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Chapter 179 Seville's Eye of Fate
Just then, Seville's cold gaze swept over, and Su An'an subconsciously lowered her head to avoid it.

Suddenly, Yan Tian sprang into action, his claws slashing towards Seville:
"You still dare to come? Nicola got into trouble because of seeing you."

"Shh!"

A flash of silver light appeared, and Seville's feathered blade precisely severed a lock of hair from Yan Tian's forehead.

With a flap of his wings, countless black feathers hovered like blades before the throats of Yan Tian, ​​Nemo, and Lu Chengfeng.

"You actually believe that I would go against Nicola for Su An'an?"

His voice was icy, and his eyes blazed with fury.

Since retiring from the interstellar music scene, he has been bombarded with countless insults, but none have ever angered him like this.

Those rumors that he was "love-obsessed" and "kowtowing to the poisonous woman Su An'an" are false.

He was so angry he wanted to tear the mastermind behind it all apart.

Nemo's shark eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and he roared in interruption:

"Stop pretending, it was you and Su An'an who teamed up."

Before he could finish speaking, Seville grabbed his neck and slammed the fish against the wall.

“Use your waterlogged brain to think,” Seville said, his tone chilling.

"If I were really going to kidnap someone, would I leave such obvious evidence?"

"Enough, now is not the time to argue!"

Lu Chengfeng stepped forward, his sharp gaze fixed on Seville:

"I've heard that the Golden Feather Clan is most skilled in divination and location. If you want to prove your innocence, help us find Nicola."

"threaten me?"

Seville raised an eyebrow, his amber pupils suddenly contracted, and the air pressure around him dropped sharply.

He slightly spread his wings, the black feathers gleaming coldly in the moonlight: "You?"

Lu Chengfeng's wolf ears were taut: "If anything happens to Nicola, you and Su An'an will be nailed to the pillar of the empire's shame!"

"You don't want to be ruined, do you?"

"Silver Wolf!"

Fei Zhao's fingertips ignited with red foxfire, which she then hurled at Lu Chengfeng's feet.

Watch your words! Don't forget who cured your genetic breakdown!

Lu Chengfeng gritted his teeth and took half a step back, but still stubbornly held his head high:
"I admit that I have offended Her Highness the Third Princess in many ways, but all the evidence points to you!"

"If you want to prove your innocence, you need to find Nicola."

“Nicola is my mistress, and she is the most important person in my heart.”

"Once the mistress is found, my life is at Your Highness's disposal!"

What would I do with your life?

Su An'an stroked the communicator, her brows furrowed: "I also want to know, who stole my badge?"

"Seville, let's do a divination!"

Lu Chengfeng looked at Seville.

Yan Tian suddenly stepped forward, his dragon scales gleaming with a dangerous red light:

"Seville, are you feeling guilty about what you did?"

Nemo's shark eyes were fixed on him:
"Or are you simply too afraid to prove your innocence?"

Seville suddenly chuckled, a laugh like an ice blade scraping against glass: "Provocation? It won't work on me!"

Lu Chengfeng, Yan Tian, ​​and Nemo's expressions changed drastically, their energy surged, and they were about to make a move.

“However!” Seville suddenly sneered, his black wings reflecting a cold light:

"I'm also very curious, which brainless person would dare to use me as a pawn?"

"Hasn't your divine power been exhausted?"

Su An'an couldn't help but ask.

Seville glanced at her sideways: "She wasn't kidnapped by the Black Priest."

She turned her finger to Lu Chengfeng, "Bring Nicola's personal items; the longer they're kept, the better the effect."

Lu Chengfeng pulled out a cracked support bracelet from his pocket; the gold-embossed signature on it was already faded and worn.
"This is what you personally took Nicola to the intensive care unit in the slums six years ago when she was dying from a genetic disorder."

As the memory flashed back, Seville's pupils contracted sharply.

Six years ago, on a rainy night, the lights in the intensive care unit were stark white.

The female kitten on the hospital bed was curled up in a ball, her gray fur sparse and matted.

Her small, thin body, covered in tubes, trembled slightly.

"Brother Seville!"

She was barely breathing, but she still managed to force a smile:

"I love your singing the most!"

Who would have thought that this slum girl, struggling with genetic disorders, would now become the daughter of the Alliance President?
"You had just debuted back then,"

Lu Chengfeng's voice seemed to come from a very distant place:
"I said I would always protect the smiles of every fan."

"Shut up."

Suddenly, his wings began to tremble uncontrollably, and Seville grabbed the bracelet.

The little animal paw in his memory was tightly gripping his fingers.

That faint force seemed to pierce through time, searing his palm.

“Nicola struggled in the slums until she was twelve years old.”

Lu Chengfeng's voice sounded as if it were coming from behind a layer of ice:

"After she was found and brought back to the Presidential Palace, she always said that it was your singing that kept her alive..."

"enough!"

Seville interrupted him coldly.

Two pristine white divination bones were tossed into the air, tracing golden paths.

The bracelet floated in the interwoven star map, finally settling into place.

“500 kilometers north of Black Star, an abandoned mine.”

Seville frowned.

Isn't that the place where he saved Qiuqiu?
A sense of foreboding crept into my mind.

"go!"

Yan Tian and Nemo pulled Lu Chengfeng along, ready to rush out.

"stop."

Sewell's voice was like an icicle piercing the air.

He bit his fingertip, and blood drew a glaring vertical line across his brow, his eyes suddenly shrouded in a dark golden mist.

That was a sign of the Golden Feather Clan's forbidden technique, the Divine Eye.

Ye Yuan frowned and said in a low voice, "He actually overdraws his source energy to see the fate line?"

He lowered his voice even further: "It will take at least two months to recover."

Su An'an didn't say anything; she believed that Seville had his reasons for doing so.

Seville's gaze swept over the three beasts, and bloodshot lines appeared in his eyes: "You will all die."

The voice suddenly turned icy: "Nicola, too!"

"fart!"

Yan Tian's dragon scales exploded: "Who the hell are you cursing?"

Nemo's shark teeth gleamed coldly: "Playing tricks!"

"Shut up!"

Lu Chengfeng slammed his wolf claws into the ground, the shockwave sending Yan Tian and Nemo back three steps.

A silver glint flashed in his eyes: "How dare you be disrespectful to a holy priest?"

Legend has it that those who blaspheme against priests will have their souls torn apart by the threads of fate!

Yan Tian and Nemo instantly sobered up, their backs soaked with cold sweat.

"Bang bang bang!"

Three muffled thuds as knees slammed into the ground.

Yan Tian's dragon scales, Nemo's shark fin, and Lu Chengfeng's wolf tail all lowered themselves, their right fists pressed against their chests.

This is the highest level of salute from the Orcs.

Lu Chengfeng's Adam's apple bobbed as he said loyally:
"Holy Priest, we are willing to die, but please save Nicola!"

Seville's gaze swept over the beasts like a cold blade, lingering for a moment on Su An'an and the four beastmen.

The bloodstain between his eyebrows suddenly flashed violently. He pressed his temple hard, a look of pain on his face.

Will we die too?

Su An'an's voice was strained, and her fingertips unconsciously dug into her palms.

Seville looked up, the gold in his eyes receding like the tide, revealing a rare look of confusion: "No."

"Fate has decreed that everyone must go for Nicola to have any chance of survival."

The air solidified instantly.

　I've finally finished writing.

　　I'll take a nap, then get up and continue writing.

　　I should be able to resume updating at noon tomorrow!

　　(End of this chapter)