"So how do you identify whether a person has magical talent?" Brutus suddenly thought of this and asked.
"Generally, there is a testing crystal ball in the provincial capital of each province. However, there are also simple methods that allow us to judge intuitively at a glance." Robert looked at Brutus, "Obviously.
, you definitely haven’t.”
Well, Brutus shrugged helplessly, it seems that he can only be an adventurer honestly.
"I guess you also want to ask if there is any evaluation method for those close combat professions."
"Yes."
"It's a pity that those in the royal capital have been arguing for many years and still haven't been able to come up with a plan that satisfies everyone." Robert greeted the guards guarding the city gate, and then continued, "Maybe
You should refer to your Grisians' ratings of scholars."
"But unfortunately, that kind of rating looks at something much vaguer than force."
The two of them talked about other things on the way, and they didn't end the conversation until they came near Wendell's hayloft.
As Brutus expected, the farmland outside the city had been burned to the ground. The farmers in Tatto Town were busy cleaning up the ashes in the fields and then planting a round. Brutus didn't know what it was called.
seed.
Although the immigrants living outside the town lived in two or three families together, they were generally very sparse, and many of them knew how to build isolation zones, so not many families were affected by the fire.
Brutus saw the lively guides here, except for Kaya who looked a little worse.
"I think you may have to live here temporarily this autumn." Brutus said to the young people, "The neighborhood you live in has been burned to the ground."
The guides looked grateful to have survived the disaster. Although the hut here was worse than the house they lived in before, at least they were not destroyed in the flames.
Cole stood up: "Mr. Brutus, what happened to the fog last night?"
"Isn't Juno here?" Brutus looked around first and did not answer Cole's question.
"No, we haven't seen her in the past two days."
Robert's expression became serious, but he did not join in the conversation.
"Well, it seems that we have to waste some time." Brutus felt that he might have thought about this matter a bit too simply, "The heavy fog last evening was probably the product of an evil magic ritual.
There are also skeletons attacking humans in the fog.”
"You may have to arrange for someone to stay on guard duty recently. Although I think it is unlikely that anyone will be watching you in such a remote place, it is still necessary just in case."
"We understand, Mr. Brutus, thank you for the reminder."
"Wendell, if you have time, get some more javelins and wooden spears." Brutus turned to look at Wendell and told him, "You can still wait for the rescue of the guard camp in the town, but in the town
You can only rely on yourselves outside."
"That's what I'm planning to do, Mr. Brutus." Wendell showed off his morning results. This kind of weapon doesn't take much effort to make, but the killing effect is definitely much worse.
Brutus also talked about some defensive measures he could think of, and most of Wendell and the guides had already started to take them, which undoubtedly made Brutus feel a lot more relaxed.
"If you are short of food, you can come to me at No. 19 Thuringia Road, but the noise must be tightened." After finishing all that, Brutus came to Wendell and whispered, "But I
I think it’s better for you to stock up on as much food as possible, as it’s hard to tell what will happen next.”
"I understand, Mr. Brutus, that we will not trouble you until the critical moment comes."
Brutus felt that things were almost settled, and now it was time to discuss with Robert where to find Juno.
"So where are we going to find Juno next?"
"Brutus, I think I have to take back what I said before." Robert replied seriously.
Brutus was a little confused: "What do you mean?"
Robert took out a crystal ball from nowhere and explained: "The trajectory of fate has returned to its original trajectory."
"What do you mean?" Brutus became more and more confused. Can the Riddler get out of Tatto Town...
Robert pulled Brutus out of the crowd and whispered in the corner: "I think you haven't understood what role Juno played in this incident."
He pointed at the crystal ball: "Can you see it? The three stars above are aligned."
"Of course." Brutus thought that he was not blind yet and could still see such an obvious scene, "So will this still change?"
"It's strange. Logically speaking, you should be invisible." Robert didn't expect Brutus to answer so easily, and his voice seemed a little surprised. "Generally speaking, if you want to divine something, you need to accompany it with your own thoughts."
Pour magic power into the crystal ball, the more sufficient the conditions, the better."
"Sometimes a scene will appear in my mind, sometimes I will see the future vaguely with my eyes, and another way is like now, it will appear in a crystal ball."
"So what does this mean?" Brutus pointed to the three bright spots on the crystal ball.
"The premise of disaster, the person who best meets the conditions, and the set future."
"Hmm... So if these three are connected in series, it means that all the conditions have been met and that future is coming?"
"That's right."
"I seem to understand, so the person you are talking about who meets the conditions is Juno?"
Although Brutus felt that this incident seemed too coincidental, it was indeed very possible.
"No, I have never thought so, but it seems to be the case. I only added this condition after meeting Juno. After all, when I have nothing to do, I usually use people around me to divine the future."
This reason couldn't be more hasty...Brutus really wanted to complain like this, but now is obviously not the time to talk about it.
"So is there anything special about Juno?"
"When Violet brought that little girl to my place, the first thing I felt was that there was a dark aura about her." Robert quietly stuffed the crystal ball back into his clothes. He didn't know if there was any pocket in another dimension.
It’s a similar thing, and there’s no trace of a crystal ball inside.”
"Maybe fate is like this, connecting some special people together through some simple things, and you and me, maybe we are special people."
"Although I don't think I'm special, there seems to be no more reasonable explanation, so what do we need to do now?"
"The fox's tail has been exposed a little, I think it's time to prepare to close the net." Robert looked at the white bird circling in the distance and whistled, "The white bird will tell them."