in the name of the queen

Chapter 97 Hehe, it’s done

Alina is not leaving.

If you go, you can only be a traveler.

If you stay, you can try to see how far you can go as an astrologer.

Even if this road really doesn't work, it's okay to go back to being a traveler. At least try your best.

Roland suggested that Alina start with his enemy.

"The first is Wharton, the former deputy leader of the Knights, but you have to hurry up."

Alina understood it, she disguised herself and entered the Knights under Roland's guidance.

She carefully observed Wharton through the window who was still eating and drinking. After a while, she came to a conclusion.

Wharton's life is bleak, and the fire of life is like a candle in the wind. His life will come to an end tomorrow morning at the latest.

The results of observing destiny cannot be told directly to others, otherwise it will backfire.

This is also the real reason why astrologers are reluctant to speak directly.

Not that they like being the Riddler that much.

Of course, except for those magicians who pretend to be astrologers, they like to do this the most.

Now that Wharton's life is coming to an end, Alina can speak a little more revealingly.

"Be careful of the prisoner committing suicide. His death is closely related to you."

She reminded softly.

She didn't say to be careful about which prisoner commits suicide, but Roland should understand.

"Don't be careful, I arranged that glass of poisoned wine. Alina, your calculations are really accurate."

"伱" Alina looked at Roland dumbfounded.

Her observation was indeed correct.

I originally thought that Roland's participation would lead to flaws in the deduction, but it seems that her skills are still proficient.

Alina was very knowledgeable and didn't ask about the cause and effect.

This is a private matter of the Knights. She can listen if Roland takes the initiative to mention it, but she can't ask if Roland doesn't mention it.

People who have no sense of boundaries are easily rejected.

She changed the subject softly, "Who's next?"

"Another deputy commander. But he has left. I can provide clues."

"Please find a quiet room, bring his information, and stay with me for a while."

Roland took Alina to his office, hung a do not disturb sign outside, locked the door himself, and poured tea for Alina.

He opened the bottom drawer, took out a stack of files, and handed it to Alina.

"This is his information, you can refer to it."

Alina took the information provided by Roland, browsed through it roughly, and took out a box of exquisite playing cards from somewhere on her chest like a show of skill.

"Divination, start!"

"Is this a Tarot card?" Roland looked at the lifelike angel shape on the back of the card and was a little curious.

"No, this is an angel card. There are many people who know tarot cards, but very few who play angel cards."

Even though it was an introduction, she couldn't help but show off a little.

Roland said nothing, but the surprise in his eyes was the best compliment.

Alina took off her glasses.

Although she can do fortune-telling with or without her glasses, taking off her glasses is her complete form when it comes to fortune-telling.

Taking off her glasses and taking out the cards, Alina's aura completely changed.

Her eyes shone with the light of knowledge, and there seemed to be an entire starry sky behind her.

The first card was taken out, and the young angel on the card curled up into a ball, like a baby.

The cards fell on the table.

There was no sound, but Roland's heart beat hard.

what happened?

It was obviously a divination for Stanley, so why did he feel palpitations?

Alina murmured in her mouth, her eyes gradually deepened, and she quickly took out the second card and placed it on the opposite corner of the card table.

This is an old angel card. Alina muttered words, and cards flew out one by one and landed in different locations, forming a mysterious star map.

Roland couldn't recognize what constellation these cards formed, but his heartbeat was getting faster and faster.

He couldn't help but take out his handkerchief.

Looking up, Alina's cheeks were sweating even more, almost soaking wet.

Without thinking, he wiped Alina's sweat first.

Alina raised her head slightly, and the chanting of the spell did not stop, but there was a grateful look in her eyes.

The sweat beads did make her feel a little uncomfortable, but she had no time to care.

Compared with the simple and straightforward Wharton, Mr. Stanley is a real heavyweight.

His life is too complicated.

Whether it is family, relationship or career growing up.

Fortunately, Alina doesn't have to divine his life, she only needs to focus on her interaction with Roland.

However, there was still trouble.

Mr. Stanley and Roland had many interactions.

The current entanglement is only a less important part of this.

She hesitated a little, but continued to move forward along the observed trajectory of fate.

After an unknown amount of time, blood oozed from the corners of her mouth.

Roland quickly took out a second handkerchief and helped her catch the gushing blood.

He was secretly shocked.

If he had known that the path of an astrologer would be so bumpy, he would not have been this dog-headed strategist.

If Alina died here, it would definitely be an international dispute.

Although he did not believe in any of the gods in this world, he still prayed silently, hoping that Alina would be alright.

Fortunately, Alina was not observing Roland directly, so although there was backlash, it was not serious.

After spitting out two mouthfuls of blood, Alina's rosy cheeks lost a bit of blood, but her eyes shone with excitement.

"Hehe. It worked. It's finally done."

Seeing Alina looking a little crazy, Roland was very worried for her.

What a bastard have you become? It's so dangerous to stop.

Alina took Roland's handkerchief, wiped the blood carefully and put it away.

"This handkerchief should be regarded as a souvenir that I am about to break through to the eighth level. You shouldn't be reluctant to part with it."

"Of course not, just give it a shout if you like it."

Roland breathed a sigh of relief and quickly reacted, "Wait, level eight, you broke through so quickly?"

"That's not the case. I have to go back and sort it out carefully and prepare the materials for promotion. But there will definitely be no problem with this promotion."

"No need to continue observing?"

Roland felt a little regretful, and he also wanted to know his fate.

Alina smiled and said: "If I want to completely observe your fate, I have to continue working hard. If I force observation now, I can't bear the backlash at all. I have already failed to observe you once, and the backlash will be more serious next time."

"Then don't be brave. You go back and take a good rest first. You don't need to tell me the results of this observation. My curiosity is not that serious."

Alina was in a great mood, smiled and shook her head, "I can reveal a little bit, Stanley will meet you again, but I can't say anything else."

"Is it an enemy?"

"Unknown." Alina rarely became the Riddler.

Roland shrugged. The unknown was better than the iron enemy.

Alina said hello to Roland and was about to leave when the crisp sound of high heels touching the floor came from the corridor.

"Oops, I'm here to find you, or a woman, I'll hide first!"

Alina looked around Roland's office, saw a large wardrobe, and was about to get in.

Before she could move, Roland grabbed the collar of the back of her neck.

"Alina, are you confused? We have nothing to do, but your hiding will cause big problems."

There was a bloody handkerchief hidden in Alina's pocket, so it was even more unclear.

(End of this chapter)