Night Raven Master

Chapter 136
On the wall, a pair of huge eyes opened, looking at Prome with empty, eyeless sockets.

hum-

Promi felt a strong force coming, and then lost his balance.

All sense of direction disappeared in an instant, and it was impossible to judge whether the crows in front of him were on the left or behind, and they also lost the ability to perceive where they were.

"what happened!?"

This sense of abnormality made Promi instantly alert, but it was unable to judge its direction. When it came up with the idea of ​​"turning back", its body only turned less than [-] degrees, and then its body lost its balance. Falling out of the body of the corpse crow mimic, spinning in the air.

Art, who saw all this through the crow servant, withdrew the slightest bit of mental power used for the attack
This wandering gaze is very powerful.

He just used less than one-twentieth of his share.

And the attack distance is very far. He didn't use this skill through the crow servant, but he used it himself. He just relied on the crow servant for positioning.

When he stopped his strength, Prome, who was manipulating the dead bodies to ram around, also slowly recovered. He shook his head and looked around.

At this time, the familiar voice sounded in its heart:
"Prome."

"Master!?" Promi responded with some surprise, "Are you okay!? Did you get caught by that old man to make experimental materials!? Wait a minute, I will find a chance to rescue you."

"No." Art briefly explained, "In short, that person is not an enemy, you can leave the maze first, and I will go out later."

"Oh, yes, master." Prome didn't ask too much, although curious, it could feel that the master didn't want to tell it too much, and it was very sensible and didn't ask too much.

On the other side, Yate turned his head and looked at the blue-robed old man who appeared in the corner:

"Master Edgeworth."

Edgeworth looked at him with a very complicated look: "Wandering gaze? You got the power of the wandering beast?"

"Yes." Arthur nodded, looking at the old man in front of him very seriously.

From the memory obtained by His Excellency Eye of the Future, he also knows a lot about the old man in front of him. At present, or from the perspective of His Excellency Eye of the Future, this person in front of him will not treat him well. Harmful.

It's just that Art doesn't fully believe in anything.

As long as it is not verified by himself, he will have doubts, whether it is the words of His Excellency Eye of the Future or other people's words.

With a very poor sense of security, it is difficult for him to completely entrust his trust to others.

He can let the other party know about the wandering giant beast, but he needs to be more cautious about getting the magic eye, and he doesn't intend to tell the other party.

But he also knew that it wouldn't be long before he could hide it. He didn't think he could hide it for a long time about a five-mark prophecy wizard who was close at hand and knew the inside story of the tragic epic.

Even the other party may have noticed it now.

Tragic epic?
Knowing such inside information is not a good thing for a great wizard who is proficient in divination spells.

As for Art himself?

The Eye of Evil Night?Doom, night, eyes?
Cursed doll?curse?
He is more inclined to the former, his own bad luck, the "Last Eye of Destiny" gemstone, the professional night wizard, and now the Phantom Eye.

To put it bluntly, this prophecy has no words of its own, and Art himself was the first to disbelieve it.

However, speaking of it, the titles of these two prophecies are still very nice.

For some reason, after knowing the so-called "fate", he felt more relaxed.

Are you in debt?One is a lot of pressure, two are a lot of pressure, and three are a lot easier.

If it's a big deal, I'm going to die, how could it be so bad?

No matter how miserable I am, how can I compare with those people in the tragic and epic era?

Those with bare feet are not afraid of those who wear shoes. If you dare to use him as a pawn, you must be prepared to be bitten back.

If you want to play chess with me as a pawn, I will completely overturn your chessboard.

Play fucking shit!I'll fuck you to death!
A swear word burst out in Art's heart.

And Edgeworth didn't expect the gentle young man in front of him to curse in his heart, because Art admitted that he had obtained the inheritance of the Wandering Troll from the blood of the Wandering Beast, and he was still in an unbelievable mood. middle.

Children of Tragedy
Sure enough?

fast , fast . you are right
I don't even have the qualifications to be the son of tragedy, and I don't even see the prophecy as clearly as Fast's half-way monk.

"call--"

Exhaling a foul breath, Edgeworth turned his gaze to Art, then should he stand in the same camp as Fast and try his best to train this kid?

Being able to obtain the blood of the wandering giant beast means that he has seen the Phantom Realm.

Have you seen the follower left behind by His Excellency Eye of the Future?Maybe?Maybe not.

All of this is not important anymore, the son of tragedy has been confirmed, so other things are not important anymore.

The future of wizards will be affected by this kid.

The emperors of other empires will also make various preparations, right?I don't know how many false children of the age they will create.

"Boy, I hope you can survive and not die in this sad epic."

He murmured to himself, and then took a deep look at Art.

"Boy, until the cold winter hits, I will try my best to teach you what you want to learn. After the cold winter hits, I will leave."

"Afterwards, you will go to the northern port and go to the Basatona Empire by yourself."

"Yeah." Yate nodded. He also planned that way. The Glory Continent is the home of the tragic epic. If he chooses to hide in the Kingdom of Allen and not go there, it seems safe, but the memory given by His Excellency Eye of the Future Tell him that doing so is tantamount to waiting for death.

Even if he owns the system.

If I want to grow by killing monsters, the best way is to go to Glory Continent, where there are more monsters and more resources.

If the prediction is correct, his mentor, the Duke of Rose, and the one in front of him will definitely go to the Glory Continent.

If you stay here, you won't receive any assistance from these people, so go to Glory Continent.

"Now, then, Sir Crawford, what do you wish to learn?"

"How to get blue blood gems, how to make potions, and how to make spell props."

"Are you still unwilling to give up the Blue Blood Gem?" Edgeworth glanced at Art, "You will sacrifice your potential."

"You also need me to become stronger quickly, don't you?" Art said his gaze was impartial.

And I have never had much potential, and the way the blue blood gem works on me is different from yours.

(End of this chapter)