Chapter 1068

Xia De frowned slightly, while Mr. Bei En Ha Te was dumbfounded:

"Wilson, do you know what you are saying?"

"I saw it all, yes, I saw it all. The wise man will lead to destruction, no one can stop all of this, this is a destined thing! Oh! Oh!"

He groaned several times in succession, struggling to stand up, but then fell back into the chair again. The breathing sound squeezed out from his lungs was incomparably strange, and he himself seemed to have lost all his strength.

Fortunately, Mr. Bei En Ha Te had cast a silence spell in advance, otherwise everyone on the entire floor would have known that a madman lived here.

"Xia De, what do you think?"

Seeing that Mr. Wilson had become unable to communicate again, Mr. Bei En Ha Te asked Xia De.

Xia De remained silent for a long time before saying:

"How about we let this gentleman go and tell the church about this matter."

"No, I don't want to go to the church!"

The middle-aged man with messy yellow hair suddenly shouted loudly, and Mr. Bei En Ha Te helplessly told Xia De:

"He made some small mistakes when he was young and was chased by the church before fleeing here to seek protection from his clansmen. Although his criminal record has been cleared now, it's impossible for him to go to the church."

Seeing Xia De's strange expression, Mr. Bei En Ha Te hurriedly waved his hand:

"It's not about sucking the blood of living people; we don't accept that kind of clansman. That type of clansman is mostly in the New Continent, mixed in with the 【Xuelingxue Sect】. He was just ignorant when he was young, relying on his ability to divine, and ran to the door of the Nature Church at night to throw dead chickens and ducks to provoke them, only to be seen on the spot by a Huanshushi squad returning from a mission."

"Then let's go to the Diviner Association. The Diviner Association should be very happy to help this kind of diviner who has suffered serious mental injury because his divination was too accurate."

Mr. Bei En Ha Te nodded:

"That's a good idea. I'll contact someone immediately to send him over. Besides my friendship with Nobel of the Peace Church, I also know quite a few people in the Diviner Association when playing Luo De Pai."

"That's good."

Xia De stood up, intending to leave with Mr. Bei En Ha Te:

"Speaking of which, do you want to go elsewhere to avoid this? As long as it's in a direction away from the Great Swamp area."

Xia De asked again, and the middle-aged vampire viscount, who was trying to help Mr. Wilson up, sighed:

"Better to stay. After all, this is also my home. And if something big really happens, I might be able to help... The clansmen here trust me so much, how could I leave immediately?"

Originally, they had planned to go to the White King Club for lunch together, but after such a thing happened, neither Xia De nor Mr. Bei En Ha Te had any appetite.

The vampire viscount temporarily took Mr. Wilson to a safe place to live, and then thought of a way to contact the Diviner Association. As for Xia De, he went to the Snake Heart Hospital to inform Sister Daifulin of the "prophecy" he had learned, and after having lunch with the sister, he returned to the city of Tuobeisike to inform Luweiya of the news.

And when Xia De left Huntington, snowflakes were already drifting in the sky. If the vampire Mr. Wilson's divination was not wrong, then this snow would probably last for a very long time.

The brand-new prophecy did not make Luweiya too surprised, and Luweiya did not express an opinion on the "purple-eyed diviner" in the prophecy:

"Tomorrow, the steam airship of Pulin's party will land in Huntington. You can go and take a look then. Before Yi Lu Na left, she had already informed the church that Leijinsi Pulin was suspected of being an arsonist and murderer. I am quite curious whether the church will be able to catch him."

In the room on the second floor of the Diviner Association, Luweiya, standing at the window watching the city, said to Xia De. The Diviner Association was wealthy, and the heating in winter was better than in most places in the city, even warmer than in Xia De's home.

"Tomorrow is Saturday... The time key for Sunday morning, it seems necessary to stay for a while."

Xia De nodded.

"That's fine, at least there will still be a chance to rest."

Luweiya turned around and said. She was more anxious and uneasy than Xia De; every time, she was like this:

"I am very afraid that the scene in my dream will appear... I have also dreamed of the prophecy you mentioned today, but it was very blurry. The sky full of heavy snow, the lighthouse on the island in the center of the lake, the man with wings behind him, the huge tentacles stretching out from the green, turbid lake water..."

Xia De stroked the soft cat, and the cat squinted its eyes, letting Xia De stroke it:

"Things haven't happened yet, why worry so much? And you yourself have said that the difficulty of prophecy and divination is not seeing the future and fate, but successfully interpreting them. The church still believes that the 'God-Caller' who stopped everything in Lengshuigang is suspected to be a merman or a mermaid descendant who walked out of the sea."

Xia De said with a smile, stood up, and looked at Luweiya:

"Are you staying at my place tonight?"

"The association is currently conducting year-end diviner technical training."

Luweiya shook her head.

"That's fine. I'll come find you again when there's a new situation. Now I need to rest. Maybe after the two witches land tomorrow, we will immediately set off for the depths of the Great Swamp."

Luweiya pursed her lips, watching Xia De turn around and push the door to leave, but in the end, she did not speak to call him back. Xia De left the divination room on the second floor holding the sleepy cat, leaving only Luweiya Anate standing by the window watching his back, closing her eyes after a long while and sighing deeply.

After saying goodbye to Luweiya, Xia De did not go home immediately but found Vice President Make. The latter already understood that most of the time Xia De came to him, it was because of Luo De Pai, so he took him to his office, prepared hot tea for Xia De, and after preparing a large glass of gin for himself, he carefully probed and said:

"You wouldn't have obtained another 【Founding】 series, would you? Oh, God, it was only a few days ago that you got 【Founding-Knowledge】."

"No, no, this time it's for a damaged old card."

Xia De handed the half-card 【Natural Disaster-Blizzard】 he had gotten from the demon scholar to Vice President Make, who carefully examined the blurry card face of the playing card, apologized to Xia De, and had someone bring the "Luo De Pai Encyclopedia" issued within the association for comparison.

That book was twice as thick as a standard red brick.

Vice President Make sighed softly:

"So it's 【Natural Disaster-Blizzard】 from the Natural Disaster series. I only saw one when I was young, in the hands of my former teacher. Really, it has actually become like this; its original owner really didn't know how to cherish the playing card."

"Can it be exchanged for a new one?"

Xia De asked, but then said embarrassedly:

"However, I can't produce proof documents, nor can I provide the past owner records of this playing card."

"It doesn't matter. You are the champion of the Dacheng player 1853 and a 'Legendary Player' recognized by the association. You don't need these documents; we trust your reputation. However, the repair fee cannot be waived."

Vice President Make carefully put down the half-card and then took off his gloves:

"The specific amount still needs to be estimated by an appraiser, but I have encountered similar situations, and I estimate you will need to pay about 20 to 40 pounds."

Besides the cost, this kind of fee also needs to consider the specific value of the playing card. Generally speaking, the older the playing card, the more expensive the fee, which some players jokingly call "Luo De Pai Tax."

"No problem."

Xia De nodded and smiled.

An old playing card is worth paying even a three-digit gold pound for; after all, besides raising a cat, this is one of his few hobbies in this world.

The winter war in the Pantanal Great Swamp is about to break out. Xia De knows very well that this cannot be avoided at all, but he finds that he doesn't have any nervous emotions. On this Friday night, Xia De, who was home alone, read and studied in the study according to the original plan, and thought that tomorrow night he could let Duo Luo Qian copy a copy of the ancient story of "Water of Wisdom" as a spellcasting material for the new miracle he might obtain.

And when Xia De finished washing up and went to bed at 11 o'clock that night, he found the cat squatting on the floor looking at the wall in the empty Room No. 2 as usual.

And when Xia De crawled into the warm quilt in his pajamas and saw Little Mia lying next to the pillow with her butt tilted, inspiration struck again:

"Speaking of which, since I couldn't find the 【Moonlight Treasure Orb】 during the day, will there be clues at night?"

"Meow?"

Xia De lifted the quilt and walked toward Room No. 2 on the second floor in his slippers. Little Mia naturally had to follow. When it walked to Room No. 2 with cat steps, Xia De was staring blankly at the wall facing the window in front of him:

"Hmm..."

He turned around and pulled open the curtains, somewhat surprised to find that it was snowing outside again:

"There is still some moonlight... The precipitation in Tuobeisike in winter is more than in summer."

After confirming that the extremely thin moonlight was shining on the wall, Xia De, under Mia's gaze, once again used the witch's light to melt his own wall. The location was still the place where the 【Mischievous Boy】 had once left ink marks, but he still found nothing.

"How strange."

Xia De muttered to himself, then looked down at his own cat. He stretched out both hands toward Mia, and the cat jumped up consciously, letting Xia De hold it:

"Don't you like scratching this wall? Can you feel anything?"

He asked Mia softly, then felt that he was truly stupid for doing this. But in the autumn, this cat had keenly sensed the abnormality on the third floor, so Xia De thought that this cat might, perhaps, maybe, if it was lucky, be able to play some role.

He pinched Little Mia's waist, and the cat, which seemed to have become longer, immediately stretched out its claws to scratch the wall in front, at the exact spot Xia De had just melted.

"In mysticism, cats and the sun and moon can all be linked together. Ancient cat worship and sun and moon worship are usually inseparable. This cat definitely felt something."