Imperial Crown.

Chapter 106: The Blood Witch - An Nuo

The moment Raven opened the Eye of Truth, he clearly saw that what was wrapped under the silver robe seemed not to be a physical entity, but an indescribable brilliant light!
It was similar to the power of light in the priest's body, but its essence was completely different. Just by taking a look at it, Raven felt that his mental power was evaporating rapidly.

He immediately closed the Eyes of Truth.

Jingle Bell.

The woman swayed, leaning on a long, bright silver staff and walked in front of Raven. She bowed slightly, and a crisp bell rang out. Her voice was as sweet as a bell: "My Lord Baron."

As she spoke, she reached up and took off the hood on her head, which immediately attracted Raven's attention.

Her hair is a soft and beautiful brown, silky and fine, dotted with moon-white oval petals that seem real and illusory. It does not steal the show, but makes her temperament more elegant.

On her forehead hangs a heart-shaped crystal head chain made of an unknown metal. It is light gold in color but exudes a mysterious glow. It is definitely not an ordinary ornament.

Her skin was white and smooth, with almost no pores, soft lines, and graceful facial features, just like a statue carefully carved by an artist, holy and noble, yet giving people an impression of beauty and charm, which made Raven's heart beat slightly faster.

Gathering his thoughts, Raven asked in a deep voice, "May I ask what is this lady's name?"

"Annuo." The woman opened her red lips and sat down on the chair opposite Raven. She poked the ground with the long staff in her hand and stood there naturally, shining like starlight.

The Eye of Truth opened and closed in an instant, and Raven's heart trembled slightly.

Enchanted equipment, level seven or above!
Seeing this scene, Raven calmed down instead - this kind of strong man was not someone he could resist at the moment. If the other party really insisted on killing him, he would not have gone to so much trouble.

Anno noticed the change in Raven's mentality and smiled: "You are indeed calmer than most nobles of this generation in the Keynes Empire."

"Thank you." Raven nodded gently: "Ms. Anno, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"The long river of destiny is flowing, and the Middles Continent will once again usher in a turning point in history." Annuo's voice was ethereal and long, and a deck of cards appeared in his hand without him noticing.

I don't know what material this card is made of, but it feels thick and solid, with swirling patterns engraved on it. It reflects a faint blue, metallic light, almost sucking people's eyes in.

Putting the cards on the table, An Nuo spread out his palm and stretched out his slender white fingers: "Please choose three cards from this pile of tarot cards."

Raven frowned slightly.

Playing cards have a very rich meaning in mysticism, and can be said to be a concentration and extension of the concept of "book".

Tarot cards are playing cards specifically used for divination.

Divination that is linked to mysterious powers often has an impact on reality in various forms.

An Nuo just watched quietly without urging him.

Taking a deep breath, Raven made up his mind - if it is a blessing, there will be no disaster, and if it is a disaster, there is no way to avoid it.

He pulled out a card, and the moment he touched the card, a chill flowed into his body. He also felt that the magic power and mental power in his body were restless. It seemed that he had established an invisible connection with some mysterious existence.

An Nuo didn't say anything, and Raven didn't stop either. He took out three tarot cards and placed them on the table.

"Please open it." Annuo said softly.

"What's the order?"

"You decide your own destiny."

Raven didn't hesitate and picked up the card on the far left.

With a snap, the card was turned over.

The picture above shows a young man in ragged clothes, holding a long stick with a tattered bag on the tip of the stick. He is standing on the edge of a cliff. The north wind is biting and there are icebergs in the distance, but he has a blind smile on his face and a scruffy puppy is running around at his feet.

Just like a dynamic picture from the previous life, the content on this card is also extremely vivid.

"Fool, what a good card." Although he was praising, Annuo's voice was quite flat.

"The Fool in reverse means that one has chosen a path that is destined to be full of thorns and difficulties, but has embarked on the journey without fear. This can be said to be unwavering, or it can be said to be blind and foolish."

Raven didn't feel much of a stir.

He has always known that a smooth fate belongs only to a very few lucky people, and he is definitely not one of them. Whether it is promotion of title, expansion of territory or improvement of strength, it is impossible to be smooth sailing.

"Please continue." An Nuo said with a smile on his face.

Reaching out to the middle card, Raven hesitated for a moment before jumping to the far right and flipping it open.

The card shows a knight with tattered armor and a gray back. He is holding a black flag representing death and is handing a letter to a crying lady.

For some reason, Raven felt that this lady's face was somewhat similar to Denise's.

"Death." An Nuo sat up straight. "Upright, this symbolizes the end of the event and the withering of life. It also means that the path you have chosen is doomed to be filled with the danger of death. If you are not careful, you will fall and wither."

"Can I ask why you skipped the middle card?"

Raven didn't need to think before answering, "Because I want to."

An Nuo looked expectantly, "Then please open the last card."

Taking a deep breath, Raven picked up a corner of the card and gently turned it over. This time, the card was a roulette wheel, engraved with mysterious words that Raven did not understand.

The roulette wheel keeps spinning, carried on the back of a demon with long horns. On top of the roulette wheel is a sphinx holding a long sword. At the four corners of the card, there are angels with spread wings, swans flying high, vipers spraying venom, and hungry wolves with bared fangs and claws.

"Wheel of Fortune, reversed!" An Nuo's eyes showed an unexpected brilliance: "This represents the impermanence of fate. Your future is full of infinite possibilities. You will continue to gain, but at the same time, you will also pay a lot of unexpected costs!"

"Interesting, really interesting."

Raven was a little confused: "Ms. Anno, can you explain it more clearly?"

"According to the order you chose at the beginning, these three cards should be The Fool, The Wheel of Fortune, and The Grim Reaper." Annuo clasped her hands together and said with a playful girlish look, "This means that no matter how tortuous the process is, you will eventually fail before achieving your goal and die."

"But your choice has reversed the positions of the God of Death and the Hand of Fate."

Raven's eyes lit up: "Does this mean that I can avoid death?"

"That's not entirely true." An Nuo shook his head.
"The Fool is the past, Death is the present, and the Wheel of Fortune is the future."

"You are about to face a life-or-death crisis. If you can make it through, you may have a wonderful life in the future. If you can't break through..."

"Then I will die anyway," Raven continued.

An Nuo nodded slightly, and the crystal necklace on his forehead swayed slightly: "So, if you want to avoid this disaster, you'd better stay in the Bloody Highlands for a while."

Raven looked into An Nuo's eyes and asked, "Is this an exhortation or a threat?"

"Neither." An Nuo snapped his fingers, and the tarot cards on the table automatically gathered together, and then suddenly disappeared: "It just shows a possibility of fate."

Raven still asked the question that was weighing on his mind: "Ms. Anno, what do you want from me?"

"A promise." An Nuo stood up and grabbed his scepter: "But you can't give it to me now."

"If you are still alive after this turmoil, I will come to you."

After he finished speaking, there was a flash of light and An Nuo's figure disappeared in the room.

puff.

Margaret's body collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath like a fish about to die of thirst.

After she responded briefly, Raven cast a puzzled look at her: "Do you know An Nuo?"

"...No, Baron, I don't know her." Even though she was covered in human skin, Margaret's voice became sharp and hoarse: "I just... I have never seen such a powerful witch!"

"Witch?" Raven emphasized, "You mean, she was just wearing a layer of skin?"

Sitting up, Margaret's voice was full of jealousy and admiration: "No... She doesn't need it. She was born so strong and beautiful, and she will become even stronger in the future."

"Mother Goddess, I thought the 'Divine Blood Witch' was just a legend, but I didn't expect it to actually exist."

A witch is a woman born with unique powers and gifts.

"God-blood witches" do not really mean that they have the blood of true gods, but because their existence itself is as rare as a miracle.

Its power is almost as strong as the legendary Titan.

"My Lord Baron, since she has predicted for you, the fate she has revealed is not just a possibility, but a crisis that is bound to come!"

Margaret's life is in Raven's hands. If Raven steps into danger, it will be difficult for her to stay out of trouble: "It is better to follow her advice and stay in the bloody highlands for a few more days!"

Raven stroked his chin, which was covered with stubble again. "Dangerous... heh."

The fate of "Death" may indeed come.

But so what?
Now that he has chosen the path, Raven will not stop there.

If he had to accept his fate, he should have died at Donald's hands when he first came here!

Feeling Raven's determination, Margaret showed a hint of fear on her face.

Madman, really crazy!
The worst thing was that she had to go crazy with this lunatic!
"Back off." Raven stood up and walked towards the bedroom. "We'll leave on time tomorrow morning."

That night, Raven chose to continue meditating.

Facing difficulties does not mean stubbornly committing suicide.

Before that, he must seize every opportunity to improve his strength.

But the next morning, Raven was unable to set out at the scheduled time.

Volaf knocked on Raven's door with a sad expression: "My Lord Baron!"

"Moxingan, he can't hold on any longer..."

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(End of this chapter)