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"Wouldn't there be a lot of visitors who wouldn't be able to get the prophecy?" Lukka asked. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Escor nodded, "The fee is ten gold coins per person, which is very high for most people, but for those who are curious about their future, even if they have to spend a hundred gold coins to try to touch the corners of the future, they will be willing." ”

"What! isn't it a gold coin alone?" Luca asked in surprise, "I thought it was a gold coin alone, so I didn't want to attend, and I wouldn't necessarily be received anyway." ”

Fidel kept Luka, who wanted to walk away, and he said he was willing to pay the ten gold coins for the other party. Fide tells Luca that it is rare to travel to another country for a wedding, which is a good time to take a vacation, and that it doesn't matter if the money is there, maybe Luca is the right person for the prophet to predict the future.

The wait was not very long, and the vast majority of the people who went into the back of the church and came out very quickly were not the right people the prophet wanted. Except for an old man who had received the prophet's prophecy, no one had ever received the prophet's prediction before, and the old man just walked out of the church with a sad face, and his family did not know what the prophet had told the old man, and the old man kept silent.

"Maybe it's not a good thing," Luca looked at the old man who was staggering, "this age is already a very long-lived person, money is not important to them, and the future they care about doesn't seem to be ideal." ”

"Let's face it calmly, who can say for sure what will happen in the future, if it is really predicted by the prophets that there will be any danger in the future, then it is good to try to change it. Both Fide and Lukka nodded, beginning to look forward to the next prophecy.

Escor was the first to enter, and his stay was neither long nor short, and when he came out, his expression was still the same as when he entered.

"Hey, the soothsayer said that my future was a bit interesting at first, but after thinking about it for a while, he asked me to come out, and the ten gold coins were in vain. ”

"At least the soothsayer has some clues for you!" Miranda and Winotki arrived after the Bard entered, their mouths still stained with oil, presumably having just eaten their fill.

Escor shrugged, "Perhaps, it's your turn." ”

Lukka walked in with trepidation, and Fidel knew that although Lukka was a capable and capable man, he was also a young mercenary only twenty-six years old, and his anxiety about the future was understandable. Lukka had been in the Esco calendar a little longer, and as soon as he came out, he couldn't help but cheer, "The prophet gave me a prediction! And a very good future prediction!"

The tourists at the back of the line began to shout about Luca's predictions.

"The soothsayer said that I would become a rich man on the rich side, and that my territory would be as big as a mountain in the future!" Lukka couldn't hold back his excitement and told the four of them all what the soothsayer had said. Fett remembered that Lukka really wanted to join the Knights of the Church, but he was eventually recruited by the mercenary group due to his poor background, and if the future predicted by the prophet was true, it would not be a good thing for Luca, but the territory of a mountain is not too big.

When it was Field's turn to go in, he made a point of questioning the two girls. Neither Winotki nor Miranda wanted to cut the line, and they didn't have much interest in the prophecy. Miranda claims to believe that the future is in her own hands, while Winotki thinks that ten gold coins is too expensive for Captain Fed, even if Captain Fede is willing to pay for her, she will not accept it.

"Captain Fidel, if it's good news, tell us!" Winotki puffed up, both she and Lukka were full of anticipation, after all, this young man with long black hair was the man they followed.

Fed walked through the hallway and saw a number of believers sit-in on either side of the hallway, and a room at the end of the hallway. Fed tossed ten gold coins into a jar full of gold coins, then pushed open the dark purple wooden door and looked inside the room.

From the outside, the room looked like any other building, but when Fede walked inside, he realized that there was something else inside. It's not so much a room as a waterhole, except that a wall is built around the waterhole and a roof is added to the wall. There was a curtain behind the waterhole, and before Fid could figure out the situation, a woman's voice could be heard behind the curtain.

"This visitor, your ability to come here has shown that your future is worthy of the prediction of the prophet, but because of your special situation, it is not me who has given you the prophecy of the future. ”

The other party's voice was softer, much softer than that of Miranda and Winotki, and the water surface of the waterhole did not ripple at all.

"Who's that?" said Field, and as soon as he spoke, the surface of the waterhole rippled.

The light female voice did not reply, and after a while, another female voice came, "I'll predict your future." ”

The woman's voice was so familiar that Fei De seemed to have heard it somewhere. He immediately recalled as many women he had met in his life, but he couldn't remember whose voice it was.

"Please sit in that basin at the waterhole. The gentle female voice came again. Only then did Feder see a wooden basin at his feet, which could hold two people sitting in it at the same time. He didn't hesitate too much, and immediately sat down in the basin, which strangely didn't sink in the slightest, as if Field's weight was insignificant.

Gentle female voice: "Your name is Feide... Fidel Torres from Salins. ”

"That's right. ”

"That's a blessing that the people who can sit on this basin are not ordinary people, and they are sometimes reluctant to recall their real names. ”

Feder held the edge of the basin with both hands, and before he knew it, the basin had drifted to the center of the pool, and Fyld could not see the soothsayer sitting behind the curtain, but he was sure that the familiar female voice was from the man behind the curtain.

"Ordinary people I won't let them sit on the basin, ordinary people won't let me predict, and ordinary people won't let me say so many things," the gentle female voice said this, and couldn't help but laugh a few times in a low voice, "But those who affect the fate of countless people and the future of others, they are those who are not ordinary." ”

Fidel listened very carefully to the other man's words, and at the same time kept thinking about where the other person's voice had been heard. Because Fed doesn't fully trust anyone to predict the future, he begins to suspect that the other person is someone who has been in contact with him before he can say his name.

"So what is my future?"

"I've just revealed that your future will affect countless people. ”

The person who can influence countless people is none other than the ruler, who can make a change in the whole country with a single word, and the person who has very little influence may be a farmer, who may only have contact with a very small number of people in his life.

"So that's all you're predicting?"

"Almost," the gentle female voice immediately came, "by the way, I can tell you that in fact, everyone's future is divided. For us, it's called the point of divergence, but I have seen the point of divergence in your future. ”

"That's not really the future. ”

"That is the real future, and the future is not inevitable," the gentle female voice did not hesitate, "and you must remember that the point of divergence is your inner voice and your external pressures and responsibilities, one of which is bright and bright, and the other is full of fog, and that is all I prophesied." ”

The tub on which Feyder was sitting suddenly hit the edge of the waterhole, and the woman's voice stopped abruptly. At this moment, the light female voice came again, "The visitor can leave, and the prophecy ends here." ”

When Fed walked out of the room, the believers on both sides looked up at Fed, as if they were looking at an incredible artifact.

"Captain Fidel!" Winotki was the first to walk up, and behind her there were countless crowds surrounding them, all staring at Fidel's face.

"What's wrong?"

"Captain Fed, you're the second person to stay in that room for that long!" Winotki immediately explained, "It's been so long that even the head of the Prophecy Church has come to know your identity himself. ”

Fett glanced at the surprised visitors, "I just had a few words with the prophet. ”

"You don't know, those who are received by the prophet only get one sentence, and that's what Lukka is. ”

Lukka immediately defended: "No matter how you say that the territory of the rich side is as big as the mountain, it can be regarded as two sentences... Is it a sentence and a half?"

Escor, like everyone else, wanted to know the prophecy of Fidel's harvest. They told Fid that the Prophetic Cult had a visitor on the first day after the Prophet had arrived, and that person had been received the longest time to be the record holder, and that Fed was able to come in second because Fid had also been received for more than five minutes.

Fidel himself didn't count the time, he was still thinking about what the prophet had said. The other party's prediction seems to be predicting things far into the future, especially the latter paragraph, which makes Fei De care very much - responsibility and inner voice, are the two really opposites?

The other tourists crowded in, and Escorri and the others immediately decided to take Fide out of the place first, and then let Fide share the prophecy when they went to a quiet place. The group then left the Stone of Prophecy and came to a corner of a tavern, and Fed confessed his prophecy to the four of them, because he didn't think there was anything unmotive about these prophecies.

"Looks like we're in the right place! Captain Fede is sure to be a man of great admiration!" Luca said.

At the same time, two people were talking in the prophet's room, "My teacher, why are you asking me to prophesy to him?" "This is a gentle female voice that predicts the future for Fidel.

"Because I don't want to see his future," said the light girl, "the unknown is more worth looking forward to!"