Wizard: I can predict the future

On the first day, you abandoned everything and left the White Moon Duchy.

The next day, you cleaned up any traces of your escape and hid in a deserted area of ​​the mountains.

On the third night, you suddenly felt a sharp pain in your heart while you were asleep, and then you died with blood flowing from all seven orifices.

Cause of death: Curse

[Drill Interrupted]

The simulation target has been eliminated, and the one-year cycle has not been met.

[Based on the remaining time, return 9 points to the source.]

[Source: 27.5]

Nord's expression turned serious as he watched the prompts scrolling across the panel.

Without the slightest hesitation, he began the second deduction.

Day 1

You infiltrate the capital city of Lashtu and, under the cover of night, search for possible locations where magic stones may be stored.

After searching for several hours, you have finally found a place where the magic stone is stored.

You steal the magic stone.

[You unexpectedly alert the guards, and choose to use force to remove the obstacle.]

……

On the third day, you will travel to the capital of the White Moon Kingdom, carrying six magic stones, to pay homage to the wizard.

The wizard stared at you for three seconds.

The sky darkened in the next instant.

A fireball nearly a meter in diameter forms in mid-air and hurtles towards you.

You struggle with all your might, only to find that you are completely unable to move.

……

Nord opened his eyes, his breathing becoming heavier involuntarily.

That final fireball made him feel as if he were facing a falling meteorite, wanting to fight back but powerless to do so.

The third attempt failed.

The fourth attempt failed.

……

In the simulation, the wizards used different methods, but the results were all the same.

If he makes a move, he will surely die.

The difference between them is like that between mortals and gods.

Nord temporarily halted the simulation.

Although the simulations had been conducted more than ten times, they all ended in death.

But in some of the scenarios he simulated, he still noticed something unusual.

That is, the wizard clearly showed surprise at him breaking through to the legendary knight at such a young age.

Nord recalled Duke Raymond mentioning that if he married the princess of the White Moon Kingdom, the White Moon Kingdom would provide enough magic stones to keep him alive.

"It seems that the previous attempts to offer magic stones only resulted in death, which can only mean that we didn't have enough magic stones!"

Looking at the remaining 12.5 source on the panel, Nord suddenly had a new direction for deduction.

It spans nearly ten years and has been simulated dozens of times.

He had long understood that this so-called deduction could not be created out of thin air.

Without the breathing technique, no matter how many times he practiced it, he could not perfect it, let alone break through to the level of a legendary knight.

This is why he wanted to meet with Duke Raymond, ask the wizard for information, and then make his deductions.

On your first day, you immediately displayed the aura of a legendary knight and paid your respects to the White Moon Royal Court.

The White Moon Royal Court is shocked by your strength and takes the initiative to inquire about your purpose.

After friendly negotiations, the White Moon Royal Court has agreed to help you reconcile with the wizard.

If you possess wizarding talent, you must serve the White Moon Royal Court three times; otherwise, you will spend the rest of your life guarding the White Moon Duchy.

On the third day, thanks to the mediation of the White Moon Duchy, the wizard did not pursue the matter and agreed to let you participate in the Wizard Talent Competition.

[Deduction Ended]

[The simulation period has not yet reached the one-year cycle; based on the remaining time, 9 points will be returned to the source.]

[Source: 11.5]

……

Three days later, in the capital city of the White Moon Kingdom.

On the open ground outside the city, Nord stood side by side with a dozen or so members of the White Moon Royal Clan, while behind them stood dozens of nobles of all ranks from the duchy.

These noble families were almost all long-established clans.

There are almost no nobles like him who have been granted titles in recent years for their military achievements.

Duke Raymond stood not far behind Nord, his brows furrowed as he looked at him, increasingly puzzled.

Time passed little by little.

It wasn't until the sun was high in the sky that a blurry shadow appeared in the distance.

Nord's heart tightened, and he focused his energy on his eyes.

It was a very ordinary carriage, made entirely of wood, without any flags or medals symbolizing status.

Strangely, the carriage, though driven by no coachman, did not deviate from its course.

Moreover, the carriage was much faster than usual. On this uneven ground, the carriage did not move an inch and covered hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye.

Nord thought to himself, "They're here!"

Before long, the carriage arrived in front of the group.

The carriage curtain was lifted by a slender hand, and a woman dressed in a black robe and wearing a pointed hat peeked out.

Her gaze swept mercilessly over the crowd, and she said coldly, "Lead the way."

The king of the White Moon Kingdom was an elderly man in white robes. He quickly stepped forward with a respectful attitude.

Ivan Hughes walked in front of the carriage himself, leading it toward the palace.

The other nobles naturally dared not neglect the task and quickly followed.

Upon entering the palace, maids brought out the wine and dishes that had been prepared beforehand and placed them on a long table.

Nord sat to one side, his gaze involuntarily falling on the king in the main seat, who was constantly bowing and scraping.

His appearance was completely different from his usual self.

A moment later, a servant quietly approached Nord.

"Count Nord, the King requests your presence."

Nord felt a chill run down his spine and quickly stepped forward.

He kept his head down, not daring to look at the woman in front of him even once.

"Nord Blank greets Your Excellency the Wizard."

The woman's gaze fell on Nord, as if she wanted to see right through him.

Nord felt a bone-chilling cold rise up, emanating from within, like falling into an icy lake in winter.

After a while, the chill subsided.

A woman's voice came from beside me.

"To have reached the level of a legendary knight at such a young age."

"Your bloodline magic talent must be quite good."

"I'm really looking forward to seeing how you perform during the talent test later."

The banquet ended quickly.

The vast majority of people had already left the main hall.

Apart from the wizard, the king, and the three dukes in the main seats, there were only about a hundred young noblemen and ladies in their teens.

Nord standing with them seemed rather odd.

Lilia stood up: "I came to Leman Island to find Lilia, who has the potential to become a wizard."

She reached into her sleeve and took out a crystal ball the size of a fist.

With a gentle push, the crystal ball slowly moved towards the center of the hall.

"You will take turns coming forward and placing your hands firmly on the crystal ball."

"If one has wizarding talent, the crystal ball will flash a red light."

"Then you can come behind me and, like them, become wizard trainees."

As she spoke, she pointed to the seven people behind her.

Nord looked at the seven people who had followed Lilia down from the carriage.

Five men and two women.

Except for the woman in the lead, everyone else appeared very reserved.

Lilia continued:

"Remember, never forget all the changes that occurred after touching the crystal ball."

"That transformation represents your talent, the direction of your future research. Perhaps you can rely on the changes here to become a formal wizard in the future."

Lilia did not explain what constitutes a formal wizard.

No one present dared to ask.

Lilia looked at the group of reserved boys and seemed to have thought of something interesting.

She suddenly laughed, her laughter clear and melodious, like a wind chime.

The moment the laughter reached his ears, Nord felt a jolt in his heart.

In that instant, he felt as if he had returned to a warm harbor, and his whole body unconsciously relaxed, even his tense nerves loosened.

His years of experience fighting on the battlefield made him instantly realize that something was wrong.

He felt a chill run down his spine and instinctively looked up.

Lilia had already turned her gaze to him.

"Nord Blank, you go first."