"What do you think people like me are most afraid of?"

At this moment, the prophet was so shocked that he couldn't say a word! He had just discovered that the soul of the person in front of him had not actually shown the appearance of a wicked person!

The president of the Guild of the Wicked, he is not an evil person in nature?! The prophet even suspected that his deduction was wrong, but this was impossible, because the soul could not lie.

But at the same time, the president is not a good person, if this is the case, he should have his own set of evaluation standards, such a guy is more difficult to deal with in a way!

A cold sweat dripped from the prophet's head, but this was undoubtedly a normal phenomenon in such a scene, and it was really a little strange if an unknown warlock could still maintain his composure when he saw a judge like the president.

"I don't know. I don't think you're afraid of anything. ”

The prophet clenched his fist respectfully, and the person in front of him gave him a very strange feeling. He was in this place, and he only felt as if he was uncomfortable, as if there was always a pair of evil eyes staring at him all the time!

That's not true. For people like me, what they fear most is to expose their identity. Only by hiding in the shadows can you do things unexpectedly and achieve your goals more easily. ”

The president's tone was very flat, as if he were just stating an insignificant fact. When the prophet heard this, he nodded slightly, but now a feeling of uneasiness lingered in his heart, and he asked instead:

"Didn't you call me over to tell me that these things were so simple, what do I need to do?"

The prophet asked straight to the point, only to hear a light laugh from the white robe, and then he actually walked down towards the prophet.

"You're smart, businessman. I've heard that you think your hexagram skills are on par with, or even surpass, the soothsayers of the Heroes' Guild. ”

"I said something like that. ”

Feeling the weight on his shoulders, the prophet's heart sank because of what the president said next.

"As I've said before, my worst fear is for others to know who I really am, so the Prophet is undoubtedly the biggest threat. I need you to find out where he is. ”

When encountering such a problem, the prophet was not panicked at all, and he roughly guessed what kind of task the president would give him, but in this regard, he was an expert compared to the president, so he was naturally easier to fool.

"I'm sorry, President. If the difference between the two sides is not too large, there is no way to draw a conclusion. We, the warlocks, can deduce and draw some conclusions, and naturally we can also understand how to counter other people's deductions. I am a sixth-order warlock with him, so there is no way to get information. ”

In fact, this is also the actual situation, even if it is the terminator in front of him who makes him deduce and come to a conclusion, he only has this conclusion, and it is more troublesome for warlocks and warlocks to get each other's information than ordinary people. If it weren't for the large gap in grades, it would not be feasible at all.

The president seemed to have expected this and did not continue to ask. He seemed to have known that this was not going to work.

"Do you know what's next for the Heroes Guild?"

"It's relatively easy to get in a big direction, but it's much more difficult to get to the exact goal of each team. ”

The president smiled and continued:

"Then do you think that the main target of the Hero Guild now is the Wicked Guild or the Demon King?"

"According to common sense, the Demon King is obviously more harmful. After all, he is the leader of a terrorist organization, and it is unknown what kind of means he has and what kind of harm he will cause, and the union, which is a local organization after all, has a longer time to clean up. ”

The prophet said this unhurriedly, and it was obvious that he had broken free from a state of extreme tension, and he was already silently deducing the state of the president, but it was mental arithmetic.

"For us, the best chance now is to defeat the Heroes Guild with the Demon King. So, please put on a show of their movements here. ”

The prophet himself did not expect that the president would ask him to stay! The longer he was in contact with the president, the more time he had to learn his true colors!

Naturally, the prophet would not refuse such an opportunity, the profession of warlock was extremely rare, and it was common sense for the president to attach such importance to him, so he immediately sat down in place and began his inner deduction.

It's just that the goal is not the course of action of some heroic union. He had already learned the information about those things, and what he had to calculate now was the true identity of the president, and he was racing against time to deduce!

Feeling the footsteps gradually moving away behind him, the prophet also confirmed that the president had temporarily left this place, but in fact, it didn't have any effect, he had mastered the president's breath, although it was very well hidden, but for the warlock, this was the usual homework.

Half an hour later ...

Now that all the clues have been arranged, the prophet's mood has gradually changed from a calm to an agitation.

However, it seems too easy ...

The prophet himself had such a hunch, and originally thought that he and the president would need to deal with it for a while, but he actually succeeded so easily?

But having already arrived at the gate of the answer, the prophet looked inside even if he had great doubts in his heart, but the next scene made him stunned on the spot.

There are results!

But the conclusion he deduced was messy!

Beads of sweat appeared on the head of the prophet, and it was the first time that he had encountered such a situation after he had grown up and studied hexagram for so long, and he could deduce a result, but this was a result that could not be called a result!

The jumble of characters appeared in the state of mind of the prophet, which could not be used as a basis for finding his true identity, and the next moment, a deep voice sounded in his ears!

"Is there a result of the deduction of my stuff? ”

He already knew!!

When was he exposed? No way, the process of deduction was completed in his state of mind, he couldn't know, and he didn't go back to the Heroes Guild halfway, he was even inside the Wicked Guild all along!

Could it be a night raven?!

A bad premonition came out of the prophet's mind, and he stood up with a grim face and looked at the white-robed man behind him.