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Chapter 66 Meeting

"No, I see you...you will get strength, status and wealth...and be able to enjoy your old age. To get all this, you don't need to do anything special, you just need to act according to your own heart. You are the only survivor." She whispered her last sentence.

"Haha...haha...you really know how to talk. It's said everywhere that you rely on your talent to do divination, but it seems that you have a good tongue the day after tomorrow." Damon smiled and then pulled out of the car.

"Sir, what's wrong?" The village chief walked over from behind.

"No, I just asked Leya to divine once." Damon did not hide it. "The divination result was very good."

"Oh." The village chief responded casually. However, he didn't understand whether this was the real divination result or the answer was casual. Since he was beaten by several young people after the divination last time, Leya has used a vague way of the bad divination result. Or since then, she has never said anything others don't like to hear.

"We will win, and I will gain strength, status and wealth." He laughed. "I like this fortune teller very much."

They walked to the other side and went to a relatively empty place, and a follower next to them added.

"Sir, she just said that you will get strength, status and wealth... but didn't say we won."

"Shut up!" Damon's voice suddenly became cold. "Of course we will win. Otherwise, no matter whether the opponent is a vampire or a Ryan, there will be only one result in the Bin clan. I will not be an exception."

With a hustle and bustle of farewell, the wheels began to roll.

She passed by the car entirely in the car. Except for the accidental pause on the roadside, the sound of wheels never stopped during the rest of the rest. The rapid sound of wheels shows that they were moving forward very quickly, far faster than normal speed. Sometimes, during the short interval when the vehicle stopped and rested, some people would come to her to find her and divine her own destiny, partly men and partly women. She saw that most of them were going towards imminent death. But when she said that, she either used an ambiguous way of understanding or simply a lie. She knew now that people did not resist hearing about future disasters, but that was on the premise that disasters could be avoided and changed. No one liked a crow who reported his destiny, even if it was a crow flying above the funeral procession.

After walking this road for more than ten days, they finally stopped for a long time. Although Leya's eyes could not see it, she could still clearly feel that she had been away from the mountains for a long time.

Their pace of progress slowed down. It seemed that there were some new members in the team, because a strange atmosphere spread in the team, which made her breathless. She heard people talking to each other in a low voice, and they were discussing things that didn't need to be hidden at all. Some people walked around for no reason, some were sorting out luggage that had been sorted out for ten times, and some were repairing the axles and wheels that had not had any problems at all. It seemed that everyone was anxious to do something to temporarily get rid of the haze that was shrouded in their hearts. Moreover, she could judge from the sound of wheels, horse hooves, and conversations that people left the team every day, and at the same time, some returned to the team.

The last day finally came, and she was supported by two people to a certain place. She couldn't see it, but she could imagine that there should be more than ten people gathering around, and the man named Damon was talking to everyone.

"The procedures have been resolved. The Blood Duke will see us soon. This is a very critical scene," Damon's voice sounded relaxed, without any tension, and even had a sense of humor. "Although the two countries are fighting each other, we cannot entrust our lives to the vampire's sense of honor."

"Everyone remembers what happened to us, and must not be inconsistent. This afternoon, I delayed a little because of my physical discomfort, which led to the time being when we arrived at the Vampire Castle. It was already evening. So we stayed in his castle for one night and then met tomorrow. That's how it was. Are you having any questions?" he said with a smile.

This reason is very reasonable, and of course there will be no objection.

"Then remember my plan. I will show that I can provide him with a divination during the meeting, and then you will bring Leya over. Miss Leya, remember your mission. Just say something to perfunctorily to divination. Try to choose some likable words, not necessarily the truth. But you must clearly see the future of the vampire and see what the future will be for him and our clan. Do you understand?"

She nodded.

"Very good, this is our preliminary plan. Although I think there should be no trouble, if something unexpected happens, we must take the necessary measures. You..." Damon began to instruct further details, but she did not listen, but took this opportunity to observe all the people here. It's okay, at least these people will not die tomorrow. Although the front of their line of destiny is blood red, which usually means not a good thing. But without tools, she cannot see in more detail. The fate of these people is different from Damon, whose line of destiny is clear and bright. She returns her thoughts to herself and tries to find the trajectory of destiny in herself. In the past, she has tried this many times. This feeling is like a human being going/licking the tip of her elbow. Although it seems feasible, it is always a little bit impossible to do.

She didn't know how she spent the rest of her time, but by the time she came back to her senses, she seemed to be in a separate room. Only Damon was left beside her.

"Sorry, Miss Reya, I feel sorry for you." Damon said softly beside her. There was no breathing from others around. "Thank you for this period of time. If you persist for a while, we can set off tomorrow."

No, I won't go back. She whispered in her heart.

"Your grandma should have recovered. She is anxiously waiting for you to come back."

She shook her head sadly. However, Damon could not understand what her action meant.

"Please remember the responsibilities you shoulder. This is related to the fate of our clan." Damon said. "This is the clothes I have prepared for you. Wearing this tomorrow will make you more like a fortune teller."

With this sentence, a soft material was stuffed into her hand. "I should have arranged a servant for you." His voice was full of apology. "But unfortunately, we cannot enter the vampire castle. The Blood Duke is really alert, and it may be difficult to assassinate him." His last sentence was ridiculed.

"Get a good night's rest. If there is any difficulty in getting dressed, I will have someone come to help you out tomorrow morning." Damon left the room. The sound of the door closing sounded in her ears.

The line of fate... The line of fate. For many years, her eyes that cannot see can see the line of fate. It is these "lines" that guide her. She cannot see her own line, but she can infer her own destiny through the lines on her grandmother. It is this ability that allows her to exchange her for a stable nest with her grandmother and survive countless hostility.

But now, she was frightened to find that there was a daze ahead of her.

The temperature in the room was very warm, so she groped and took off her coat. Her clothes were fur and felt very comfortable to touch, but she didn't know what the clothes looked like.

She held the wall and stood up. The door just now made a creaking sound, as if it was not closed. She leaned against the wall and walked out of the room in the direction of the sound.

She tried hard to recall that when she came in, she entered the room to the right, which meant that she came in from the left. So she advanced to the right, step by step. The shape of the castle seemed a bit strange, and the corridor in this area was so narrow that she could stretch her arms and let her fingertips touch both ends of the aisle.

But soon, there was only a piece of nothingness that touched the fingertips. She could only move forward carefully step by step, and staggered down her feet to tell her that she had arrived at a strange place at this moment. What she had just stepped on was a step. Fortunately, there was only one step. She finally controlled her balance. She should have come out with a stick. If she used a stick, she could probably avoid this danger.

"Stop!" she heard someone shouting. It was a woman's voice, and she was sure she had never heard it.

The woman was unable to be discovered just now, but now she is only a few steps away. She felt a strong hostility emanating from the strange woman. The woman was entangled by the thread of fate, with several nodes in it... But those were too confusing and she couldn't see more clearly.

"Wearing a pajamas, why are you wandering around here?!" asked the woman. She snuggled her hands uneasy, "I...I am a guest...I am lost..." She stood up straight.

"You... can't see your eyes? Damn!" The woman's hostility dissipated most of the time. "Do you want me to take you back?" she asked.

"No...can you help me... help me find a crutch?" She whispered. The woman seemed confused, but finally agreed.

"Okay, stay here for now and don't move. I'll come back soon. Don't walk around, you can't go anywhere like this."

The woman's breath disappeared, and she continued to move forward. Where is this? Grandma once told her that the owner of the castle either lived in the room in the center of the castle or lived in the tower of the castle. Her toes touched a hard object, and then she judged that it was a step. There were steps on the steps, one by one, and it looked like a staircase leading to the high-rise. Her hands groped in two sections, and then grabbed the handrail.

But the number of these stairs was not very large, at least not directly to the top of the tower as she imagined. Soon, her feet stepped onto the flat ground, and there were no handrails or other things around her. She could only continue to move forward carefully.

"Who!" she heard someone suddenly say. This is not the strange woman just now, but the voice of a man.

In a nervous state, she took a step forward with force. But this step took a short time. This was because several steps appeared in front of her, but she lost her balance and could only let herself fall down the steps. She couldn't help but scream.

The next moment, someone hugged her.

A man hugged her, her head pressed against the man's chest, and she heard the other person's voice. "Leya, why are you?"

Found it... Finally found it! She hugged the other person and suddenly burst into tears.
Chapter completed!
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