Horror of the Olden Days
Chapter 1272

Lost Image (6)

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So how exactly did those people from the Order gain enlightenment from it?

Since arriving here, this was the first time he'd really taken a good look at the stars.

At a glance, there was nothing particularly special about them. There was even a moon that looked more or less the same.

Beneath the night sky, Fu Qian silently offered his assessment.

Symbolism, trajectories, rise and fall... It was hard to imagine how such complex patterns could be distilled from so few elements.

At least after five minutes of observation, he'd sketched out the star chart in his mind several times and come up with nothing.

With a long sigh, he lamented his lack of talent for divination and finally gave up, sitting back down.

There were all sorts of alcoholic drinks behind him. Before Mr. Wenlos left, he'd said Fu Qian could help himself, but Fu Qian had no intention of touching them. The reason was simple—

Click!

A door in another direction opened softly, and a figure walked in.

"You've worked hard. Please have something to eat."

Seeing Fu Qian sitting there silently, the newcomer seemed a little nervous, but after setting down what she was carrying, she still spoke softly right away.

Only then did Fu Qian finally turn to look.

She was quite young, and didn't look much older than Miss Wenlos.

Her clothes and accessories weren't particularly elaborate, but they were clean and elegant. Paired with her pretty face, she had the air of an intellectual beauty.

What she'd set down beside him was a tray. Along with several delicate pastries, it even held a glass of sweet wine that had already been poured.

That was right. He hadn't touched anything because he'd just done a little divination and learned he wouldn't need to open

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