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"Senior, maybe we are a step too late."

Walking on the bustling street, Siosande whispered to Sartre.

At this moment, they were walking on the streets of Leiden City.

Although the city experienced two natural disasters not long ago, its important commercial location still allowed the city to recover in a very short period of time.

The damaged stone bricks were artificially replaced, and the buildings affected by the natural disaster were torn down and rebuilt without hesitation by the nobles.

Less than a month later, with the extraordinary power and the day-and-night efforts of slave workers, most of the buildings have begun to take shape.

At first glance, this city is really full of prosperity.

Well-dressed nobles either rode tall horses or drove extraordinary mechanical carriages, walking majestically on the wide roads, while the common people could only walk on the muddy or even dirty side roads.

Sartre looked at the scene in front of him in silence, silently pulled down his hood, no longer paying attention to the scene in front of him, and just responded to Siosande casually: "You have repeated this three times."

Because of Sartre's advancement and subsequent cultivation, even if he rushed to Leiden City from the Star Tower, he was still one step late, or several steps late.

When they arrived here, they could only see an empty manor. They also learned from the Iris Merchant Guild the story of Alice going to Badibila with Aaron and the Hanging Sword investigators.

From the guy's uncertain words, Sartre knew that Aaron had been away from Leyden City for at least four or five days.

And these four or five days are quite a long journey in the vast jungle.

What's more, I don't know why. Let alone Sartre's prophecy, even Siosande's prophecy has become vague and unclear, and it is impossible to pinpoint Aaron's direction from the prophecy.

Siosande, who did not believe in evil, even tried to predict Alice's direction, but to his shock, it seemed that he could not even lock Alice's direction.

It seems that there is an inexplicable force protecting Alice, and also interfering with his prophecy...

Therefore, the two Star Tower apprentices who traveled thousands of miles and even traveled day and night to reach Leiden City had to face a rather embarrassing situation - they didn't know where to go.

If you want to stay where you are, you will probably have to be squeezed by that fellow prophet named Berkeley, but if you want to leave here... Sartre, who keeps saying he wants to travel, really doesn't know where to go.

"If you ask me, it's better to just go back to the Tower of Stars." Siosande looked at the pedestrians around him coldly and advised Sartre.

After Sartre advanced, his attitude towards his seniors was obviously much better. Although it was not exactly respectful, it was at least a considerable improvement compared to before.

Otherwise, before doing this, he might have been sarcastic now.

"Since you are going to travel, you must stay for a year," Sartre responded to Siosande, squinting his eyes and carefully avoiding the crowds.

"Then you are going to stay here? Wait for your Mr. Aaron to come back?" Siosande was slightly dissatisfied, "Senior, to be honest, you should stay in the tower."

"I understand, Siosande, but I think there may be something more important about Mr. Aaron, and I still need him." Sartre hesitated and continued: "My hunch is very strong."

The corners of Siosande's mouth twitched and he opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't speak.

A very strong premonition?

Senior, you are a prophet, a prophet who lives on rituals and spices!

Are you telling me about a premonition? Talk to me about intuition?

Besides...

This certain person also has a heavy criminal record and has not successfully performed a prophecy so far...

Siosande, who ignored a certain prophecy, obviously did not believe in Sartre's intuition.

However, the celestial phenomenon that erupted when Sartre advanced had to make him shut up.

Even now, nearly a month after the incident, every time he tossed and turned in bed in the dead of night, he would still think of the scene that day and his fear of being dominated by his senior's talent...

Nearly half the resources of the Star Power Pool!

Even though he had overestimated Sartre's power, every time he thought about it, he would always shudder in his heart.

With the only experience of communicating with the Tower of Stars, Siosande once felt the starlight scattered in the sky, and also knew how difficult it was to draw all kinds of starlight with his soul.

And the person in front of me...

Siosande once made a comparison without overestimating his abilities, but in the end he found that in terms of control alone, he was several levels behind Sartre. He even extremely doubted that Sartre at this time was not very good at understanding spiritual materials. In terms of control, it is comparable to gold-level or even platinum-level prophets.

Even if he still can't predict correctly...

"It's getting late, it's time to go back." Siosand glanced at the sun that was starting to set, reminding Sartre.

As the two writers of Star Tower, of course, they are both barely considered to be some kind of creatures that will die in the face of light. They are really unwilling to go out unless necessary.

However, if you include the prophet of Berkeley who is traveling with you, it is quite necessary...

Yes, for Aaron and Sutter, their coming to Leyden City was a way to travel and gain experience.

Don't forget, Julian spent a lot of money to get the Prophet School to make concessions, and finally took Sartre off the deployment list.

However, the contract between the Star Tower and the Kingdom of Algrant is still valid. At this moment, it is just a different unlucky guy.

And this unlucky guy is, of course, Berkeley.

The Prophet Academy silently ate up the expatriation resources that were supposed to be compensated for him, and only symbolically compensated him for part of the spices, and then eagerly sent him to Leiden City with Sartre and Siosander. .

After all, we are going to Leiden City, so it would be nice to have someone to look after us on the way.

These were the original words of the deputy tower master of the Star Tower.

And the result is one can imagine...

An outcast who had no strong backing and was suddenly thrown out like a football, a poor man who was deprived of even the compensation he deserved, and a transcendent who had already learned the culprit that caused his tragic experience.

Not to mention anything else, during this journey alone, Siosande and Mengji had already felt murderous intent no less than three times.

Cutting off a person's financial path is like killing his parents. For the apprentices of the Tower of Stars, cutting off a person's academic path is also the same.

If Siosande hadn't been sober and understood, he might have had to find an opportunity to teach Berkeley a lesson.

In this matter, he was not like the mild-mannered Sartre.