If prophecy is magic, Karil is happy to prophesy herself. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info this kind of divination, fortune-telling and other things have always made her more interested. It's a pity that the prophecy system has been extinct a long time ago. Or rather, it has always only existed in legends, and it may be more accurate to come back.

Kahlil even wondered if it really existed.

WHEN IT'S AMBIGUOUS,KALIL REALLY WANTS TO SEE WHAT THE CONSEQUENCES OF DIFFERENT CHOICES CAN BE.,IT'S LIKE SAVING A FILE BEFORE MAKING A CHOICE WHEN PLAYING GALGAME.,AND THEN IF THE LINE DOESN'T FEEL GOOD, READ THE FILE AGAIN.,Or simply look at the strategy.,More excessive students will also directly receive CG packages or something.。 If there was a guide that would help her make certain decisions, she would love to read it.

It's a pity that there is no help, and there is no opportunity to read the file, which makes Carlil feel very sorry.

What kind of words that know in advance what fun there will be in the future life, are the guys who are too smooth in life, and this kind of local tyrant in life can only say, like those who can only be confused or conscientious and mess around, so they don't have the leisure to think about what to know if it will be fun in the future. If she didn't know in advance, maybe she wouldn't have a future at all under some choices.

In the end, Kahlil or Su Yu used to be just an ordinary dying junior, if it weren't for all kinds of unbelievable things, she would have mixed in college for more than a year, had a few more sleepy meetings with her group of unreliable roommates, and then returned to her nest to squat during the holidays, wasting the vacation time.

At that time, although there was waste, no money, and no great ability, there were few things to worry about, and there was no opportunity to hover on the edge of life and death several times as I think back now. If there really is a worldline theory, I would have died several times in some worlds.

Fortunately, I'm still alive.

Carlil now had no idea if she had made the right decision to go to Angus, if she really should have done so, and what the impact of intervening in Angus's plan would be in the middle of it. This kind of approach, which she feels a little unreliable, is actually not Karyl's style at all, she should have thought carefully after grasping all kinds of information and finally made the most correct arrangement, instead of casually playing a little temper like now.

But it's really a tiring thing to think about it all the time, and you really can't expect a girl to stay in that state all the time, sometimes you just have to follow your feelings.

Early tomorrow morning, Raymond and Frosa will be sent home by Carlil, and then he will take the other two to directly follow the route of the map, find a suitable time to forcefully insert Angus's route, connect with him, and then join Angus's raid plan. And what has already been counted as a member of the plan is the actual Carlil Personal Guard, Matthew's mercenary group...... It's just that now they are not mercenaries, but regular troops.

A somewhat win-lose mentality haunted Carlil at dinner, and although the decision was made, she didn't have enough confidence, which made her feel a little unhappy, and she didn't seem to be able to come up with a better plan. I really don't want to go home right now. I always feel like I'm missing out on a lot of opportunities.

At the town's only still open restaurant, a few people occupied a corner of the hall and ate their dinner around the table. There are really no resources at your disposal in this place, and it would be nice to be able to make something to eat, and you can't expect anything good from the things in the store - but unexpectedly, the wine tastes okay.

It's just that none of this can interest Carlil at the moment, and she still looks depressed, eating and eating, tapping the edge of the plate with a spoon from time to time, not knowing what is going on in her head.

"Why, it's always so unenergetic, it's not like your style." Angelo's voice suddenly drifted in his ears, pulling Karil back from her fugue state.

"Ah...... yes......" Kahlil put down her spoon and looked at the bit of meat on her plate, picking up her knife and fork to cut off a piece of it. She didn't quarrel with Angelo, but stopped the conversation after a very unnutritious nonsense, so that Angelo didn't say anything more.

In this state, no one else at the table would be able to see it, but no one came out to talk about her. Whenever Carlil showed some weakness on the surface, others would suddenly compare her with her current appearance, so that it seemed to be taken for granted, and even sometimes there were some illusions because such a girl was burdened with too many things, and if it was a party like Angus, it would be estimated that there would be a sense of guilt.

However, the group of people who are familiar with Karil's living habits know that there is this state occasionally, and this is her low period, which has not happened before. And in the end, she still took care of everything, there was nothing to worry about, but the way she looked now was a little uneasy.

"If you're tired, rest early." Raymond said to Karil across the table.

A pretty standard setting, where this kind of small restaurant has a hotel upstairs...... Or maybe this kind of small inn sometimes has a restaurant on the first floor. So when a group of people finish eating and want to take a break, they just have to go upstairs, and soon there will be a small room for everyone to live in. There is a bed that is not comfortable but large enough to sleep in, so that everyone can recharge enough energy to face the day.

Although the food in this restaurant is really not delicious, it is a little more varied, and it still has its advantages compared with the army's rations. So sometimes the garrison here will also come to eat something. Basically, switching from one soup to another soup that is almost the same as another is already a tooth sacrifice for them.

This allows the food in the restaurant to at least remain in a circulating state, so that nothing can be taken out, but unlike the guest rooms, which have not been used for a long time, the owner here has also neglected to clean them, which makes them a little dusty. The soldiers might come for a meal if they had time, but they couldn't stop by for a night on the water.

So after a group of people hurriedly eat, they were greeted by a small room with a somewhat muddy air. The price is cheap and the housing is sufficient, mainly because each room is really not too big, so it was quickly settled on one room. As everyone's stop tonight, the day can be hastily ended after washing.

Tomorrow is a new beginning.

Karil sat alone in the room, two candles filling the room with bright yellow candlelight, not too bright but enough to make a clear view of everything in the room. A bed, a table, two chairs, and a huge wooden box in the corner of the wall were basically all the furnishings in this room.

"I want to go home......"

She lay on the table, her hands pressed under her head. He wore a loose nightgown, hung his ears on his head, hung his tail from behind his chair, and pointed his tail on the ground.

Evenings are a time of sentimentality, and it's okay to see that Carlil, who seems to be heartless, eats, drinks, chats, and then goes to sleep. But when things are in mind, some hidden emotions are easy to emerge and occupy the upper hand of the mood.

She was homesick again, thinking about the small room that belonged to Su Yu at the beginning. Otherwise, Natalia's weird workshop with its giant windmills could have ...... None of this can be done, and Andris Castle is barely qualified to be called home. She really doesn't have much affection for it except for the comfortable environment, and it's not so much a home as a house.

If only someone could come and touch their heads, just like they did when they were children.

Carlil pressed her whole face against her hands, blocking her expression from all angles, and even if there were no mirrors around for her to look at now, she knew that her eyes must be red now.

She wasn't afraid to go to Angus and fight with everyone all the way, all the way in from the outside, and she was even looking forward to the moment when she encountered the Ice Crystal Dragon after going behind enemy lines. Whether it is Kahlil or Natalia, many people's lives have already been buried directly or indirectly, the existence of magic and alchemy makes the process of killing people very ethereal, and killing people under the shroud of various status gaps is very unreal...... Karil doesn't like to do these things, but she's not afraid to do them, and Natalia's life has already allowed her to face it all straightforwardly.

But that's not the problem.

Carlil can be very cheeky and privately decide to join Angus's plan, and can be cheeky not to think about whether it will cause Angus and them any trouble, and even to live and die regardless of these messes such as Skaloa and Andris, and the source that really makes Carlil feel bad is a problem.

The uneasiness about the uncertainty of going to Angus was only superficial, and it was at best what made Carlil hesitate to talk to the crowd in the afternoon, and it wasn't enough to drag her whole state of mind into an underestimation after dinner.

She was afraid, and every time she made a stage decision, she would think about what she would get and what kind of state she would be in after completing it. And the final answer to this question is the same every time, that is, she still has to live aimlessly in this world, and the best result is just a waste of time here without worrying about food and clothing. And this is only enough to meet the needs of a person's survival.

Su Yu wants to go home, think about her best friend, miss her parents, miss her elderly grandmother, and miss her roommate. I miss the days when I was truly my own, instead of wandering in this world where there was nothing. And that goal seems to be out of reach. Every time she thinks about it, she loses her motivation to move forward.

But now, it's a little better than it used to be.

At least she had the last one percent of hope to gamble on. Kahlil felt that perhaps this was the most important thing she had to do in her life. (To be continued.) )