Wizard: I can predict the future

By the time we returned to the manor, it was already dark.

After parting ways with Iria in the forecourt, Nord returned to his room with a dinner.

After sensing spiritual power on the merchant ship, he hadn't had time to truly calm down and experience this state.

After quickly finishing dinner and resting for a while, Nord leaned back in his chair and tried to enter a meditative state again.

The Hexagonal Prism Guided Meditation Method does not impose any requirements on meditation posture. As long as you can quickly calm your mind and clear your mind of distractions, you can even lie down.

As I calmed my mind and focused my attention, everything around me seemed to quiet down.

Not long after, Nord entered that strange state again.

The book provides a detailed explanation of this, and once one senses spiritual power, entering a meditative state becomes almost a natural progression.

In the hazy and silent perception, tiny specks of light reappeared around me, along with that irresistible attraction.

Suppressing his desires, Nord carefully examined the differences between the points of light.

He quickly discovered that the blue dots were the most numerous near the ocean, followed by cyan, while brown and red were negligible.

Further away from the coast, brown and red colors gradually increase.

Nord's heart stirred slightly, and he began to have some guesses.

"Blue should be associated with water, while brown seems to be associated with land."

"As for cyan and red, there is too little information at present to confirm them."

Time passed slowly, and Nord seemed to be immersed in this state.

He didn't know how much time had passed when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, as if he had been staying up all night for several days in a row.

He knew in his heart that this was the limit of meditation as described in the book.

Wizards have limited mental energy, and each meditation continuously consumes it. If they reach their limit and continue meditating, their mental energy will be damaged at best, and at worst, their mental energy model will collapse and their magic will go out of control.

Nord didn't press the matter and readily exited the meditative state.

I opened my eyes to find the entire manor completely silent.

He raised his hand to rub his temples, slowly walked to the window, felt the sea breeze blowing, and couldn't help but feel a sense of happiness.

Although he only sensed spiritual power with the help of the recorder.

But as far as he knows, among the wizard trainees, only Vera sensed spiritual power on the second day; the others gained nothing.

Even if it's another third-class wizard talent.

After a short rest, he took out "Hexagonal Prism Guided Meditation" again and carefully studied the formulas on it, trying to find the relationship between them.

The moon gradually rose higher.

Just then, the sound of hurried running came from the corridor outside the door.

The voice came from afar, and it was clearly tinged with panic.

Nord, who had just begun to get a clue, frowned. Before he could put down his book, the door was suddenly pushed open by an external force.

Iria stood at the door, breathing rapidly, a hint of tension on her face.

"Nord, Evan hasn't come back yet."

"I just went to the inner city and asked the guards, and they all said they hadn't seen Evan enter the city."

"No one else has seen Evan return either. He... he might be in trouble!"

Nord's eyes narrowed instantly upon hearing this.

During the day, Evan returned to the manor early because he disliked the harsh environment.

Even though he later went to Binhai City, it was already under curfew at that time.

Kecourt Manor is less than a kilometer from the seaside city, so they should have returned to the manor by now.

He slowly rose to his feet, his voice extremely calm.

"Has Lady Lilia been informed of this?"

Iria shook her head:

"There's a barrier around Lady Lilia's door. I called out from outside, but there was no response."

Nord nodded. If a wizard were to intervene, finding Evan should be quite easy.

But since Lilia did not respond, and he had promised the King of the Moonlight Kingdom, he had no choice but to go and search for her.

"Go back and rest first, leave everything to me."

Upon hearing this, Iria's previously panicked expression immediately calmed down, as if the problem could definitely be solved as long as Nord intervened.

"Then be careful."

The Kekot Estate was exceptionally quiet under the cover of night.

Nord arrived at the road leading to the port, focused his energy in his eyes, and carefully examined all the traces along the way.

However, during the day, not only wizard trainees walked along this road, but also servants who came to deliver food, so there was no trace of Evan anymore.

About 300 meters from the port, Nord's gaze suddenly sharpened.

There were a few broken weeds by the roadside.

Normally, he wouldn't have paid any attention to it, but with Evan's disappearance, it became highly suspicious.

Nord walked towards the roadside bushes and indeed found some traces.

Although the other party took measures, in his eyes, these attempts to cover up the truth only made things more obvious.

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"Chief, it's been so long, why hasn't Simon returned yet? Could something have happened to him?"

"We've found out that the strongest nobles at Kecourt Manor are barely knights, as long as they don't alarm the Duke of Binhai City."

"With Grand Knight Simon's strength, victory is practically assured."

This is an underground cave hidden deep in the mountains.

Normally, a power like theirs, with two great knights, wouldn't need to hide in such a place, no matter how down on its luck it was.

But who could blame them for killing the only son of the legendary knight of the Duchy of Arlandon due to some accident?

From then on, they could only hide and flee, and even after escaping the territory of the Duchy of Arlandon, they dared not let their guard down.

The cave was dark but not damp, and a few oil lamps hung on the stone walls, making it look less gloomy.

The two men speaking were of different heights. One was tall with a long, blood-stained axe at his waist, while the other was short and fiddling with a dagger.

As soon as the two finished speaking, footsteps suddenly came from outside the passage.

Before long, a burly figure walked in from outside.

The man was nearly two meters tall, carrying a heavy sword in his left hand and a finely dressed young man in his right hand as if he were carrying a small chicken.

It was Evan, who had already fallen into a coma.

"Lord Hawke, we're lucky today; we've run into someone who's all alone."

Simon casually tossed Evan to the ground.

With a muffled thud, Evan let out an unconscious groan.

Upon seeing this, the short man immediately stood up, scooped a ladle of cold water from a nearby water vat, quickly walked over to Evan, and splashed it down with a splash.

A bone-chilling cold instantly swept over us.

Evan shuddered and instantly regained his senses.

His memory was still stuck on the way back to the manor.

Disgusted by the filth of the slums, he returned alone.

Before they had gone very far, they felt a strong gust of wind coming from behind them.

He instinctively drew his longsword, but before he could even cut halfway, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his head and then lost consciousness.

When I woke up again, my whole body felt like it had fallen apart.