The best place in a commercial city is its fast pace. The storm during the day did not have any impact on the night. Obviously, people here still believe in the patron saint in the mage tower south of the city, so the night market here is as lively as ever.
, which made Don Quixote feel like he returned to the street snacks he often went to in his previous life.
Obviously, all merchants want to eat, so this food that is cheap and delicious, and without gutter oil is still very popular. Of course, Don Quixote did not forget those people who were still in the airship, although he
It is certain that Kyle should have eaten what he wants to eat, but he still plans to buy some back. The facts tell Don Quixote that he should never underestimate the digestive ability of a big knight.
"Boy, do you feel it? Since I came to this city, the looming psychic energy has been covering the place, everywhere."
"This meat skewer, add more chili powder, give me twenty skewers, it will be 50% cooked... I have felt it a long time ago, but it disappeared for a while during the day. According to my guess, this spell should be needed
The increase in the Mage Tower is enough. After all, it must cover an entire city. Relying on yourself alone, the mages in the realm are also a bit unbearable."
"I really hate this feeling," said Xia Ya. Donghai with a little bit of a fire. "If I were the ones I did 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 was just relying on his sight, so it was impossible for him to see the wizard lying on the bride.
Saffman on the balcony of the tower, "his spell is also like a warning spell, where the basic elements fluctuate, or where the dark chess he ambushed activated the warning magic circle he left behind, specifically
I guess only the God of Dharma can do what everyone is doing unless he wants his soul to be suffocated to death.
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"I'm sorry, you guessed it wrong..." Saffman leaned against the balcony, of course, was certainly certain that her real name would never be this, and no woman would give herself such a name.
After peeping Don Quixote for a while, I felt a little bored and my hair was completely dry. So I turned around and returned to the mage tower. Although I found that he was talking to someone and was talking about himself by chance, this was also
It's normal. After all, he is still a powerful ring mage, and it seems that there are some secrets in his body. It's understandable to notice his own spell.
The Mage Tower on the floor where Saffman is located looks like a huge living room, but the walls are surrounded by bookshelf. There is a long and wide sofa bed in the center of the house. Obviously, it is here.
The place where she usually rests and reads is the kind of person who sits and reads while reading books when she is tired, and then goes to bed when she is tired.
"Bang~" She sat on the sofa and seemed bored to pick up a deck of gypsy cards and fiddled with them, but compared to the random play of Chara Qin, Saffman playing gypsy cards, she watched.
It’s much more professional when you get up. You can even feel the basic elements flowing in it while the card is flipped.
Obviously, from Saffman's professional technique, she seems to have a deep understanding of gypsy cards. Of course, this is due to her bloodline, an ancient and almost extinct bloodline, and the reason is also very
Simple, the world will of any world does not like this existence that can predict the future and master the trends of the big world. Naturally, after constantly repairing and improving the rules of the world, this race is accompanied by various coincidental "disasters"
It disappeared into the long river of history. Although the trace of blood that is occasionally left will awaken, the lack of inheritance, the weakness of bloodline, and the repair of the rules of the big world also make them unable to fully utilize their abilities.
However, like the future eyes of Chara Qin, this thing is always useful at some point, so Saffman, who seems bored to play gypsy cards, actually has a kind of thing in the dark.
Feeling, a call from the depths of her bloodline. She wanted to use gypsy cards to divine at this moment. As for what was divined, she didn't know. This feeling was like the opportunity mentioned by Xia Ya. Donghai.
The same is true, but the blood of the gypsy can let them know this opportunity in advance. Of course, Saffman's bloodline allows her to see at most some information...
"Hu~" Saffman, who was lying on the sofa bed, sighed, leaning on his chin with his right hand, one foot flat on the sofa, and the other foot slapped the sofa from time to time. As for the free left hand, it was already
From a certain secret magic barrier similar to a magic barrier arranged according to the method provided in the bloodline, you can select cards that all the senses to her.
In fact, gypsy cards are like tarot cards. Each card has a certain meaning. People can read out the part they need. So people in the world of Feren are very clear about it. Gypsy cards
Cards are something that kills time. When you divine the results you like, you will stop, and you feel a little deceiving.
But for Saffman, it is different. For her, a pure gypsy card would be part of the ceremony. Although the woman's movements were not solemn at this moment, such as what bathing was needed in ancient China's Wenwang hexagram in ancient China
Changing clothes, fasting for three days, etc., is to directly select the ones that have a sense of her soul from the gypsy cards arranged in order until the induction completely disappears.
"Ba~" The first card was drawn out, and Saffman's eyes did not fall on the card at all, but stared directly at the top of the card. Sure enough, after a wave of spiritual energy passed, in this card
A line of black text that did not appear at this stage was condensed above the card. It was more appropriate to say that the symbol was, but Saffman could understand the meaning of it.
"The past will eventually pass... What does this mean?" Saffman, who frowned slightly, moved his finger to the second card and turned it over gently...
"The heart guides you to move forward..."
"Ba~"
Then the third picture was turned over by Saffman. "You don't need to hesitate..."
"This..." According to past situations, Saffman's gypsy card usually ends after turning to the third one. She can also get some information from the contents of these three cards. But today
Both are usually broken. First, the three cards are turned over. She does not obtain particularly useful substantive information, and this sentence similar to a proverb.
Another one is that there is actually a fourth card, which surprised Saffman. It is obvious that she is now at the top of the food chain in Feiren's world, and she doesn't need to know what the future will be, as long as she
If she doesn't seek death, she will do things like pouring paint on the Sun Temple. She will never die suddenly. Of course, she will die of old age one day in the future, so she is even more curious than the result of this divination. She has been so many years.
What will the fourth card that has never appeared say? With this feeling, she stretched out her hand and slowly reached towards the card...
"Coax!" Just as Saffman's hand touched the card, except for the three cards that were placed outside the secret barrier, all the other cards burned in an instant.
Fast, even exceeded the reaction limit of the wizard of the realm. When this woman reacted, in addition to being sprayed with dust on her face by the sudden burning gypsy cards, her favorite sofa bed was also
This inexplicable flame burned a huge hole. Obviously, even a wizard of the realm could not use magic items everywhere in life. After all, gold coins were also earned by her life, although it was someone else's life...
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"Ouch!" As Don Quixote, who was flying outside the Good Hope City, passed through a small forest, the finger of his left hand seemed to be stung by something, and the one he was holding in his hand was not stuffed back into the space ring.
He threw a lot of food out with a bang. What a beautiful landscape of food scattered flowers. Don Quixote, who was hovering in the air, raised his left hand. You could vaguely see the tips of his fingers.
There were traces of burning.
"Goddess Mithra is here, can I be voodoo doll?" Of course, this is just a joke. With free will, let alone voodoo dolls, in the words of Charia. East China Sea, the most powerful world in the prehistoric world is the most powerful with its free will.
The curse spell, the book of Nailhead Seven Arrows has no effect on himself.
"What's wrong?" Seeing Don Quixote's reaction, Chara Donghai also became alert instinctively. Obviously, he thought Don Quixote had been plotted against, which he absolutely could not allow.
Don Quixote shook his hand, "Just just now, my free will seemed to have taken the initiative to fight back. It seemed that someone was predicting my future, but I was not sure. In fact, since the Buddha wanted to predict my future last time,
I haven't felt this way for a long time."
"Is that true?" After learning the reason, Xia Ya Donghai's tone also soothed. It was obvious that he told himself with the knowledge base of the former world's most powerful person that Hongmeng Purple Qi was the only one who followed the Tao,
No one can predict his future, "If I guess correctly, the person who predicts you will be covered in dust at this moment, and the taste will definitely not be very good."
"Maybe," Don Quixote continued to fly over like an airship, "I'm just a little curious about who it would be... "
"Crazy," Saffman, who had just entered the bathroom, returned to the bathroom again. Obviously, just like what Chara Donghai said, Saffman, who was covered in dust and had a severe obsession with cleanliness, would not let him down.
Wash it myself, whether she can fall asleep this night is still a question. Of course, there are deep questions on her face at this moment, because this kind of thing has never happened before, now I will recall it, not only her big bed
It was ruined. In fact, at this moment, she actually felt a slight sense of needle pricking in her soul, but fortunately it was not very serious. "Goddess Mithra is here, did I say that I predicted a true god?"
Of course, this is just a confusing Saffman self-comfort. In fact, if she really accidentally touched the true god, she probably wouldn't be taking a bath here now, but like those bunch of gypsy cards, she turned into a
After the ashes, of course, it is also possible that the "true god" is broad-minded and not angry.
"The past will eventually pass, and your heart guides you forward, you don't need to hesitate..." After muttering this sentence several times, Saffman no longer had the indifferent attitude before. Obviously, the Gypsy card card
They all started to ignite, which proves that these three sentences, of course, should have been four sentences, are definitely very important information, at least for her.
However... after returning to the spacious room with a bath towel once again, the woman frowned slightly. In addition to the holes in the bed, there was also an unpleasant smell, "Damn it, are you going back to the bedroom?"
Goddess Mithra is on, I..."
Suddenly, Saffman, who thought of those three sentences, sighed, "Maybe he designed the bedroom to say goodbye to him... Maybe that's probably the case..."
Finally, Saffman, who had just stepped into the normal-sized bedroom, stepped back, "Well~~ It tastes a little bit, damn it... " (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better updated
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