Wizard: I can predict the future

Ash College, Old Stone Street.

Anna Deli walked slowly down the old street, a hint of nostalgia in her eyes.

That day, after reporting to Professor Warwick, she rushed from the laboratory to the college without stopping.

She quickly identified her target.

It was a boy dressed in a gray-white wizard's robe.

He was carrying several books and running towards the classroom.

That man was Evan.

Anadelie revealed a wicked smile and stood right in front of Evan.

Evan had no time to dodge and crashed into Anadale.

Her steps faltered, and the books in her hands scattered all over the ground.

He looked up and saw the person in front of him clearly.

Slightly stunned.

It wasn't that he hadn't seen beautiful women before.

Vera and Iria are no less than the person in front of them.

But the woman before him possessed an indescribable charm that made one instinctively take another look.

He quickly bent down to pick up the book, apologizing as he did so.

"Sorry, did I hurt you?"

AnnaDali's gaze swept over the nameplate on Evan's chest.

"Evan Hughes."

"Are you a member of the royal family of the White Moon Duchy on Leman Island?"

Evan was startled when he heard the other party mention the Duchy of White Moon.

This was the first time he had heard a familiar name since leaving Leman Island.

"You...who are you?"

Anna Deli reached out and gently tucked a strand of hair from her forehead behind her ear.

"Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself."

"Anna Deli came here from the Duchy of White Moon ten years ago."

Evan's eyes lit up, and the restraint on his face immediately dissipated.

"Miss Annadale, what a coincidence, we're from the same hometown."

AnnaDali smiled slightly, her gaze lingering on his face for a moment.

"The White Moon Principality has changed quite a bit in the past few years, hasn't it?"

She turned slightly to the side, as if it were just a casual question.

"How is the Nico family doing now?"

Evan was taken aback, clearly not expecting the other person to mention that name.

But they quickly realized what was happening.

"The Nico family is currently relatively stable."

"Before I left, I even went hunting with young master Moro Nico."

Although Evan hid it very well.

But Anadelie still noticed a hint of panic in his eyes.

"I see."

After speaking, she stared intently at Evan, her mental energy quietly circulating as she quickly sketched out a witchcraft model in her mental energy sea.

next second.

A blood-red light shone in her eyes.

The moment Evan saw it, he felt a jolt of dizziness.

Tell me the true situation of the Nico family now.

Evan's eyes were lifeless, and his expression was blank.

Upon hearing those words, he showed no hesitation or surprise.

"Nord Blank launched a blood feud against the Nico family, and all seventy-six members of the family were slaughtered."

As soon as she finished speaking, Anna Deli felt a sudden dizziness.

His steps faltered slightly, and the smile on his face vanished completely.

I don't know how to face Mr. Warwick.

For a moment, they even forgot to ask for more details.

It took her a while to come to her senses.

"Who is Nord Blank? Tell me everything about him."

A long time passed.

Evan finally came to his senses.

He felt a sharp pain in his head and even forgot why he was standing there motionless.

It took him a while to recover.

Looking at the sparse crowd around him, he knew something was wrong.

He quickly ran towards the classroom.

Meanwhile, Anadelie was hiding behind a corner.

Watching Evan disappear.

However, the teacher's methods involuntarily surfaced in his mind, and his legs actually felt slightly weak.

Her right hand fingers involuntarily clenched, crushing the leaf she had just picked into tiny pieces.

"Norde Blank!"

She whispered the name, her eyes filled with barely suppressed hatred.

The next moment, she turned and walked towards the Forest of Trials.

"We must capture him alive and hand him over to the teacher so that we can vent the teacher's anger and avoid implicating me."

She walked forward while quickly organizing her thoughts.

escape?

Impossible, and she wouldn't dare.

Even if she manages to evade the teachers, the academy won't let her off easily.

"Fortunately, he went to the Trial Forest by some twist of fate. If he had stayed in the academy, I really wouldn't have been able to do anything about him."

She recalled the information Evan had provided.

Nord Blank and several other wizards who had recently enrolled entered the Trial Forest.

"It's a bit troublesome, but not a big problem."

He's just a little guy who's just entered the wizarding world.

Although she is still a second-level wizard apprentice, she has been out of school for over a decade.

The witchcraft and methods they possess are far beyond what these guys, who haven't even taken their first test, can compare to.

"This time, as long as we kill everyone else before they enter the academy, and then capture Nord Blank alive."

……

Two days later.

Nord, with a small cloth bag tucked into his waistband, walked alone toward the edge of the Trial Forest.

That day, after collecting the spoils, he and Irene parted ways.

Irene returned to the academy with the supplies, while he continued to complete the three tasks he had been assigned.

The treeline gradually thins out, and the light becomes brighter.

Nord kept moving forward.

But just before stepping out of the woods, he paused slightly.

There was some noise.

The next instant.

He pushed off with both feet, and instantly moved several meters to the side.

Several vines, as thick as a wrist, suddenly shot out from where he had been standing.

Before he could even regain his footing, the vines had already changed direction again and were wrapping around him at an extremely fast speed.

"Ambushes!"

Nord's heart sank; he had no time to determine the other party's identity.

But his hands moved quickly.

He swept his spear horizontally.

Snapped!

The first vine that approached was snapped off, but there was no blood at the break.

Instead, it sprayed out a pale green liquid, which landed on the ground and quickly corroded a patch of charred black.

The force was considerable.

The remaining vines have already grown close.

Nord stumbled and slid half a step close to the ground.

The butt of the gun suddenly struck the ground, using the force to propel itself into the air.

Two vines swept past him.

Just landed.

Another whooshing sound came from the side and behind.

This time, it's not vines.

Instead, it was a thin, thread-like black shadow.

Nord suddenly turned his body, and his spear swung back.

Block!

Ding!

With a crisp sound, the dark figure was blocked.

It turned out to be a slender black thorn.

At the same time, he slashed horizontally with his long sword.

Two vines that hadn't had a chance to turn around were cut off on the spot.

The longsword, which had already been corroded with deep pits, broke completely.

Nord had already sensed the opponent's presence the instant the attack began.

His gaze quickly locked onto the shadows in the woods.

"come out!"

Anadelius looked ahead and frowned slightly at Nord, who had dodged two sneak attacks in a row.

The person in front of me has a terrifyingly strong combat instinct.

But it doesn't matter; in the face of absolute power, everything else is meaningless.

She had only intended to capture him alive; she still had many other methods up her sleeve.

Seeing that Nord had already noticed her presence, Annadale no longer hid.

He walked out slowly.