The witch thought I am a Demon God

At this time, everyone watching the excitement had already left.

Ivita hesitated, So, what treasure will you give me?

He got off the carriage and glanced at the old woman's stall, and found that the stall was filled with some not-so-valuable earthen jars.

Child, are you looking down on these earthen jars? You can't just take everything at face value. The old woman coughed. She picked up a brown earthen jar without even looking at it. This is an earthen jar from an ancient civilization. Legend has it that the tyrant Xiao, who was hated by the church, once used it to drink water. Later, it disappeared in the fire that lasted ten days and nights in the capital.

Later, the tyrant Xiao falsely accused the church at that time of being an arsonist, and he really killed many people.

The old woman picked up another small earthenware jar. There were many figures painted with black paint on the surface of this earthenware jar. It was used by the world's first emperor to rinse his mouth.

The great emperor crossed the Queen of Ten Thousand Cities and marched towards a huge empire, but lost it on the way.

These street stalls are priceless antiques. They have no magical power, but they are priceless.

Three pennies and two shillings can't make up for these things.

Iveta looked speechlessly at the so-called antiques piled on the ground like tatters.

He turned to look at the old witch, who shook her head.

He looked at Rayleigh and Heilang. Don't think about it. Rayleigh and Heilang were just two warriors. They didn't know many characters, so of course they shook their heads.

Black Wolf whispered: Your Highness, I think we may have encountered a liar.

If they were really antiques, how could they be left on the ground like this? These are obviously just broken earthen jars.

I don't think her mind is right.

Ivita maintained a forced politeness and said awkwardly: Then are you going to give me these things?

Iveta thought, why not try to sell this thing?

What if it can really be sold?

Isn’t that your own recovery fund?

The old woman refused sternly. I refuse, these things are my collection.

I'm not going to give it to you. What I'm going to give you is this ring.

A ring was thrown over by her, and Ivita grabbed it in her hand and found that it was an ancient obsidian ring (a type of volcanic rock).

The old woman said to the confused Ivita: You should keep this ring carefully, it is of great use.

Remember, it can only be worn on your left thumb, not anywhere else.

All Ivetta could say was: Thank you, then.

The old woman continued: As a gift, I can also do a divination for you for free, and help you ask about the good or bad luck of your destiny and the character of the season.

What are you trying to divine?

Ivita was shocked. He happened to hear about divination and wanted to learn the spirit mirror divination.

Although he didn't know who this old woman was, he was really interested in seeing someone else's divination, no matter whether it was magic or not.

Even ordinary divination seems to be quite interesting.

Ivita thought for a moment. Hmm... I want to know how I can get missions from the Explorers Guild in Cali Town to gain territory or gain the allegiance of powerful people.

The old woman didn't seem to think there was anything outrageous about this request. She didn't even raise her head, but just picked up the six knuckle bones of a sheep that were engraved with symbols at her feet.

She picked up six sheep knuckle bones, threw them into the air, caught them, threw them into the air again, and caught them again.

The old witch suddenly sneered, looking at her full of malice, as if she expected that she would make a fool of herself soon.

The old woman threw it three times in total, caught it three more times, and then threw six sheep joint bones on the ground. She bent down and looked down at the distribution of sheep bones on the ground. It seems like, well, it told me...it told me to tell you...

Um?

She suddenly raised her head and looked at Ivita in disbelief. It actually showed two opposite results.

One is to ask her to stay away from Ivita quickly, because there is bottomless malice surrounding Ivita, making it difficult for people to see his identity.

One said that she could trust Ivita, but she also couldn't see his identity clearly.

So who is he?

She originally thought that this guy was just a young man worth investing in.

But now it seems that things are not that simple.

And the most terrifying thing is that the result of this divination was actually for her.

Generally speaking, only when there is an extremely powerful spiritual source around can the divination be disturbed in such a way that the objects of the divination start to turn upside down.

However, the child in front of him should be just an ordinary child, a wizard apprentice.

A wizard apprentice of his age does have a bright future, but why would it interfere with the results so much?

The old woman calmly picked up the six sheep bones and pretended that nothing had happened. I want to do another divination.

This will be more accurate.

Black Wolf frowned. Your Highness, aren't we really wasting our time?

Iveta said: Give the old man some time.

The old witch seems to have expected this result. Will she tell the devil's fortune?

Stupid.

Looking for death.

Such a powerful existence is like a stream of destiny flowing through a mountain, and all trajectories will be disrupted.

It should be common sense to avoid powerful spiritual and immortal beings when doing divination.

If her apprentice dared to make such a mistake, she would definitely turn that apprentice into a toad.

The old woman seemed to feel that she had lost face and could no longer maintain a mysterious appearance. She became cautious and her eyes became serious.

She took out a white flower the size of her pinky finger from her pocket and put it in her collar pocket.

The old witch glanced. Julius Julius' summer flower! This thing can protect the spell from interference, but isn't it already extinct?

Humph, in the eyes of you witches, nothing is extinct. The old woman said to the old witch. Although the two people had never met, they seemed to have a deep hatred.

Tch. The old witch didn't want to argue with her. They are just relics of the old era. This era is no longer your era. There is no room for you to survive in mainstream civilization. You are even worse than us witches. Although they are all targeted by the church, in the magic black forest, we use magic The latter still have an absolute advantage.”

The old woman once again repeated the act of throwing the sheep's knuckle bones.

This time, she breathed a sigh of relief after looking at the mutton joint bones on the ground, because the divination had returned to normal.

It tells me that you should pick up the last task posted on the last panel of the Explorer Branch.

Okay, I'm leaving. I'm going to figure something out.

The old woman left in a hurry and started to pack up the things on the ground.

Seeing her rudely picking up the so-called antiques, Iveta couldn't believe that those jars were really rare treasures.

Is it because I am too poor? ?

After she left, Black Wolf said to Ivita: Your Highness, you don't really believe it, do you?

The old witch said: You can believe it. Her divination is more accurate than that of witches, because the spirits of all things will tell them the results.

It's a pity that they are on the verge of extinction and there are only a few of them.

Most people are miserable.

I didn't expect that I could see a remnant here.

Ivita asked curiously: Who is she?

The old witch glanced at Ivita. Your Majesty, your fever seems to have gone away. Well, this is where our wizards are superior to them.

Magic gives us supernatural powers to heal our bodies quickly.

General diseases can heal themselves just by taking time.

So I have already recovered on my own without waiting to see a doctor...

Iveta thought speechlessly, but the question is, who was that woman just now?