Chapter 528: Prophecy

Chapter 528: Prophecy

"It's starting," said Mage Aldridge excitedly, seeing the mist thickening.

I am surprised, sensing the excitement in the old man's eyes. He is usually stoic. Always serious, but now there is a smile on his face and childlike joy in his voice.

I am not the only one surprised. Even Mage Ravill and others seemed surprised, too.

It seemed like the old man had a soft side, too.

Dum Dum Dum!

For a few seconds, there was a silence when the loud drums began to ring out. They are loud but rhythmic and begin to affect my heartbeat.

The drummers are, without a doubt, high-level, and with the power of legacy, their skills are even more powerful.

As the drums rang out, the mist began to disappear section by section. One moment, it was there, the next moment. It was not.

Finally, the last drumbeat removed the mist in the center. Revealing the ringmaster in his beautiful regalia.

He is wearing bright red shoes, black pants, and a red ruffled shirt with a black tie. Holding a black staff with a round red gem on top of it.

However, what attracted the eyes of all was the colorful tailcoat and the top hat.

They are made of the mist.

"Is he flying?" asked Varza, surprised. He is standing in the center of the tent. In the air.

"It's too stable," replied the Mage Aldridge, shaking his head.

"It is the string. The ringmaster is standing on the string," replied Ulfys with a smile.

It surprised many, including me, and I focused. Soon, the strings become visible. It shocked me because these strings are very thin.

Thin as the strings, my clothes are made of.

The man is standing over them without any problem, like he is standing on the ground.

With my skills, Gymnasts Grace and Gymnasts Control. I could walk on the rope easily, but I wouldn't be able to do what the man is doing.

Especially so high, where a fall could result in the death.

He stayed there for a moment before a spotlight fell on him, and he made a round bow with a flourish.

His movements were smooth, and there was not the slightest hint of imbalance.

He looked at all the people watching, with his eyes staying in our tent a moment longer.

"Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, welcome to the most extraordinary spectacle on the continent! The greatest show under the big top!"

He spoke with flair, with every word from his mouth, taking the expectation higher and higher.

"Prepare to be amazed as we journey into a world of wonder, a realm where dreams take flight. Tonight, you will witness the extraordinary, the unbelievable, and the utterly fantastic."

"From the highest heights to the lowest depths, our performers will defy gravity and bend reality. You will see feats of strength, agility, and grace that will leave you breathless.

"So, let the magic begin! Let the curtain rise on a night of pure excitement!

"Get ready to be amazed, astounded, and absolutely captivated!" he finished and jumped.

BANG!

A loud explosion rang out as he exploded into the bomb of thick mist, which once again covered the dense mist.

I am watching with excitement.

He has taken my expectations to a completely new height, and I hope he won't disappoint me.

The mist didn't remain long, soon, it thinned. Revealing the twelve clowns.

I don't like clowns, but I watched with excitement as they began the act.

For a minute, my expression barely changed before I let out a loud laugh. From then on, my expressions never remained the same; I laughed, laughed, and laughed till the act was over.

The ringmaster returned and introduced the second act.

The acrobats.

"My god, I have never seen acrobats move like this," gasped Rutto. There is magic here, and these people have skills, but they also have skills, they have gotten through the hard work.

Seeing them, I couldn't help but feel inspired and a little ashamed.

I have such amazing skills, but I am not using them to their full potential. If I had half the grace and control they have, my prowess would have been more than it is.

"I wish you could stay the night, Lord Silver," said the Ringmaster as the banquet was finally over. "Me too, Ringmaster," I replied with the regret.

"Since you are leaving. I hope you will follow the tradition of this place," he said.

"Tradition?" I asked.

I didn't read about it in the large stack of information. I had got from the grey guild.

"It is nothing much. Just a small patronage to any business in the carnival," he replied.

"It is something that helped me when I had started over. I want to pass that on to others," he added with a genuine smile.

"What do you have in mind?" I asked him as we got out of the tent. "It's your choice, Lord Silver," he replied, to which I arched the brow in question.

"You could ride on one of the rides or play a game to win the prize. Anything," he added.

I looked around, and soon, I saw something and walked toward it with the Ringmaster and others.

"Fortune tellers. It's been years since the guests have chosen them," said the man, surprised.

There is no reason for me to choose it other than that fortune-telling would be quicker than the rest. It will be finished in a minute.

There are tens of fortune tellers.

Some have big elaborate shops, while others are sitting behind a simple table, but all of them are looking at me with hope in their eyes.

I looked at them, before my gaze stopped on the teen girl with curly green hair.

She looked to be around fifteen-sixteen.

She is sitting behind a simple table. Which only had one simple crystal ball and nothing else.

I walked toward her. Seeing that, her eyes become excited but also nervous.

I stopped beside her table.

"Mind telling me my fortune?" I asked the young girl. "Sure," she said with nervousness, looking at Ringmaster and the other people around me.

I kept looking at her and even arched a brow when she didn't speak.

"Please place your hands on the crystal ball," she instructed hastily. I smiled and did what she had asked me to do.

She placed her hands on top of mine hesitantly before closing my eyes.

She was nervous. Her hands were shaking. It seemed like she had started doing it not long ago.

Usually, those with Charlatan Classes have a little more confidence. Maybe it is because of me, the ringmaster, and other important people staring down at her.

It didn't much matter to me. I just wish that it would be over soon and I would return to the ship.

I was thinking that when I felt her hands go warm. She opened her eyes, and they were white.

They stared at me dead in the eyes before her lips parted.

"Under the sun's unyielding gaze,

In green depths thick with woven haze.

A brazen foe will make its stand,

And fate shall turn in jungle's hand."

She said in a deep, hallowed voice that shouldn't come from a person so young.

It sent a chill through me.

I looked at the teen girl and saw her eyes turning to normal before she removed her hands while everyone watched in surprise and shock.

"Wow," I said, and others laughed.

The girl is good. Her performance was amazing. As for her prophesy, nobody believed it, including me.

It's not like they are not real diviners in the world.

There are, but it is hard to divine my future. It is a known truth; the masters of legacies are harder to divine. I also have a Lord class, which also produces a lot of resistance.

On top of that, Caena had woven a witchcraft spell around me. Making such things even harder.

Still, I would have taken things a little seriously if she had been a woman of sixty instead of sixteen.

The girl barely got class. She isn't powerful enough to divine my future, even if she had been a Diviner instead of a Charlatan.

"Thank you, Miss," I thanked.

I took out the money pouch and placed it on her table. I was only going to pay her a fraction of the money in the pouch, but she had impressed me a lot.

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