"Senior, maybe we're a step late."

Walking on the bustling streets, Sorsand whispered to Sartre.

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

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

The damaged stone bricks were artificially replaced, and the houses affected by the breath of natural disasters were also demolished and rebuilt by the nobles and men.

After less than a month, with the extraordinary power and the slave workers' efforts day and night, most buildings have taken shape.

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

The noble men in decent clothes either rode high-headed horses or drove extraordinary mechanical carriages, showing off their might on the wide road, while the civilians could only walk on the muddy and even dirty side roads.

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

Because of Sartre's advancement and subsequent cultivation, even if he rushed from the Star Tower to Laiden City, 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 Chamber of Commerce that Alice went to Badibila with Aaron and the investigator of the Sword of the Empty Sword.

From the uncertain words of the guy, Sartre knew that Aaron had left Leiden City for at least four or five days.

And these four or five days are placed in the vast jungle, which is a very long road.

What's more, I don't know why. Not to mention Sartre's prophecy, even Sorsander's prophecy became blurred and he could not lock in Aaron's direction from the prophecy.

Sorsand, who was unbeliever, even tried to predict Alice's direction, but to his astonishment, it seemed that he could not even lock Alice's direction.

It seemed that there was an inexplicable force protecting Alice and interfering with his prophecy by the way...

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

If you still stay in place, you will probably be run by the prophet named Berkeley, but if you want to leave this... Sartre, who kept saying that he was going to travel, really didn't know where to go.

"If you want me to tell me, why not go back to the Tower of Stars directly." Sorsander looked at the pedestrians around him coldly, and persuaded Sartre.

After Sartre advanced, his attitude towards his seniors was obviously much better. Although he was not very respectful, he had at least made considerable progress compared to his earlier days.

Otherwise, before, he might have been sarcastic now.

"Since you're going out for a trip, you must stay for a year," Sartre narrowed his eyes, carefully avoiding the crowded crowd, and responding to Sorsand.

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

"I understand, Sorsand, but, I think, there may be something more important to Mr. Aaron, and I need him." Sartre hesitated for a moment and continued, "I have a very strong sense of premonition."

Sorsander's mouth twitched, and he opened his mouth, but he still couldn't speak in the end.

A very strong premonition?

Senior, you are a prophet, a prophet who relies on rituals and spices to make your meals!

Tell me a premonition? Tell me intuition?

Besides...

Someone has a strong criminal record and has not successfully made a prediction so far...

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

However, the celestial phenomena that broke out when Sartre advanced had to shut up.

Even now, nearly a month after the incident, whenever the night is late and people are lying on the bed tossing and turning, he still remembers the scene that day, and the fear of being dominated by his senior's talent...

Resources close to half a star power pool!

Even though he had overestimated Sartre's power, he would always feel trembling in his heart whenever he thought of this.

With the only experience of communicating with the Star Tower, Sorsander had also felt the starlight scattered in the amond, and had also known the difficulty of traction with his soul to use his soul to pull all kinds of starlight.

And the one in front of you...

Sorsander once compared himself, but finally found that in terms of control, he had fallen into several levels of Sartre in terms of control. He even suspected that Sartre was comparable to the prophet of the golden level and even the platinum level in terms of control of spiritual materials.

Even though he still couldn't predict correctly...

"It's getting late, it's time to go back." Sorsand glanced at the sun that was beginning to sink, reminding Sartre.

As the two men who worked as questioners at the Tower of Stars, of course, they were barely considered to be some kind of creature that died in the light. If it were not necessary, they would really not want to go out.

However, if we include the prophet of Berkeley who is traveling with us, it will be quite necessary...

Yes, for Aaron and Sartre, their visit to Layden City was considered a trip and accumulating experience.

But don't forget that Julian spent a considerable price to make the Prophets make concessions and eventually took Sartre out of the dispatch list.

However, the contract between the Tower of Stars and the Kingdom of Agrant is still valid. At this moment, it is just a bad guy.

And this unlucky guy, of course, is Berkeley.

The Prophet Academy silently ate the escort resources that should be compensated for him, but only symbolically compensated him with some of the spices, and then couldn't wait to send him, Sartre, Sorsand and the other to Leiden City together.

After all, we all have to go to Laideng City, so we can take care of it on the way.

This is the original words of the deputy tower master of the Star Tower.

And the result is conceivable...

A poor man who has no tough backer and is suddenly thrown out like a kick to the ball, a poor man who has deprived of even the compensation he deserves, and an extraordinary man who has learned the culprit that caused his miserable experience.

Not to mention anything else, the two of them, Sorsand and Meng Ji, have already felt the murderous intent of no less than three times during the journey they traveled together.

Cutting off people's way to wealth is like killing parents. For apprentices in Star Tower, cutting off people's way to learning is the same.

If Sorsander hadn't been quite sober and understood the truth, he might have to find an opportunity to teach Berkeley a lesson.

In this kind of thing, he is not as gentle as Sartre.
Chapter completed!