Chapter 37
2021-04-08
Chapter 37 Prophecy Innate Talent Test
Day 2, morning.
Anves, led by Leonard, came to the Duke’s study.
At this moment, Duke Karrot was sitting leisurely behind the large writing desk, playing with a blue crystal cluster that exuded a little silver light.
The sun penetrated into the room from the tall arched window behind the duke, and the pale white light beam shrouded the duke’s black-backed golden mark’s dress, outlining a faintly radiant outline, which set off his silhouette incomparably majesty.
“father—”
Stepping gracefully into the room, Anves bowed to the duke, and behind him, the butler in a black tuxedo closed the door.
The Duke nodded slightly to him, motioning him to take a seat beside him.
“I’m looking for you for two things, Anves.”
Placing the crystal cluster on the corner of the table, the Duke opened the drawer and took out a delicate invitation , on the desktop.
The main body of the invitation is elegant dark blue, with intricate patterns all over the edges, and a purple-golden glossy mysterious castle coat of arms is embossed in the center.
“The first thing, the Royal Pamir Academy has sent an invitation letter. The first day of the Fire Moon ①, which is a month later, is the time for you to go to the Royal Capital Academy for further studies.”
As the Duke spoke, the invitation on the table floated up on its own and slowly fell into Anves’ hands.
Anves has heard the name of the Pamir Academy, which was founded by the Gloria Great Emperor himself and is recognized as the cream of the crop by the whole empire. Every year, only a few hundred or so new students are recruited throughout the empire.
Pamir, which means “brilliance” in the Mani language.
Only true geniuses, or descendants of nobles who have reached a certain level of family power, or both, can receive invitations from the Pamir Academy.
In a sense, this is not just an invitation, but a symbol of a class. Receiving it is equivalent to receiving a ticket to high society.
“Father, will Fiona go to the Academy with me too?”
After carefully examining the invitation letter in his hand, Anves put it in the ring, and then suddenly thought of one. thing, can’t help but ask.
“Fiona…”
Repeating the girl’s name, Carlos lowered his eyes, and instinctively stroked the glyph on the mithril cufflinks with his fingertips, and then pointed with his index finger. Clicking on the desktop, there seems to be some hesitation in my heart.
For a moment, the duke sighed, his eyes closed slightly, then reopened, his eyes calmed down.
“Although her strength is long enough, her character is still not mature enough… Her invitation letter, I will postpone it for another year. Next year’s fire month is the time for her to go to the Academy .”
Speaking, Duke Karrot raised his eyes again to look at Anves, and in the blue eyes against the light, the perfect appearance of the noble boy was reflected.
“By next year, if Fiona’s personality is still that naive… then please take care of her in Academy a little.”
“Of course, I’ll do my best. Yes, father.”
Breathing the air with a faint floral scent unique to the room where ancient books are placed, Anves gracefully agreed, calmly agreeing.
“Sometimes, it’s really hard for me to believe that you were only born a year before Fiona”
Hearing Anves’ answer, the Duke’s face couldn’t help but smack. smile.
“The second thing, Anves. How much do you know about the School of Prophecy?”
With a thoughtful look on his face, Anves spoke slowly for a moment.
“The school of prophecy, which focuses on the study of the web of destiny, the ability to peek into pieces of information in the future through some spells, is a very powerful and mysterious profession.”
“However, according to the description in the book, only those who possess a certain innate talent can obtain the qualification to learn prophecy. And the appearance of this qualification is completely irregular.”
“That’s right, Anves, that’s the second thing today–”
The Duke was satisfied, nodded, and was very pleased with Anves’ knowledge.
“You mean, predicted innate talent testing?”
Anves immediately ‘gets it’, with a bright, cooperative smile on his face, as if preparing for the upcoming test. excited.
“Yes! Now your strength has reached the test standard.
Later, the chief fortune-teller of the family will come here to test whether you are a fortune-teller or not. The innate talent.”
Looking at Anves’ ‘excited’ look, Duke Karrot, who did not understand the complete truth, smiled nodded, confirming his guess.
A moment later, Leonard opened the door again, and a slightly short silhouette, shrouded in a strange gray robe, appeared at the door.
At first sight of the man, Anves thought he was just acting a little mysterious.
But upon closer inspection, Anves noticed that there seemed to be something strange about the man.
It was a slightly distorted and alienated feeling, as if there was an illusory barrier between the space he was in and the environment around him.
The light from the environment appears to have some sort of subtle distortion as it reaches him. This makes his silhouette look a little bleak, out of tune with the bright surroundings.
The overlapping hood obscures his head, hiding his face in deep shadows, making it difficult to see.
“Good day, Your Excellency Chief Prophet!”
Anves stood up immediately, with a respectful expression on his face, right hand on his chest, and performed a standard noble etiquette.
The gray robe’s silhouette seems to be slightly stunned, but in that twisted atmosphere, Anves can’t make out his movements.
“Then, I’ll trouble you.”
The Duke turned his eyes to the silhouette of the gray robe and said in an easy-going and equal manner.
“Do your best, Your Excellency.”
Silhouette spoke for the first time, with a strangely tactful and crisp voice, it was the voice of a young girl.
She raised her hand gently, and a colorless crystal ball the size of a human head suddenly appeared and was held in her palm.
That tender white and slender hand also showed once again that the chief prophet of the Olivendi family turned out to be a girl!
Anves had an instinctively surprised expression on his face, as if surprised by the fact that the chief prophet of the family was a young girl.
In order to play his identity well, he deliberately pulled out the expression of little Anves in his previous life from his memory, and performed a scene restoration.
“I don’t know how old she is…but if she can cultivate to seventh rank, I’m afraid she is at least one or two hundred years old, maybe more than…”
looking at The prophet held the crystal ball’s hand, and an impolite thought flashed in Anves’ mind, but he was choked out almost immediately.
Of course, because of the existence of the family talisman, the ‘girl’ prophet in front of him should not be able to see through his own thoughts, but Anves didn’t want to take pointless risks.
The prophet didn’t know what the noble boy in front of him was thinking just now, otherwise, she might try to physically insert the crystal ball into Anves’ head, and then let him perceive it carefully.
①: September
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(End of this chapter)