One of the best places in the trade city is the fast pace, the turmoil during the day did not have any effect on the night, and it is clear that the people here still believe in the patron saint of the mage tower in the south of the city, so the night market here is as lively as ever, which makes Don Quixote feel like he has returned to the street food he used to go to in his last life.

Obviously, any merchant wants to eat, so this kind of cheap and tasty, and no gutter oil food is still very popular, of course, Don Quixote did not forget the people who were still in the airship, although he was sure that Kyle should have eaten and was about to die, but he still planned to buy some back, and the facts told Don Quixote that never underestimate the digestive ability of a big knight.

"Boy, do you feel it? Ever since I came to this city, that looming psionic energy has been covering this place, everywhere."

"This meat skewer, put more chili powder, bring me twenty skewers, I would have felt it for a long time if it was medium-cooked, but it disappeared for a while during the day, according to my guess, this spell should need the increase of the mage tower, after all, to cover the entire city, relying on yourself, the mage of the realm is also a little unbearable." ”

"I really hate this feeling," Char Tokai said with some anger, "This ubiquitous sense of surveillance, if it were me back then"

"Come on," Don Quixote, who was standing next to the stall, stretched and looked towards the south of the Cape of Good Hope, of course, it was already night, and he only relied on his sight, so it was naturally impossible to see Safman lying on the balcony of the Mage Tower, "This spell of his is also like a kind of vigilance spell, where the basic elements fluctuate, or where the dark chess he ambushed activated the vigilance magic array he left behind, specifically monitoring what everyone is doing, unless he wants his soul to be strangled to death, I guess the information of an entire city can only be done by the Fa God."

"I'm sorry, you guessed wrong" Safman leaning on the balcony, of course it is certain, her real name will never be this, and no woman will give herself such a name, she peeped at Don Quixote for a while, she felt a little bored, and her hair was completely dry, so she turned back to the mage tower, although he found that he was talking to someone and coincidentally talking about himself, but this is also normal, after all, he is also a powerful ring mage, and it seems that there are some secrets in his body, It's understandable to be aware of your own spell.

Safman's mage tower looks like a huge living room, but the walls are surrounded by bookshelves full of books, and in the center of the room there is a long and wide sofa bed, which is obviously where she usually rests and reads.

"Bang~" Sitting on the sofa, she seemed a little bored and picked up a pair of gypsy cards and fiddled with them, but compared to Char Jean's random play, Safman looks much more professional in playing gypsy cards, and even between the card flips, you can faintly feel that there are basic elements flowing in it.

Obviously, from Safman's professional approach, she seems to have a deep understanding of gypsy cards, of course, thanks to her bloodline, an ancient bloodline that is almost extinct, and the reason is very simple, the will of any world does not like this kind of existence that can predict the future and grasp the trend of the big world, and naturally after constantly tinkering and improving the rules of the world, this race is also accompanied by various coincidental "disasters" disappeared in the long river of history, although the occasional trace of bloodline left behind will awaken, but the lack of inheritance, the weakness of bloodline, and the restoration of the rules of the big world also make it impossible for them to fully exert their abilities.

However, just like Char Jean's eyes of the future, this thing will always be of some use at some point, so Safman, who seems to be bored playing with gypsy cards, actually has a feeling in the dark, a call from the depths of her blood, so that she wants to use gypsy cards to divinate at this moment, as for what the divination comes out, she doesn't know, It's like Char Tohae's chance, except that the gypsy blood allows them to know about it in advance, and of course Safman's blood allows her to see some information at most

"Whew~" Safman, who was lying on the sofa bed, sighed, his right hand on his chin, one foot flat on the sofa, and the other foot patted the sofa from time to time, as for the free left hand, he was flipping through the cards that were all connected to her in a kind of magical enchantment that had been arranged according to the method provided in the bloodline.

In fact, gypsy cards are like tarot cards, each card has a certain meaning, people can read the part they need from it, so people in the world of Pheren are very clear that gypsy cards are a kind of time-killing thing, when the divination to their favorite results will stop, a little self-deceptive feeling.

But for Safman, it was different, for her, a pure set of gypsy cards would be part of the ritual, although at the moment the woman's movements were not very solemn, such as what the ancient Chinese Wen Wang hexagram wanted to bathe, change clothes, fast for three days, etc., that is, directly choose the gypsy cards in order to have a sense with her soul, until this sense is completely gone.

"Smack~" The first card was drawn, Safman's eyes did not fall on the card at all, but stared directly at the top of the card, sure enough, after a burst of spiritual energy passed, a line of black text that did not belong to any kind of black text that did not appear at this stage was condensed above this card, it is more appropriate to say that it is a symbol, but Safman can read the meaning of this.

"What does it mean that the past will pass away?" Safman, who frowned slightly, moved his finger to the second card and flipped it over slightly

"The heart guides you forward"

"Smack~"

Immediately after that, the third one was also turned over by Safman, "You don't need to hesitate"

"This" in the past, Safman's Gypsy card was usually over after the third card, and she was able to get some information from the contents of the three cards, but today both of them are usually broken, first of all, after the three cards are turned over, she doesn't get any particularly useful substantive surname information, which is similar to a proverb.

Another is, there is a fourth card, which made Safman a little surprised, it is obvious that she is now at the top of the food chain of the world of Faeron, and she doesn't need to know what the future is, as long as she doesn't look for death to do something like splashing paint on the Sun Temple, she will never die, of course, will die of old age one day in the future, so compared to the results of this divination, she is even more curious, what will the fourth card that has not appeared for so many years say? With this in mind, she stretched out her hand and slowly reached for the card

"Coax!" When Safman's hand touched this card, except for the three cards that were placed outside the arcane enchantment before, all the other cards burned up in an instant, and the speed was so fast that it even exceeded the reaction limit of the mage of the realm, when the woman reacted, in addition to the dust sprayed by the suddenly burning gypsy card, the sofa bed that she loved the most was also burned out of a huge hole by this inexplicable flame, obviously, even the mage of the realm, It's impossible to use magic items everywhere in life, after all, the gold coins are also earned by her life, although it is someone else's life.

"Oops!" Don Quixote, who was flying towards the city of Good Hope, was walking through a small forest, the fingers of his left hand seemed to have been stung by something, and a large pile of food that was not stuffed back into the space ring in his hand was thrown out by him with a bang, a beautiful food scattering landscape, Don Quixote, who was hovering in the air, raised his left hand, and could vaguely see that his fingertips were burned.

"Goddess Mithra is above, am I being ordered a voodoo doll?" Of course, this is just a joke, with free will, let alone a voodoo doll, in the words of Char Tokai, the most powerful curse spell in the desolate world, the Nailhead Seven Arrows Book has no effect on himself

"What's the matter, boy?" Seeing Don Quixote's reaction, Char Donghai also instinctively became alert, obviously he thought that Don Quixote had been plotted, which he absolutely could not allow.

Don Quixote shook his hand, "My free will seems to have taken the initiative to fight back, as if someone was predicting my future, but I'm not sure, in fact, I haven't felt this way for a long time since the last time the Buddha wanted to predict my future."

"Really?" After learning the reason, Char Donghai's tone also softened, obviously, with the knowledge base of the former world's strongest man, he told himself that Hongmeng Purple Qi could predict his future except for Hongjun after the Merger, "If my guess is correct, the person who predicted you must be disgraced at the moment, and the taste will definitely not be very pleasant."

"Perhaps," Don Quixote continued to fly in the direction of an airship, "I'm just curious about who it could be."

"Whoa," Not long after entering the bathroom, Safman returned to the bathroom again, obviously, as Char Donghai said, Safman, who was covered with dust and had a heavy cleanliness habit, if he didn't wash himself, whether he could fall asleep this night was still a question, of course, at this moment her face also had deep doubts, because this kind of thing had never happened before, and now looking back, not only was her big bed ruined, in fact, at this moment she actually felt that her soul had a faint feeling of pinprick in her soul, but fortunately, it was not very serious, "Goddess Mithra, do you mean that I have prophesied some true god?"

Of course, this is just a self-comfort for the confused Safman, in fact, if she really accidentally touched the true god, it is estimated that she will not be bathing here now, but like the pile of gypsy cards, turned to ashes, of course, it is also possible that the "true god" is broad-minded and lifeless.

"The past will eventually pass, the heart guides you forward, you don't need to hesitate" muttered this sentence a few times, Safman was no longer the indifferent attitude he had before, obviously, the gypsy cards were spontaneously combusting, that proved that these three sentences, of course, should have been four sentences, were definitely very important information, at least for her.

But after returning to the large room wrapped in a bath towel again, the woman frowned slightly, in addition to the hole in the bed, there was a foul smell, "Damn, do you want to go back to the bedroom?

Suddenly, Safman, who thought of those three sentences, sighed, "Maybe I designed my bedroom to say goodbye to the past, maybe that's probably the case."

Safman, who finally stepped into the normal-sized bedroom, stepped out, "Hmm~~ A little taste is a little taste, damn it" (To be continued.) )