After that, Kuru quickly finalized the commission details and procedures with Katie, then took her leave. Kuru had originally wanted to set out immediately, but Katie still had some matters to hand over, so they agreed to depart early the next morning.
Kuru then brought Fang Zheng and Kurumi back to the inn where they were staying and arranged a room for Fang Zheng.
"Well then, Little Red, get some rest early. If anything comes up, you can talk to Kurumi or me anytime."
After saying goodbye, Kuru returned to her room with a cheerful smile. Only then did Fang Zheng stretch and lie down on the bed.
"I never thought I'd run into someone I knew..."
Muttering to himself, Fang Zheng could not help but smile wryly. It seemed he really had come to the right place this time.
For a Prophecy Mage, there were no coincidences in this world. If you happened to encounter someone, it meant she was "fated" to appear before you at that moment.
Incidentally, to a Prophecy Mage, the meaning of "fated" was nowhere near as romantic as ordinary people imagined.
In other words, if Fang Zheng had not appeared here, perhaps Katie would not have issued this commission, or even if she had, Kuru would not have accepted it. But because Fang Zheng's appearance had fixed the result of this variable equation, the process itself no longer mattered.
That was the Thread of Fate. Invisible and intangible, yet everywhere, it constantly held sway over everything about you.
Knock, knock, knock.
Just then, someone suddenly knocked on the door. Hearing it, Fang Zheng froze for a moment.
"Who is it?"
"It's me, Little... Red?"
"Kurumi? Come in."
Hearing the suppressed laughter outside, Fang Zheng helplessly rolled his eyes. Kurumi naturally knew about Fang Zheng's