Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 514 The Weight of Destiny

"Take action first?"

Song Shi held down the heavy murderer.

"Sit down first."

The woman walked down the stairs step by step, and the halberd made a low dragging sound.

This hall inside the high tower is extremely spacious, but in just a few breaths, the other party walked in front of Song Shi.

She picked up the halberd and knocked on the ground. The floor of unknown material cracked and a long table and a pair of chairs rose up. She sat down comfortably. At the other end of the three-meter-long table, Song Shi pulled out a chair and sat down.

She stuck the halberd straight aside.

"Should I call you Frederick Star or Isidore Siniti?"

Frederick Star is the third generation and the current Lord of Yenan, a burly, white-skinned man with a big beard. Isidore Siniti theoretically resigned 44 years ago and has been missing ever since.
The first lord of Ye Nan.

"I suggest you call yourself the latter." Isidore glanced at the young man and said calmly, "Ms. Siniti, Isidore, the King of All, or the Throne. Any one of them will do. I don't like to use the identity of 'Frederick Star' psychologically."

"Then you really have good intentions."

Song Shi also let go of the heavy murder.

"I think so too." Isidore's face was calm and his tone was the most standard statement: "Ruling a huge country is no easier than advancing to the fifth ring."

"However, after you have used up this identity, what will the next Lord of Ye Nan do?"

Song Shi crossed his arms and said, "The current way of succession of the Lord of Ye Nan is entirely designated by the previous Lord. Of course, everyone at the highest level knows that the current three generations of Lords of Ye Nan are all your incarnations, and their prestige is naturally unmatched and unquestionable. However, this method may not be convincing to the next Lord given the complicated forces and ethnic composition in Ye Nan."

Isidore laughed.

There was no emotion in her laughter, it was just a pure "laughing" action.

"If I am gone, Yenan will collapse and disintegrate, and then I would be a failure. Let such a country fall apart." Isidore paused and softened his tone a little: "I don't want to continue to serve as the Lord of Yenan in my original image because of this consideration."

"It would be too boring for a person who remains unchanged to rule the country for hundreds of years. It's boring just to think about it. It would make the normal transfer of power in the future obscure, and everyone would get used to an unchanging situation."

Isidore commented briefly: "I don't like killing the seeds of possibility."

"So every few decades, you have to publicly ask Ye Nan to change its ruler. But there is never a suitable new candidate. So you still have to do it yourself."

"Hmm." Isidore did not comment: "Who said I am the throne of God?"

Hearing this, Song Shi's eyes moved and he decided to be more direct: "Why did you suddenly and inexplicably ask me to be a patrol inspector?"

"Is it incomprehensible? I also find it quite incomprehensible."

Isidore changed his posture and pointed his index finger at his forehead: "Well, I have a better starting point for explanation."

"Guess what my psychic abilities were like before the Seven Lands War began?"

Song Shi's gaze lingered on the silver-gray hair for a moment: "Third ring upper position?" "Wrong, it's the third ring peak." Isidore put down his index finger, raised his cheek slightly, as if recalling: "Then, the Seven Land War broke out, the flames of war spread, burning the world to pieces, and fighting was everywhere. I broke through the [Throne of God] in the sixteenth year after the Seven Land War started."

"The only one in the past hundred years." Song Shi clapped his hands from the bottom of his heart: "Incredible."

"You can call me a miracle." Isidore lowered his head again, corrected a word, and accepted the praise frankly: "In short, my truth is 'victory'. I have proved this."

"Your great achievements are being praised everywhere." Song Shi continued to clap his hands: "There is no doubt about it."

"I have a psychic skill. Naturally, it is now affected by the cooperation of multiple psychic skills, but the main body is still this." Isidore casually brushed away the hair that ran in front of him: "As for the effect, you can simply understand it as a kind of intuition that 'guides me to the road to victory'."

"When I didn't have the psychic power I have now, its effects were simple and pure, and were limited to revealing the flaws in the enemy's offensive and making the right choice at a fork in the road. As I broke through the [Throne of God], it gradually became more..."

Isidore raised his slender index finger: "Amazing ability."

"Before I elaborate on this point, I want to ask you another question. Song Shi, do you believe in fate?"

Song Shi did not hesitate, just like he had thought about it many times in secret: "I am half-believing and half-doubting."

"How should I put it? Compared to fate, I think its true and correct expression is an individual trend." In the other party's sight, Song Shi opened his five fingers and then clenched them into a fist: "Just like I will sit here, ready to challenge you. Challenging a throne of God, what a magnificent fate?"

"But that's not the case. As long as I am still 'Song Shi'." The young man looked directly at the other person, his expression calm as if he was standing on an academic podium, telling the eternal and unchanging universal truth: "As long as I don't die halfway, then one day, I will challenge you."

"Interesting view." Isidore nodded. "I think destiny is a collection of actions. It has weight."

She pointed her index finger at the table, drawing a perfect circle.

"If we regard the world as a lake, and the fate of each being as a stone, those small, tiny stones will fall to the bottom of the lake silently, and no one will care. But the occasional huge rock thrown in can set off huge waves, causing the lake to churn for a long time. It can even cut off the water veins at key locations and permanently change the structure of the lake."

"Is this God's explanation of fate?"

"This is Isidore Siniti's explanation of fate."

The woman replied.

"Now let me go back to your original question. Why did I invite you to be the patrol inspector?" The woman said calmly: "My psychic skill has gradually gained some power of revelation and prophecy over the years since I broke through the [Divine Throne]. One day, it revealed your existence to me."

"Song Shi, your existence, no, the weight of your fate, has a profound impact on this world. As for whether it is good or bad, I'm not sure." At this point, Isidore shook his head and said calmly: "Don't think too much, there is no strange conspiracy. I just want to see you, that's all."

"As... well, just think of it as a deal. As your reward for taking over the Border Supervisory post, power, money, and resources, these things are probably not something you value, nor do you need, so I can answer a question for you."

"Go ahead." Isidore lowered his jaw and slowly rubbed the back of his hand: "Anything is fine."

Song Shi let out a long breath.

Then he raised his head.

"How long can you live?"

(End of this chapter)