The hero I support will definitely defeat the devil

Chapter 555: Prophet and Fortune Teller

"I said there was a familiar hand here, and it turned out to be you."

Fuvia stopped.

She looked at the figure that stopped her, and her tone was very unfriendly.

Fuvia doesn't get angry easily, except when facing Fred and the hateful guy in front of her.

But the anger of the former is completely different from that of the latter.

Facing Fred, Fuvia felt more helpless.

Facing the person in front of her, Fuvia wanted to kill her from the bottom of her heart.

"How long has it been since we last met?"

"I do not remember."

The mysterious veiled woman had a blank expression on her face, and it seemed that she didn't want to see Fuvia very much.

"I remember it. Three hundred and fifty-two years, six months, four hours, twenty-seven minutes and forty-two seconds."

Fuvia is not a stingy person.

But she holds a grudge against some people, and she will never forget this grudge even if hundreds or thousands of years have passed.

"It seems that fate played a little joke on me."

The mysterious woman didn't seem to care about the hatred in Fuvia's tone.

She didn't even have any intention of taking action.

"No, it was fate that favored me."

Fuvia's lips curled up.

She had been looking for this guy for years, but there was no trace of him.

Occasionally there were signs of suspected activity by the other party, but when she arrived she could not find any clues.

Fuvia knew why this was the case, because the guy in front of her used his own abilities to conceal her activities.

For a qualified prophet, tracking a person based on the traces left behind is actually a relatively easy task. After all, this does not involve predicting the future or exploring the fog of history.

But facing the existence of the same master, Fuvia was unable to track them.

Because she couldn't find any trace at all.

No one knows how to deal with a prophet better than the prophet himself.

"Are you still thinking about killing me?"

The mysterious woman lamented.

"My death has not yet come, you cannot kill me."

It sounded like a ridiculous statement, but Fuvia knew she was just telling the truth.

The person in front of him claimed to be a fortune teller from the Demon King sect and predicted his own death.

Through this prophecy, she confirmed her future death.

This sounds like a bad thing, after all, no one wants to know when they will die.

But because of this, the mysterious woman was bound by fate.

Because she will die at some point in the future, she will not die now no matter what.

To a certain extent, the world and fate will temporarily favor her and prevent her from dying now.

"In order to complete this ritual, you killed your teacher. Do you ever feel regretful?"

Fuvia gradually calmed down.

Anger is pointless.

Fuvia never allowed herself to be emotional for too long.

"No."

The mysterious woman was terrifyingly decisive.

She never regrets.

From the moment she learned the truth, she realized that she had embarked on a path of no return.

"It's really... there's no cure."

The last bit of hesitation in Fuvia's heart also disappeared.

"The teacher actually knew about it, didn't she? But she didn't do anything."

The mysterious woman's tone rose a few notches.

Their teacher never made a wrong prediction in his life.

She didn't believe that the teacher didn't know what to do.

But the teacher said nothing until her dagger pierced the teacher's chest. The teacher just looked at her with pity until he died.

"That's not a reason for you to kill your teacher!"

Of course, Fuvia also knew about this.

But so what?

Because the teacher didn't stop you, you killed the teacher?

"The teacher has always treated you as her daughter."

"I know."

The mysterious woman's voice deepened.

"I appreciate her care, but there are things I have to do."

"By what you mean by having to do something, do you mean joining the Demon King's sect and destroying all life?"

Fuvia scoffed.

“That’s why I said before that you don’t understand.”

There was a hint of pity in the mysterious woman's eyes as she looked at Fuvia.

"Perhaps you are more gifted than me in prophecy, but this gift also makes it more difficult for you to see your destiny."

"Destiny, is that kind of thing important?"

Fuvia pouted.

She has never had a good opinion of fate.

"Isn't it important?"

The mysterious woman asked Fuvia back.

"..."

Fuvia said nothing.

Isn't destiny important?

Of course it matters!

Especially when there are both the Demon King and the Hero in Endrol.

The fate of the Demon King and the Hero is the guarantee that all major races can continue to this day.

Why do all the forces on the entire Endrol continent, except for things like the Demon King's Sect, fully support the hero?

Because they all know that if the hero fails to grow up, the end of everything will await them when the Demon King wakes up.

Of course, occasionally there will be some big forces that have other ideas.

But it doesn't matter, the legends of the Adventurer's Guild will tell them how to unite.

“Destruction is not the end, but the beginning. When everything ends, all life will be reborn.”

The mysterious woman still showed no intention of taking action.

She just intended to persuade Fuvia to move aside.

"Heh~ Will they be the ones to usher in a new life? Will the existing civilization also vanish into thin air?"

Fuvia was completely unmoved.

She knew better than anyone how her senior sister could bewitch people.

She once believed what the other person said.

But in the end, all she got was betrayal.

"You're just scared."

Fuvia didn't know what her senior sister had seen.

But she was absolutely terrified by it, to the point where she wanted to find a way to escape.

"You have chosen only the most labor-saving and reasonable way of escaping."

"Is not it good?"

The mysterious woman sighed.

She knew she couldn't convince Fuvia, and half of her thoughts were actually just trying to delay time.

“Life is laborious, life itself is irrational.”

Fuvia stared straight at the mysterious woman.

"You want to take shortcuts, but have you ever thought that sometimes taking shortcuts is the long way around?"

"It's fate."

The mysterious woman lowered her eyes.

She couldn't argue.

She was aware of her fear.

But the worst method is still a method.

"You are unwilling to believe in the possibilities of life, and you are unwilling to guide them."

There was a hint of sadness in Fuvia's eyes.

"You are lonelier than anyone else."

Whether it is a prophet or a fortune teller, as a being who can see the future, there will inevitably be a gap between them and the present.

Therefore, both of them are mysterious and lonely in the eyes of others.

This is the case with Fuvia, who travels alone to Enderol in search of a fortune teller.

The same is true for the mysterious woman who walks alone and is not understood.

This is the fate of those who can see the future.

Chapter 556 So what?

"I'm used to it."

The mysterious woman is well aware of her fate.

Her talent is indeed not as good as that of her junior sister who has the natural ability to see the future, but the fact that she was accepted as a disciple by the teacher proves that her talent as a fortune teller is absolutely extraordinary.

As such, she has already seen through her future destiny.

She used to feel confused and unwilling about her own destiny.

Now, I am still a little confused, but the resentment no longer exists.

Because her teacher's death made her realize that dying from a prophecy is the fate of the prophet.

"If you want to avenge the teacher, then do it. I won't fight back."