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We'll be spending the night in the snow.

Although she could use spatial magic to climb the snow mountain, Miss Messiah still disliked such boring trips unless the situation was too urgent.

The villagers below had already harvested their grain, and although the weather had been bad these past few days, it hadn't caused too much damage.

Messiah, of course, wouldn't rush up the mountain with magic and miss the beautiful scenery around her.

Years later, when Messiah looks back on this experience, she might think to herself, "It was truly a destined encounter."

In short, Miss Messiah was currently troubled about where to pitch her tent. Just then, she suddenly saw a bright spot appear in front of her.

As Messiah drew closer, she discovered what appeared to be a campfire. The fire roared through the snow, illuminating the lonely night. A clearing had been created around it, and a tent stood in the clearing.

Strangely, the wind and snow didn't blow down the tent or extinguish the fire.

Messiah carefully sensed the surroundings and discovered that faint battle aura lingered around the tent and the flames, and it was this battle aura that was hindering the wind and snow.

Is this a place where a martial artist rests?

Messiah hurried over, wanting to greet the traveler she had encountered. However, she called out several times but received no response.

Hmm, upon closer inspection, there's no sign of any living creatures inside the tent.

Oh no, they must have frozen to death inside!

That's impossible, the traveler's competitive spirit still lingers.

Messiah muttered to herself as she sat down by the fire.

Although it was somewhat impolite to come uninvited, Miss Messiah couldn't resist getting closer to the warm fire.

Hmm, let's apologize to Mr./Ms. Traveler when he/she arrives.

Messiah closed her eyes contentedly.

A gust of wind and snow blew by, and the next second, Messiah suddenly felt a chill in her throat.

"Who are you."

A slightly warm breath touched her neck, and a young, yet colder, male voice sounded behind Messiah.

Oh dear, it seems the traveler isn't very friendly.

Messiah stuck out her tongue in her mind.

She wasn't nervous because the traveler behind her had no intention of harming her; otherwise, Messiah would have noticed long ago.

Moreover, even now, Messiah has a total of nine ways to break free.

Nine kinds!

Although no one would praise her, Miss Messiah still felt a little proud inside.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Traveler, I meant no harm."

Although she knew in her heart that the traveler had no intention of harming her, Messiah knew that remaining silent might lead to trouble, so she quickly spoke up: "I am a magician, and I want to go up the mountain to investigate the unusual weather in the village below."

"..."

The traveler behind him remained silent for a moment before putting away his dagger.

Messiah smiled. Sure enough, the traveler wasn't a bad person; he was just a little too wary.

Being vigilant is a good thing. Of course you have to be vigilant when traveling alone, so Miss Messiah can completely understand the traveler's behavior.

Anyone would be wary if they found a stranger in front of their newly set-up camp, right?

Although Miss Messiah is an extraordinary beautiful girl, she is no exception.

The traveler left her behind, and Messiah quickly turned around to look at him.

Oh my, what a handsome boy.

However, Miss Messiah was well-traveled and had seen many handsome young men, so she was naturally not tempted by mere male beauty. What puzzled her was that this traveler seemed to be quite young as well.

It seems to be similar to her?

Messiah could sense that he was neither an elf nor a dragon, nor a demon, and certainly not a dwarf. So, was the traveler a man similar to herself?

Setting off on a long journey at fifteen or sixteen? That's amazing!

Oh dear, I also gave myself a compliment.

Hey.

However, if you keep staring at the other person, they might start to suspect that you're a lesbian!

This is not okay.

Messiah extended her hand: "Hello, Mr. Traveler, my name is Messiah!"

Upon hearing his name, the traveler seemed to pause for half a second. Why? Was there anything special about the name Messiah?

No one has ever revealed that the saint's name is Messiah.

It's a bit strange.

However, the traveler didn't give Messiah much time to be confused. He paused for a moment, gently squeezed Messiah's hand, and then immediately separated it: "Lorian."

"Yes, hello, Mr. Lorian!"

Seemingly unaccustomed to Messiah's enthusiasm, Lorian turned his gaze elsewhere.

Why did Mr. Lorian come here?

"......travel."

It's clear that Lorian is very comfortable with this enthusiastic way of socializing.

Messiah smiled with interest.

"Then, is Mr. Lorian a martial artist?"

"It has nothing to do with you."

"Well, I was just curious. Did I offend you?"

"......No."

Seemingly somewhat helpless, Lorian sighed and nodded: "Yes."

"That's it..."

Messiah shook her head a few times, then suddenly spoke up: "I am also a traveler, currently traveling all over the continent! Where have you been, Mr. Lorian?"

"...This is my first stop."

"That's it."

Messiah seemed to have made a decision: "Then, Mr. Lorian, would you like to travel with me?"

The beautiful girl gazed at him expectantly, her golden eyes filled with anticipation. Who would turn down such a beautiful girl? Therefore, Lorian's answer was naturally:

"No."

"Hey, hey, hey?"

I said, no.

Lorian's face was as cold as ice: "I have no interest in traveling with anyone."

"I see... Then, may I hire Mr. Lorian as my bodyguard?"

"Guard?"

"Yes, yes! After all, you see, I'm just a powerless mage. I'd be finished if someone got close! If Mr. Lorian were to protect me, I'd be much safer!"

Lorian was about to refuse, but then, as if on a whim, he suddenly said, "Okay."

"So it still doesn't work... Wait, what did you say?"

"can."

"really?"

"But you must teach me magic."

Lorian looked at the girl: "This is the payment."

"Hehe, sure!"

Messiah was in high spirits: "Then, the deal is done! Please take care of me, Mr. Lorian!"

"Ah."

"Oh dear, it's getting late!"

Messiah suddenly exclaimed, looking expectantly at Lorian: "Mr. Lorian, may I set up a tent nearby?"

"random."

"That's great, thank you!"

Messiah cheered as she retrieved the tent from her storage container, humming a little tune as she pitched it. Lorian watched for a moment, then, with concern for his employer, asked, "Do you need my help?"

"Hehe, no need."

Messiah refused, saying, "I've been traveling alone for a long time now, setting up a tent is a piece of cake!"

"Oh."

And so, Lorian, sword in hand, watched quietly as Messiah set up the tent.

"Done!"

Messiah clapped her hands and looked at Lorian: "Good night, Mr. Lorian!"

"......Good night."

The heavy snow extinguished the fire, and Messiah and Lorian each went into their tents. No one needed to keep watch, as Lorian was confident he would detect anything amiss immediately.

Of course, Messiah is the same.

At this moment, the two who were fast asleep were unaware that this would be the beginning of a great expedition, and that in the future, this encounter would be remembered by countless people.

But for now, let the two of them enjoy a moment of peace.

Before the winds of fate blow.

Chapter 98 This is the author who suffered psychological trauma from playing with Mita.

"No one knows why the cataclysm came. All that is known is that one day, darkness enveloped the entire sky, and monsters surged in like a tidal wave. Major transportation routes were attacked, and cities fell one by one."

“Those villains, who came from nowhere and were dressed in black robes, stormed the city, broke into the church, smashed the statues of God, and hanged the bishop on the scaffold.”

Lorraine suddenly frowned; he had realized something.

A church? Yes, when he first arrived here, he did sense the presence of a church. He hadn't noticed it before, but now he wondered, did the Church of the Seven Gods exist in this era? But the Seven Gods Calendar had only been in use for seven hundred years in his time.

What calendar was in use during this era?

Let's explore it further later; it feels like there are more and more mysteries.

有意思每^日.发！书，群【6`5,0/5^0”2*3>3.8】。

The old woman continued her story: "Under the guidance of the seven holy knights, we built high walls and raised barriers to keep the catastrophe at bay."

"No one knows when the catastrophe will end; this kind of life has continued for thirty years..."

“Now, monsters are gathering outside the city. If ordinary people go out, they will almost certainly die.”

"Young man, you should give up the idea of ​​going out..."

The old woman left, and Loran looked at Olivia: "Do you remember anything?"

"Um, no..."

Olivia shook her head with some guilt, and Loran patted the girl's head: "It's okay, if you can't remember anything, we can continue the investigation."

After comforting Olivia, Loran fell into deep thought.

Let's organize the information.

First, Kadia has seven guardian paladins, who are extremely powerful.

Loran carefully recalled the information the old woman had given him, and one name in particular caught his attention: the Dragon Spying on Destiny.

Peeking into fate?