A soothsayer is a strange mage.

The soothsayer is the dark wand of the wizarding world, perceiving danger by splitting probability lines. Who's to say, however, that if a stone replaces water, the current would not be disturbed? Fate is a deadly trio, or as the Greeks prophesied—a cabal of events and chances. The sisters are capricious, and the change of fortune brings unspeakable and unforeseen disasters. The great American soothsayer Edward N. Lorenzo once said that chance is as fragile as a butterfly's wings – one wrong swing can lead to a hurricane on the other side of the world.

Lorenzo's warnings about the dangers of divination, while exaggerated, resonated with mages and mages, and were eventually endorsed by Delphi's "oracle".

Despite all the trials that the soothsayers have undergone in the age of objective spells, no answer can be found as to how their spells foreshadow the future. Either way, Lorenzo's warning is still valid.

Disasters were predicted and mitigated, but never avoided. The public remains skeptical about the trust of soothsayers. However, this does not mean that divination itself is unimportant to the Mage Nation.

Lower-level spells, refined by spell research, work wonders for mages who survive in the wilderness or trawl in demi-human dungeons. Detecting magic, detecting traps, detecting thoughts, these are the mainstays of the school of divination.

In the same way, information, the quintessential mantra of the information age, is only possible by programming divination scripts into divination devices, searching for individual recipients among countless human beings.

Similarly, for a globalized demon society, the advent of magic using tongues and information devices has further created the possibility for human society as a whole to work together to abolish the advancing wave of magical creatures.

Thus, in a practical sense, soothsayers are praised and protected, like clerical healers, whose presence is essential to the survival of humanity in a hostile world.

These reasons are why Otto Oceania's Erin Ferris (Irene Ferris) was first a soothsayer, then a magician, and then she went on to work at the School of Illusions.

As a bloodline caster from a long line of soothsayers, she can enter the stream of an uncertain future and decipher its fleeting whirlpools and currents. As long as she herself is directly involved.

Can she see the future?

No.

Irene didn't expect her to have such a means once. She is the master of the scythe, not the master of untying the infinitely complex knot of sisal fate.

Instead, what she possesses is a supernatural ability to perceive danger, both for herself and for those around her. It wasn't meant to be a sign of the future, but in her younger years, it earned her enough prestige and support to earn her Mags status in her 30s and the title of Mags in her 50s.

Lucky Irene, they called her.

Her combat team has always been able to dodge imminent danger. Her expedition avoided every ambush. Her experiments in alchemy and magic rarely go wrong.

Slowly, but surely, she gained a seat in the grey faction of Oceania - becoming one of three mages who believed in communicating and trading with half-humans. Under her watchful eye, the tower experimented with additional species trade, bringing other unobtainable benefits and gifts to the nation.

Rossby was her mother's school. Irene had fond memories of the place, the serious-faced, but kind-hearted nuns who treated her well. As a mage, she used her influence to build the school into an extraordinary school. An Orthodox Catholic school, no matter how rich, struggled to get out of its frontier status. However, with her influence and grey market, Erin can provide the school with an overabundance of resources that can only be used for London-connected colleges, such as Prince.

Julia Fiore Müller is one such genius that Irene discovered.

Julia is a prodigy of the Transmutation School and has a talent for quasi-elemental magma. In fact, if Julia were an apprentice, she wouldn't consider her an apprentice.

IIUC is Julia's chance to excel, and then, unexpectedly, like a prank, her student is defeated by Gwen Song.

Irene didn't know what to think other than how deeply Henry Kilroy hid his beloved witch. When the girl showed the talent that Irene had read about in the history of the tower, she could barely restrain her heart from trembling in her chest.

Void Mage.

There used to be a void mage - Henry's infamous wife, Elizabeth Winst Sobel, who died while serving in Europe. The girl, Gwen Song, even looks like Elizabeth in her profile photo - dark hair, bright eyes, pale fair skin, and an ethereal, deathly pale.

Erin had never met Henry's deceased wife, but like all mages who had grown up during that time, she had heard the legend. Elizabeth is a woman who is embroiled in a war that forces the merfolk to relocate their city, and her ineffective abilities have scared superstitious lizardmen into the depths of the Queensland bush for 20 years.

Now, Henry Kielroy is training another Void Mage.

Erin couldn't even imagine the consequences of this decision.

Erin is a magician who believes in co-existence with a half-human. She wants to see a world where humans and magical races are equal, respectful, and open to trade. She hated the mages hiding behind the shield wall, pretending that those races that were far older and existent than humans didn't exist.

Now, she must consider that Henry Kielroy may somehow rekindle the glorious past of the Demon Kingdom. What will happen when his Void Mage matures?Will Gwen Song bring another revival of human rule to the region?Will the Tribal Demihumans once again fall to their knees in helpless worship of a force they cannot resist or repel?

There were more questions for her to consider, but Erin didn't have more time to think.

The battle reaches its climax, and Erin sees her protector use another shapeshifter to escape the dark tentacles. It's a good move, Julia is a veritable genius of the School of Transmutation.

Then Erin saw it.

When the vision appeared, Erin herself was stunned by how strong it was.

It had been a while since she had felt the familiar onslaught of crisis before her eyes like a freeze-motion montage. After all, a magician rarely takes risks to take risks. They have other mages to do this, and Erin is a very capable administrator.

It was just a flash, but the horrific sight that Erin saw made her guts knot and made her spine tremble with horror.

Pale skin.

Alien biota.

Void.

Tendril.

The mouth of a lamprey.

Cullet.

Blue eyes.

Blood and internal organs.

Erin didn't know what that meant, but she was sure it had something to do with the pale, blue-eyed girl in front of her. So she rose up and demanded that the fighting be stopped.

Julia, her college student, stopped, and she turned and stared reproachfully at her grandfather.

Erin felt her blouse drenched in cold sweat.

She turned to Henry Kilroy.

This man must know;

"Henry," she said calmly, unable to think of what I had just foreseen.

Henry Kihlroy, the Ten Masters and the head of the Oceania Odo-Olympics, felt that this was completely correct. His student, Gwen Song, is enduring the Void element, learning to abuse its strengths and circumvent its weaknesses. Moreover, she did not have the paranoid insecurity that his wife exhibited, the waking nightmares he knew, nor the anger and destruction that required a great deal of his life force to calm down. To satisfy the endless, voracious hunger, innocent lives are not unexpectedly diminished.

At least, not yet.

Hopefully, under his guidance, Gwen will grow into a good young witch, a witch who can bring hope and prosperity to the frontier.

"If you have to know. Erin's opponent raised a glass of mead to his lips and took a nonchalant, listless sip that I had to charge. ”

"What does the mighty Henry Kilroy want?" asked Erin, licking her thirsty lips and dryly.

To her surprise, the diminutively dressed gnome handed her a wooden cup containing the golden liquid. Erin couldn't help but notice the obvious resemblance between Dry and Gwen, forcing her to raise an eyebrow.

"Thank you, darling," Erin replied politely, letting Mead touch her lips. She tasted the vigor of the viscous liquid, spurting out of her throat like wildfire. Although it was only for a moment, Erin felt a few years younger.

No wonder they called him Henry the Immortal, Erin thought to herself. The man drank the nectar of God, like a clerk drinking cheap coffee. How many lives did Henry store in that corpse? Erin couldn't imagine what abilities Henry hid under that aging face.

Henry continued.

"I hope you have the confidence to exchange information about the Void Element, as well as a symbolic gift as a guarantee for my future apprenticeship. ”

"You're that confident in me, aren't you?" said Erin, scoffing.

"Shouldn't I trust you?" said Henry, calmly, aren't we colleagues?

Erin took a sip of mead, but couldn't help but remember her hallucinations. It feels real. If so, did she avoid disaster? If so, it would be the first time.

"I wonder what that is, Henry," Erin said earnestly, thinking about her hallucinations. She had to confirm what she saw. Is Gwen the cause of the flashback?If that's the case, Erin might be extremely biased against Henry's apprentice. It's not going to be pretty.

"Are we friends, Erin?" said Henry, as a soothsayer, what do you think of Gwen and her future?

The person may have misunderstood Erin's strong interest, but he didn't want an advantage to escape his control. Erin understood that after Sir Walken's opposition, Henry extended an olive branch to the grey faction. In this way, he can both win something for Gwen and settle some tensions between their factions. After all, Gwen may well be the key to Sydney's future. The Void Witch may be their bounty, or it may be their bane.

For now, it's better to pay it off. Erin must confirm if the girl is really Sobel's second child.

Erin scrambled to remove something from her finger and toss it to Henry. Sofina grabbed the trinket before it reached her owner. She carefully opened her palms and presented the prize.

"Are you sure, Irene? ”

"I'm not saying I'm her enemy, unless you're going to die soon. She shrugged and relaxed.

Henry smiled.

"I believe the cathedral has a confessional, don't I? I'm going to take Gwen there. If you want to watch Gwen's Void Beast, we need some privacy. ”

Erin nodded, the blank space on her right ring finger felt very wrong.

"Did you apprentice that girl?" she asked.

"What do you think?"

"Isn't it public, though?"

"I'll be soon. ”

"I see. ”

Erin flew down from the balcony and wore a pair of winged boots under her robes, looking calm and majestic. She walked softly towards Team Rossby. All the girls cried, a few wept, and the others hung their heads in shame.

"Girls. "Erin open her arms and don't be angry. You've done your best. ”

Instead, Gwen's team hugged and embraced.

Looking at his secret apprentice, Henry was so happy and happy that his complexion turned pink. He coughed softly, and the original wound pierced his diaphragm like a knife. After a while, he felt a violent spasm, and he used all his strength to suppress the violent muscle twitches in his chest.

"Give this to Gwen, Sofina. Tell her to see me in the cloister when she's done - there's no rush. I need some time to reminisce about my old bones. ”

Sofina touched the curvature of her master's haggard face with a wooden finger, and then she was gone.

At the same time, Gwen is completely immersed in a world full of joy.

Teamwork!

Accomplishment!

Victory!

In addition to Gwen, Yue also waved his fist into the air in a very unladylike way, shouting obscene words about the occasion, which embarrassed them all.

Elvia's face was filled with apple-pink excitement, and through her cute buttoned nose, her breath was heavy and excited. Deborah, still not believing they had won, looked around with a blank expression, savoring the moment. Only when Du looked like he had been expecting, and stood happily next to a group of girls and giggled like a goose.

Gwen watched as Sofina walked through her tendrils towards the training ground, striding towards the team on her long legs like stilts, and then hugged her hard, the wood creaking.

"You make Master very proud and happy. Sofina urged Gwen to open her palms. Gwen agreed, and was given another ring.

"Thank you, Sophie, you helped me a lot in training as well, it's our effort and yours. "Gwen praised her master's companion, what is this?"

"From Judge Ferris. Sofina smiled implicitly, she wanted to know more about you, Master sold you the ring. ”

Gwen grimaced. The gnome laughed.

"Master said take your time. He was going to take a break. ”

Gwen turned her attention to the ring.

"What does it do?" she asked, measuring the magic trinket on her right index finger.

"It's an escape trap," Sofina explained, carving an enchantment into the core of a displacement beast, which makes it better able to fight

"Sometimes?"

"Who knows?" said Sofina, shrugging that they were common in war, and all high-class magazines had one. This is the fortune of the soothsayer. ”

"Sophie is right," the team's coach, Alexia, put her arm around Gwen's shoulder. She showed her beautiful hand, and Gwen noticed that there were rings on three of Alexia's fingers. "I also have one, which has saved me many times. ”

Gwen inspected her new ring with admiration, then slipped it on her right index finger, watching the ring shrink until it reached a comfortable state. She didn't feel any difference because the phenomenon was reactive.

"Gwen, join the crowd!" Yue urged.

It was awkward, but Gwen joined in. Even Alicia joined.

"For one man!" Gwen tried again.

"For the Black Wattle Tree!"

"For Gwen!"

"Here you go!"

"Haza!"

Oh well, Gwen thought. Maybe she'll have to write the story first. If that's the case, she'll have to adjust the context to suit the nature of her new world. In her story, Yue, Deborah, and Avia will be Athos, Potos, and Aramis. Because Dardanian had changed his life by defeating Cardinal Richelieu's guards and wounding Jussac, Gwen had now changed her life and the lives of her companions by attending the International High School.

Gwen remembered what her master had said to her and pondered the path ahead. Victory was nothing but a crack in the door;

"Gwen!" a pair of warm, moist hands grabbed herself, interrupting the celebration in her heart.

Gwen looked up at Deborah, her eyes glinting with excitement.

"Thank you, Gwen, for giving me this opportunity," Deborah chanted I don't know what I would do without you. ”

"You've done your best, Debbie. "Gwen hugged Deborah, you deserve everything. ”

Unexpectedly, they were joined by Judge Erin Ferris and representatives of Rossby.

"Congratulations, girls, Mr. Taranga. Margs de Burton, it's great to see you so lively. ”

"Judge. Alicia reluctantly bowed her head.

"Judge!" said Gwen and the girls with a more meaningful curtsy. Rittal bowed equally gracefully and bent down to achieve the desired knee bend.

"The most shocking victory, Gwen Song. I didn't know Judge Kilroy had an ace like you, hiding it so well. ”

"You're kidding, ma'am," Gwen officially replied that I was a newbie. ”

"Hardly. Either way, I'm sure you know by now that these are the girls you've defeated. They want to greet each other with your team. ”

"It's both an honor and an honor, ma'am. Gwen curtsy again.

Girls from both schools then shook hands.

As Julia and Gwen passed by, she felt the big girl holding her hand tightly, her eyes full of determination and tenacity.

"I won't lose next time. I hope your future victories will bring even greater glory to our rematch. Julia deliberately held Gwen's hand slowly.

"Of course, I'll wait," Gwen replied solemnly.

"Played well. I'll watch you. ”

"Me too. ”

At the same time, the other girls are doing mooneyes on Huitu, giving him a layer of carmine on his mocha-colored skin.

"Are those tattoos real?"

"What's your size? Your arms are so big!"

"Well, his legs are like tree trunks. ”

"Bigfoot"

"You know what they say about Bigfoot. ”

"Shhhhhh......h

Erin Ferris regains the uneasiness that still haunts her divination senses.

Watching the young men greet each other and forge rivalries and friendships, Erin Ferris takes the opportunity to take a closer look at Gwen to see if she can see what makes the girl so dangerous.

She very skillfully activated a series of detection spells, immersing her eyes in a silent real vision.

She first scanned the students of the Black Acacia Tree, noticing the mana particles pouring from the summoners and shapeshifters. The Mineral Mage, Friction, is an array of mixed elements, both positive and earthy. Next to the boy, de Botton is a source of fire.

Gwen Song is a fun exercise in itself. The girl had particles of mana on her body, which seemed to circulate in the opposition between the two. Erin squinted, and there was something else, a strange mix of major elements that reminded her of Henry's Sofina. Did the immortal Henry already mark the girl? Erin will do the same.

Just as Erin was about to speak, she felt her hair stand on end again.

Erin looked out to sea and didn't warn.

Void.

Cathedral.

Merman.

Panicky.

Smash.

Pain.

Despair.

Void.

Student.

"Ma'am?"

The judge felt her consciousness return. The hallucination took only a second.

"Ma'am?" said Gwen Song to her with a puzzled look.

"Gwen Song......" Erin tried to answer, but was struck by another terrible omen. Erin knew that there was a special aspect to her hallucinations - they only applied to the crisis that Erin herself was about to experience.

At any moment, will hit the fan.

A hundred questions plague the soothsayer.

Why are the defeated merfolk attacking the city now?

How can they get past the protective wall?

Do her visions foreshadow the future?

"Gwen Song......" Erin repeated her words, lost in thought, patiently and politely watching Gwen wait for her response.

What's the danger?There aren't just two mages in the illusion who can challenge her, Henry and Alesia.

Erin Ferris studied Gwen's face and was surprised to notice that, unlike Gwen during the fight, her eyes were actually a distinct amber green.

"Oh, oops!

A sudden scream disrupted Erin's thoughts.

Except for the girls, Sofina fell to the ground and began to scream.

As a dwarf, the heart-rending cry of a half-human is a raw, deafening outpouring of pain.

Sofina withered at once, her green pavilion's limbs grew old and dry, and her branches began to shed their verdant goods. He went from a skinny girl to a skinny skinny girl all at once.

The girls around Erin seemed stunned by the sudden turn.

However, Erin kicked her mind too fast.

Someone attacked Henry Kilroy?

Who would dare to personally attack the undead magicians of Oceania?

What could have done so much damage to the most powerful soul connection that Irene knew so well?

Her academic mind needs answers.

But her divination had other ideas.

It told her to run.