes, and that man is undoubtedly Crowno Elis, the Wings of the Firmament.

When the nobles saw the saints appear one by one, their voices of admiration continued, and the original accident gradually faded away, and the banquet returned to its original liveliness.

"It's time for us to gather intelligence. ”

Rosen said that since they have come here, in addition to solving the problems given by the Elven Queen, they can also get a lot of information from the Sage by the way to solve the problems they are currently encountering.

Even, Rosen guessed that if this place was indeed a complete replica of the illusion of the past, they could directly use the help of the Sage to find the trace of that monster.

With this in mind, Rosen pulled Tia up and walked towards one of the Sages.

"Hello, Lord Cecilia. ”

He said to the silver-haired dragon girl.