The little moves between the young hunters of the You Zui Hunting Team did not escape the banshee's notice.
Unlike before, this time Nikita decided not to ignore those details. She intended to deal with the trouble before her in a simpler, more direct way—knock out or kill these young people, then leave this troublesome place.
But just as the fingers resting on the Black Flood Dragon's scales began to rise—
The short wizard in Black Frame Glasses across from her suddenly raised his hand.
As if he were asking a question in class.
This stirred a tiny bit of the banshee's curiosity.
"Excuse me," the short wizard seemed slightly embarrassed and somewhat constrained, his voice tight, though his wording remained very polite, "may I ask a question?"
Nikita liked politeness very much—regardless of whether it came from fear or respect, and regardless of whether it was small talk between diners or a greeting from food to its diners.
Politeness was politeness.
"Wise gentleman?" The banshee still clearly remembered the sensible action this short wizard had taken in response to her appearance aboard last year's Special Plane, and so she had slightly higher expectations of him. "What question?"
"Can you tell fortunes?"
The banshee's raised finger hovered in midair. After half a second of hesitation, a reserved smile appeared on her face. "So-so. When I studied at First University, my average evaluation in divination was A+."
An A+ meant a score above ninety in divination assessments. Even at Jiuyou Academy, such a score placed one among the top ten percent of the year.
"Wow, that's truly impressive." Xiao Xiao flattered her before continuing, "Then may I ask, do you know the most accurate sentence that all diviners can predict?"
Nikita raised an eyebrow.
"What?" She made no effort to hide