The teacher's possession won't go well tonight.

The news made Mellen can't help but think about it.

But in contrast, he was actually more surprised why his new vest had such a wonderful ability.

Or rather, why is it so capable just after birth?

"Maybe the number of people supporting is just one of the reasons, but not the whole reason?"

The speculation crossed Merlen's mind.

Standing on the balcony of the window, he carefully looked at the figures of some busy servants in the manor outside, and did not notice that the power of this vest was activated again.

But as he looked out at the towering Municipal Clock Tower in Graham outside the manor, a new hint slowly emerged—

[As the mayor's secretary to Graham, Quiller Vinson likes to spit on the mayor's teacup in private.] 】

[However, what he didn't know was that not long ago, when he was kissing his fiancée, he had unfortunately contracted tuberculosis. 】

[Therefore, his bad habits will bring disaster to the entire municipal building......]

……

"Looks like a low-profile version of fate prediction?"

Mellen pondered as he closed his gaze.

But I don't know if it's an illusion, he always feels that this kind of prediction ...... A little weird?

After pondering for a moment, Melun asked for a brass-colored monocular from a servant passing by outside the room, and then walked out of the room, and climbed up a towering guard tower on the edge of the manor, under the surprised gaze of some of the guards.

From the top of the watchtower, you can see far away, and the small half of Graham City can be seen.

Faintly, you can also see the dock area where a large number of ships are moored, and the vast blue sea outside the pier.

Unleashed his constricted telescope and looked at the buildings in the city, more information came into Melun's eyes one after another.

[Algernon, the owner of Henry's ready-to-wear store, was so fond of his lamb that he would fall asleep with him every night, completely ignoring the disgruntled complaints of his wife beside him.] 】

[His son Reed was very curious about this, and decided to take advantage of his father's absence tonight to hug the sheep as well and test its wonderful charm. 】

……

[As the captain of the Seagull, every time Benjamin, who is single but wealthy, returns from a voyage, he will visit his neighbor's house and have a tryst with the hostess next door. 】

[He thought that this thing was very secretive, but he didn't expect that every time he visited, the male owner next door was conducting voyeurism in the dark. 】

……

Simmons, the current head of the Ernest family, is a wizard with a unique fetish, and in recent days, he has been tired from being frequently oppressed by his wife, so he decided to go out tonight and pour out his bitterness to his lover. 】

[But what he didn't know was that tonight, his lover's fiancée was visiting there......]

……

"What kind of privacy gossip voyeurism is this?"

Mellen was surprised when she closed her gaze.

The so-called Destiny Elector, did it turn out to be such an obscene identity?

After watching it for most of the day, he didn't see anything relatively serious, and it seemed that this ability would only capture this kind of strange gossip......

Melen was speechless about this, and even his senses of the so-called Primordial Truth Cult were much lowered.

The ability of the Holy Son and Holy Daughter is this kind of thing, so can this organization still be a reliable organization?

……

When she judged like this, Melen didn't know that this ability could predict dangerous events very seriously from Juliana's niece.

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As a result, when it came to him, it became such a strange thing.

However, despite the misjudgment of Shinrikyo's perception, this did not prevent Mellen from subsequently going to "visit" Guderian, who had officially awakened.

Or rather, be invited.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when this happened, and after following one of the guards and following a certain building into a vast dark dungeon, he saw Guderian again, who had been beaten by himself.

Then Melen saw a picture that surprised him.

It's not that the other party's state has deteriorated at the moment, but because he seems to have completely returned to normal!

Illuminated by the dungeon's brazier, the bearded middle-aged gentleman sat squarely on the neat black stone brick floor, wrapped in heavy iron chains inlaid with golden runes.

When he looked at the black-haired boy walking through the metal bar, there was no trace of anger on his face, but a smile appeared inexplicably.

"May fate protect you, my dear parishioners."

Mellen raised an eyebrow when he heard this.

Is this one a masochist? Not only is he not angry in the face of the enemy who just beat him half to death, but he is quite happy?

Or is he really very heartfelt to his organization, so when he sees that the temptation is successful, he doesn't care about the humiliation he suffers?

I was surprised, but it didn't matter.

In contrast, he was more concerned about one more thing.

"Why are you recovering so quickly?"

Mellen asked.

He really didn't kill before, he just wanted to knock the other party unconscious.

But later, because this person never fainted, he was also angry and showed the essence of hand-to-hand combat that he had obtained, and came to this key point a few times.

That ability is not just a simple physical attack, it is similar to the Bright Sun, and it also has some special runes condensed on Meren's hands, and it has special powers attached to the attack.

Therefore, according to his prediction, even if there is a possibility of recovery, it will be at least a few days-

This is still calculated based on his own recovery speed.

So when I heard the teacher talk about Guderian's rapid recovery, Mellen thought that the teacher was bluffing himself and wanted to make himself not too embarrassed.

However, at the moment, it seems that the teacher is not over-embellishing this at all......

"It's because of the mercy of your men, of course."

Guderian replied, speaking without the slightest hint of fire, with a calm face, fully restored to the demeanor of the first visit.

"You should be using the hand-to-hand combat skills summed up by the Bowen tribe of the Northern Empire? I remember that its function is not only to send out vibrations to interrupt other people's abilities, but its core essence should be the destructive power of joints and internal organs. ”

"Its strongest blow is actually the severance of the offspring."

The other party avoided the important and trivialized, and Melen didn't bother to chat with him.

"With my footwork, it's a hundred shots."

The middle-aged gentleman who seemed to be determined was stunned when he heard this, and then showed a wry smile, "That's really grateful." ”

"You're welcome." Meren nodded, then turned to ask.

"What do you want to say if you want to see me?"

As a prisoner, Guderian certainly couldn't have had a channel to pass on the news to him, but it was a guard who had run to inform him before.

Therefore, this meeting must have been approved by Mrs. Chelsea.

That's why Mellen came over.

Because he felt that if he had simply asked himself to come and listen to the identity of the voters, the teacher would not have agreed to this meeting.

After all, she said before that she couldn't be sure whether it was true or not.

So, this eccentric-looking middle-aged gentleman must have something else to do with him.

"Miss Yoon Sabella is not allowed to mention anything to you, but I can make it clear to you that you are destined to be a member of our Primordial Truth."

Seeing that Melen was getting down to business, Guderian, who was sitting cross-legged in prison, did not continue to chat.

"Under fate, everyone is equal, but some people have a special mission after all, and they need to be treated carefully."

"What do you want to say?"

"I want you to visit the sacrifice ceremony that will take place in the small town of Lyfari in three days' time."

"Visit?" Mellen raised an eyebrow when he heard this.

"Yes, visit, whoever you go with."

The middle-aged gentleman replied, "It's actually a lively event, and many wizards go to visit." Because we will offer sacrifices to the children of destiny during the ceremony. ”

As he spoke, seeing that Merren frowned and didn't speak, he added: "The dragon of the natural calamity, Odilis, was born from the Broken Isles, a lava dragon born in the Broken Isles, and we organized people to encircle and imprison it a few years ago, so if you go, you can see a rare dragon slaying scene. ”

"Sounds pretty good."

Melen muttered, "But I don't think it's a good thing for me to just imprison you and visit those Shinrikyo gatherings. ”

"Nobody knows about it."

Guderian replied.

He did not say that the Chosen People of Destiny could not be hostile to the Truthmon, for he knew very well that Mellen, even if he knew about the elect, could not immediately believe it.

"Even if someone knows, with your ability, no one can stop you if you want to leave."

"But I don't have to take that risk, do I?"

Merren shrugged.

He was actually very curious about the ceremony, but whether he wanted to watch it or not, he wouldn't tell the person in front of him.

Seeing this, Guderian thought for a moment and said, "You are very agile, but you are lacking in offense. ”

"So what?"

"If you agree to this offer, I can make up for it."

"How to make up for it?"

"A sword."

He said, "A sword that can easily break through my defenses. ”