Yuanshin: The duty of the inspector is to eat melons

"As for the financial constraints, it is indeed a little bit at present, but it's not too late. It's just that the cost of studying astrology is not well controlled, which makes you look like that."

Mona shifted her eyes to the side, not making contact with Tavernar's eyes, and her tone was a little blunt, and she even used an honorific title.

This is very unusual.

The little pride that a genius astrologer should have is completely invisible. Tavernaar found that Mona became more and more nervous as the time spent with him increased.

After capturing this, Taverna's mouth slightly raised, showing a friendly expression, "Miss Mona doesn't need to be so polite, I forgot to say it before, my name is Taverna, we should be of the same age, and we should be of the same age. no big difference."

Mona was shocked when she heard this, and she leaned back on the seat back, the horror on her face was overflowing.

Since just now, she has been observing the stranger who walked to her door in the morning, openly and secretly. At the beginning, she really saw that the other person's fate was different from ordinary people, so she took the initiative to open her mouth and wanted to take a closer look.

However, following this journey, Mona gradually analyzed the corresponding fate of the other party under close observation, and felt more and more that she had provoked something extremely terrifying.

Thinking of the old woman's warning, Mona abruptly stopped continuing to deduce the other party's fate, and when she realized it, she had already sat in the dining room with someone, and breakfast was served.

It's all here, why don't you fix your own breakfast first.

Eating breakfast with a little luck, halfway through the meal, her gaze moved up inadvertently, and she saw an extremely blurred phantom flashing past the person in front of her.

However, even if the vagueness returned to normal after just a flash, it still scared Mona.

It was a shadow that looked extremely far away from this world. It was covered with thick fog, and there were light spots flickering around it like countless stars.

She couldn't see the specific appearance of that shadow clearly, but she could tell that behind the shadow's head was a large piece of tentacles that spread out towards the endless distance, with different sizes and sizes, and eyeballs were cast on it in all directions. go out of sight.

The phantom flashed past, and Tavernar was still sitting there, with an extremely delicate face, and his long silver-white hair was scattered behind his head, soft and shiny, which looked completely different from the tentacles in the phantom just now.

When Mona came back, she felt a lot of sweat seeping from her back.

"Don't dare, I, I suddenly remembered that I still have some money, and I should give it to the landlord first, um, today first..."

She felt that she really couldn't hold back.

"What did you see in me." Tavernaar stopped directly, looking across the table and fixed on Mona.

"I didn't see anything!"

Mona swallowed, and suddenly realized a problem.

If encountering Tavernaar is the trajectory of fate, then she cannot run away.

Mona suddenly looked away.

Taverner was surprised at her death-defying look, and then swept towards her silver-white hair hanging on the ground, and a strand of hair flicked as if she had self-consciousness.

The corner of her mouth twitched, she thought she knew what Mona was afraid of.

I haven't completely recovered from the impact of digesting my memory yesterday, so an astrologer like Mona simply has too high spiritual vision and loses sanity.

"Don't be nervous, I mean fate, in your eyes, what is the trajectory of my fate."

Mona took a small breath, calmed down a bit, screened away the distracting thoughts in her mind, and organized her words: "I'm ashamed to say, I can't see the way forward of your destiny."

"Oh why?"

"Being blocked, my ability is not enough to see through all the fog."

Mona dipped her finger in the water in the glass and began to write and draw on the desktop.

After entering the state, she briefly forgot that the person in front of her was an inhuman alien, and began to talk freely.

"This is the trajectory of an ordinary person's fate. When will there be twists and turns, what are the twists and turns related to, and which direction will the fate deflect after that? These can all be observed, as long as you find the corresponding star trajectory."

Tavernaar looked at the continuously extending and folding line of the tabletop, and looked at the points on that line.

"And your future is blank."

Mona reached out and drew a line on the line.

"Unpredictable and untestable."

"What about the past." Tavernaar turned to look at the other end of the curved line.

Mona flinched, "I can only see part of your past..."

"You seem to have had many lives..." Mona clenched her fingers into fists and then loosened them. She dipped in some water again and drew a completely different line.

"These are the past."

She draws four lines with different inclinations, each independent and unrelated to each other.

Then she moved her fingers again, and the four lines were extended, connected together to a point, and then a line was extended forward.

Mona looked up.

"This is now."

Tavernaar looked at the figure that seemed to extend different branches from a tree, and smiled suddenly.

"It's really interesting, I didn't even know I had such a past."

Mona sat up straight and looked at Tavernar a little nervously.

Tavernar smiled helplessly, and took out a Mora bag from his jacket pocket.

"This is the fee for you to chat with me, and... the mental damage fee." Seeing that Mona seemed to be even more frightened, Tavernaar stood up and left the seat.

She smiled at Mona again, then turned and left, and the follow-up words came slowly.

"Please rest assured, I have no malicious intentions, Mond is a country protected by gods."

Watching the figure who looked no different from ordinary humans walk out of the restaurant, Mona seemed to be drained of all her strength and collapsed on the chair.

"It's really dangerous, I thought I was going to die." She murmured and put Realization on the Mora bag on the table.

To take or not to take, that is the question.

Mona felt herself getting into a deeper tangle.

Finally, she reached out and grabbed the Mora bag.

"It's more dangerous to stay here and be taken away by ordinary people. I just can perceive the omen of danger in advance."

Chapter 123 Wendy's Request

After bidding farewell to Mona and walking on the streets of Mond, she suddenly had a premonition, and turned to the square in front of the West Wind Church.

There were not many people in the square, but the scattered people gathered in one place, listening to a minstrel playing.

Tavernal saw Wendy surrounded by the crowd from a distance, and instead of approaching, sat down on a bench beside her.

Wendy cast her gaze to this side, then moved away with a slight smile, did not come to say hello immediately, and continued to play until the end of the song.

After bowing to the people amid fragmented applause, Wendy put away the piano she was playing and came to the bench where Tavernal was sitting.

"Can I sit here?" he asked with a smile.

"Naturally." Tavenal gestured to his side, "Please sit down."

Wendy sat down relaxed, and the two looked at the people passing by in the square together, watching the plain smiles on their faces.

After a long time, Wendy spoke first.

"You have changed a bit from when I first met you. Did you encounter any interesting things during your travels?"

"Of course." Tavernall talked about some of the things he encountered in Liyue and Dao's wife in a gentle voice. Wendy listened quietly and occasionally echoed.

The eloquent Tavernall looked more like a bard at this time, telling about exotic scenery and customs, and Wendy became the audience.

The evening wind came from afar, and the rosy light in the sky was extremely beautiful, Tavernall said this all afternoon.

The last story she told came from Yuanxia Palace, and Alice was mentioned at the end.

After speaking, Tavenal turned his head and looked at Wendy.

"Why did Alice do that? Poet, we haven't met before, and she should know that after doing that, I will definitely find Mond."

"Or it's because she has a lot of trust in your wind god's strength. I can't think of any more reasons than that."

Wendy's blue eyes were slightly bent, but he still smiled freely and freely, "The reason why you came to Mond... maybe because you are our savior."

Tavernaar's expression remained unchanged, "What can I, an ordinary person, do that even the Fengshen can't do?"

Wendy smiled and looked towards the side of the square, where a blond-haired, blue-eyed boy of seventeen or eighteen was standing. He looked at the people passing by in the square with a deep expression.

Tavernaar also looked at it. He was just an ordinary person with the naked eye, and there didn't seem to be many points worth paying attention to.

But when Tavernal opened his other eyes, many secret gazes were cast in that direction, staring at the boy from various angles.

Her expression remained unchanged, she closed her eyes and looked away, "It's just a factor of instability, why should I come."

Wendy swayed her legs and leaned back against the back of the chair, "It's so disharmonious to fight and kill. Destruction is the most worthless of all choices."

"Value, it doesn't sound like something the God of Liberty would care about."

"Oh, I just chatted with a certain late business god, and I think we should be more united." Wendy's mouth curled up in a relaxed arc, and she tilted her head, "The righteous partner who once defeated the dragon, you Will you reject me?"

Tavernaar didn't look into his eyes, but turned to the huge statue in the center of the square, "Tell me the specific information."

This is a tacit consent.

This time, she agreed.

Wendy faded away from laughing, and he sat upright, staring at Taverner with a complicated expression on his face.

"Why, you won't want to temporarily increase the price again, will you?" Tavernaar glanced at him lightly.

Wendy smiled again, "Why, am I that kind of person?"

"About the current situation, it's probably like this..."

Listening to Wendy's narration, Tavernal cast his eyes on the young man who was observing people at the edge of the square, and the pieces of information he heard were clearly intertwined in Tavernal's mind.

That young man is an artificial human.

also "gold"

Reindott's experiment before completing Abedo.

It was not all smooth sailing until "Golden" Rhine Dort produced satisfactory works.

She had many failed attempts, and those failed were thrown into the belly of her first successful creation, the dragon Durin, to be destroyed.

However, Du Lin died in the confrontation with Mond many years ago, and his body decayed on the snow mountain, leaving behind a huge skeleton and some wreckage.

For an unknown reason, in the wreckage, the once failed product revived.

"I've been watching him for a while. I thought that having the chief alchemist planted a big bomb in Mond, but now I've woken up to a similar trouble. Me, but I've had a headache for a long time. Even drinking has lost the fun it used to be."

"Tavner, you can help me." Wendy folded her hands pitifully on her chest, "Please——"

Tavernaar moved to the edge of the chair, and Wendy also moved over to the edge of the chair, looking at her eagerly.

"please!"

The corner of Taverna's mouth twitched, "Don't be so close, are you sure Alice will return the things to me later?".

Wendy snorted, "She cares so much about Xiao Keli and Abedo, why don't you worry about her not keeping her promise if you help her?"

"Every time you use hey, it proves that you are totally useless. This is actually your own request, right?" Tavernaar stared blankly, very speechless.

"Hey!" Wendy blinked, trying to get away with it.

Tavernall closed his eyes and chuckled, "I knew it wasn't that simple. The weight of an artificial human is not worth the value of that book."

Wendy looked at it with a smile, and she didn't seem to be flustered by the exposure of her little tricks. After thousands of years, his mind has long been able to treat everything indifferently.

Wendy's appearance that it doesn't matter whether you agree or not is a normal reaction in Tavenal's view. Of course, only Wendy knows what he really thinks.

"Since it's your own request, you should at least show some sincerity. For example, as a bard, how many paragraphs will you have first?"

Tavernar gestured forward, "Don't fool me with fabricated stories, I can tell the difference."

When Wendy heard this, she stood up and straightened her cloak, then walked a few steps away with a smile and sighed, and took out the piano she was playing.

"Well, today, I have to work hard for the peace of Mond."

three days later.

Tavernal, who had received a direct message from the Ice Queen the night before, arrived at the port outside Mond City early in the morning.

The queen said that a helper is coming, and now she has no direct contact with the fools stationed by Mond, and she doesn't want to be bothered by messy things.

She was going to get in touch with the so-called helper from the very beginning and make a statement.