Slender fingers continuously caressed the "Celestial" crystal on her chest, the frequency of her actions revealing the unease within her heart.
More noticeable was the subtle sense of dislocation emanating from her.
It was as if something around her was slowly twisting the flow of time, creating an indescribable sense of discord.
"I’m sorry to disturb you so late, Lecturer Ralph."
Chloe’s voice remained as gentle as a feather, but the urgency within it seemed to lower the temperature of the room by a few degrees:
"But Professor Yutel said some matters can no longer be delayed. The fog of destiny is thickening, and if we don’t act promptly..."
She didn’t finish her sentence, but the implication was clear.
Ron sat down on the sofa opposite, carefully observing the girl’s expression.
Even through the black silk, he could sense a certain... yearning emanating from those eyes.
It was not a yearning for wealth or power, but something deeper.
A yearning for a sense of belonging, a yearning for a protector.
"Please sit." Ron gestured for her to sit on the chair opposite while covertly observing this mysterious Astrologer:
"Professor Yutel must have a significant reason for sending you to me."
Once Chloe sat down, her slender fingers continued to unconsciously caress the crystal on her chest.
"The professor said... you’ve been focusing on some special matters recently."
Her "gaze" seemed to penetrate the black silk, directly into Ron’s eyes:
"About the Blood Moon Clan, about some hidden truths."
This statement stirred something in Ron’s heart.
Although Yutel claimed he wouldn’t interfere, it was evident he had been observing the situation’s development in the shadows.
"That’s correct." Chloe’s voice became even softer, but also carried a newfound determination:
"I’ve seen some... unsettling scenes through my prophecy talent.
About you, about the White-haired Witch, and an impending brutal game."
She paused, as if organizing her words:
"The professor told me you might need some special assistance. And I... I have my reasons for wanting to assist you."
Astrologers’ prophecies often involve the interweaving of destiny.
Chloe seeking collaboration must mean she foresaw some future beneficial to herself in her divination.
"What exactly did you see?" With this in mind, Ron directly asked.
"A crimson cage, a shattered will, and a mad king’s cruel game."
Chloe’s body began to tremble slightly:
"In most future paths, Uphemia Pelé becomes a sacrifice to some terrible force. But at the same time..."
She took a deep breath:
"I have also seen entirely different possibilities. With the right guidance and help, she might become the key to breaking this cruel cycle."
Upon hearing this, Ron began to understand Yutel’s intentions.
The old professor likely knew something about his subtle relationship with Uphemia and the larger conspiracy behind it.
No, the other party certainly knew more than he imagined.
After all, the King of Illusions had previously mentioned that he and Yutel had reached certain agreements.
"So, how do you propose to assist me?"
"Let me perform a complete divination for you." Chloe’s tone turned serious:
"Show the White-haired Witch her true destiny, help her understand her current situation.
Sometimes, presenting future visions is more convincing than any words."
This proposal captivated Ron.
If divination could reveal to Uphemia her tragic future, it would indeed be the best way to persuade her to cooperate.
"Before that, I want to understand something." Ron carefully observed Chloe’s expression:
"Professor Yutel, being a Mystic Scholar in the advanced Astrologer profession, inherently possesses stronger divination abilities. Why did he recommend you this time?"
Upon hearing this question, Chloe’s body trembled slightly.
She remained silent for a long time, finally answering in a reverent tone:
"Because... Professor Yutel can no longer perform any divination."
"Cannot?"
"Every divination is a glimpse into the river of destiny, and destiny... does not like being spied upon."
Chloe’s voice became heavier:
"Peering too deeply into destiny’s trajectory, or involving entities far beyond one’s own level.
Divination not only faces a dramatically increased risk of failure but also brings about terrifying rebound.
And Professor Yutel... he has borne too much."
Her fingers gently caressed the "Celestial" surface:
"In his millennia-long wizarding career, he’s conducted countless such deep divinations.
Each one left an irreparable scar on his soul.
Now, he is like a cup filled to the brim with water, and even a single additional drop could lead to total collapse."
This explanation suddenly enlightened Ron.
No wonder Yutel, in the face of various crises, only relied on routine astrological observations for information and never actively engaged in deep divination.
"For someone like him, any additional divination rebound could cause the collapse of his Void Remains structure instantaneously."
Chloe’s tone was filled with deep respect:
"Even so, he continues to guide us young diviners, sharing his millennia-long accumulated experience without reservation."
At this point, Ron couldn’t help but frown and ask:
"So... pardon my frankness, based on your current Power Level, wouldn’t such a divination cause an extremely terrifying rebound on you as well?"
"No, you may be underestimating me a bit..." The young girl laughed softly, her voice carrying a hint of confidence:
"Although I am young, the Celestial Ball Crystal can withstand a considerable degree of rebound impact.
My own Special Talent also reduces some of the rebound... that’s why the professor recommended me for your assistance."
I see, indeed specialized tasks should be left to professionals. My main occupation is, after all, not an Astrologer.
He recalled the times when he wanted to conduct deeper divination, only for his intuition to warn him.
Ron nodded in acknowledgment to the blind girl before him, his gratitude toward Yutel deepening.
But as the conversation reached this point, Chloe also smiled wryly and said:
"However, when it comes to high-level divination rebound, I can only alleviate a portion and cannot fully exempt myself from it.
But compared to the disasters I foresee in the prophecy... this cost is still worth it."
Her fingers caressed the crystal on her chest once more:
"Moreover, the professor said you are someone worth trusting.
In this world full of deceit and betrayal, finding a true ally is an immense fortune."
Ron silently observed this young Astrologer.
As someone who possessed enough talent as an Astrologer, she was keenly aware of the harshness of the future and yearned more than anyone for the possibility of altering destiny.
"Alright." He finally nodded in agreement: "When do we start?"
"As soon as possible." Chloe stood up:
"According to the astral signs, tomorrow evening is the most suitable time for this divination.
If you agree, the professor will arrange a meeting time for us and ensure that we aren’t disturbed or spied upon during this period."
"Understood, I’ll be ready by then."
As Chloe prepared to leave, she suddenly turned back:
"Lecturer Ralph, I think you should know... once we start this plan, there’s no turning back.
This goes for you, me, and her."
Her voice carried a maturity beyond her years:
"In the torrent of destiny, some choices, once made, alter everyone’s trajectories."