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Chapter 86 The fate of conservation

 After Vanderheiden finished speaking, he ignored the helpless wailing of everyone, but fiddled with the crutch in his hand and slowly turned around, put his hand on his heart, bowed slightly and said gentlemanly

"Welcome, Osman Teller, the deputy leader of Ethereal Flower."

Looking at the president in front of him, Teller also put away his smile, bowed slightly in return, and asked with a hint of suspicion

"President Vanderheiden, did you know I would come tonight?"

This question made Vanderheiden smile and his eyes twinkled.

A force of order instantly poured into his eyes, and the undetectable and ethereal fate lines slowly emerged from the void. Countless fate lines floated out from the bodies of the people around him, including of course Teller in front of him.

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The only difference is that everyone's fate lines are slightly red or the most common gray at this time, but the fate line floating out of Trailer's body is constantly changing, making people unable to

Distinguish any possible trajectory of his fate.

Vanderheiden blinked slightly, and the mysterious power of order in his eyes quietly disappeared. He looked at the uncertain Terrell in front of him and said with a smile

"No, I don't know. The only one who can know this is you. Maybe we can go in and talk."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the reading club.

But Teller stayed where he was because he sensed the same power of order as himself.

He had found the answer to the question he had been thinking about before coming, but the answer exceeded all his expectations.

Terrell knew that the power of order was the power he used when the blood-red line appeared in the trial hall!

Since the person in front of you can call upon such a higher level of order power at will, there is no reason why he could not be aware of Teller's existence at that time.

The moment he came to the conclusion, Teller was completely stunned. The pupils of his eyes kept dilating and he stared at Van der Heyden's back, trying to see through his image, but as Van der Heyden said just now, Teller had nothing.

See, there is not even a little bit of fuzzy feeling.

At this time, a somewhat serious young man in a white academic uniform rushed out of the reading club angrily and rubbed shoulders with Terrell. He looked around and quickly identified Jennifer who was sleeping soundly. He used the [Wind] element to lift up the girl who was still there.

Jennifer, who was giggling in the dream, suddenly let go of her and threw her to the ground.

Terrell's thinking was also forcibly interrupted by this series of interesting operations. He vaguely heard the aggrieved voice of "Zuo Zuo" coming from behind, and felt the angry and violent elemental power.

But at this moment, such an interesting little theater did not attract Taylor's attention at all. He quickly followed Vanderheiden who was holding a cane in front of him and walked into the president's office.

As the classic door of the office slowly closed with a flurry of elements, the noisy discussion outside the reading club also disappeared.

Taylor asked decisively without any hesitation

"Are you the [Destiny Road] sequence?!"

Vanderheiden leaned on the table behind him, leaning on his crutches and replied leisurely

"I think you already have the answer, don't you?"

Teller looked at Vanderheiden in front of him and did not refute, his eyes became solemn unconsciously, but he immediately took a deep breath, closed his eyes to calm down his heart, quickly adjusted his inner fluctuations and said calmly

"So where did you learn about [Wheel of Fortune]? What else do you know?"

You know, if he had not met Bellota at that time, even if Teller had doubts, he would not have been able to come up with the name of the sequence [Wheel of Fortune]. Then where did Vanderheiden know the complete name of this non-existent sequence?

of?

Vanderheiden listened to Teller's "friendly" questioning and sat directly on the table without caring about his own image. He lowered his head and played with his crutch gently, then rolled his eyes and stared at Teller with a evil smile.

Asked an unrelated question

"Aren't you curious why I asked you to go with me to the depths of the practical teaching forest?"

After hearing this unreasonable answer, Teller immediately reacted.

"You got the clue of [Wheel of Fortune] in the practical teaching forest! But isn't that the building of the college? How could there be... Wait..."

Just when Teller wanted to ask a question, he unconsciously discovered the answer to the question. Before that, he had been wondering why the academy had such a dangerous building, and why it would retain and even encourage students to go in and experience it.
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But now it seems that in addition to allowing students to adapt to the mysterious foggy space without light towers in the outside world, there is another possibility!

"Could it be that that area was never a training forest created by the academy, but a real relic that was moved by the academy!"

But the moment Teller said this, a new problem appeared again! He rubbed his chin and continued to ponder and mutter silently

"But why doesn't the academy do its own exploration??"

At this time, Vanderheiden looked at Teller who could make such a bold guess and got it right with just a few scattered words, and showed a satisfied smile, interrupting Teller's inability to reach a conclusion.

, asked slowly

"Terrell, do you really understand fate?"

Teller listened to Vanderheiden's sudden and nonsensical question again, frowned slightly and thought about the charm but could not come up with an accurate answer.

"In my opinion, destiny is just the restraint of oneself on oneself. It is a very subjective word. I think the word "understanding" would be a bit weird when used with it."

Vanderheiden listened to Teller's words, but smiled and shook his head and looked at Teller with a somewhat regretful look.

"You are wrong, fate exists objectively, and it will come to you to collect debts. I invited you into the ruins not only to learn more about the [Wheel of Fortune], but actually to save you.



Teller was stunned for a moment with the three question marks above his head?? He spread his hands in confusion and shook his head.

"As far as I know, where we are going has nothing to do with safety?"

Vanderheiden still smiled, looked at the person in front of him with sad eyes and said

"I just said that fate will come to collect debts. If what I said is correct. You should have used the ability of [Fate Line] to change the original fate lines of many people in that conflict, right."<

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Listening to the president's words, Teller was stunned for a moment, but he also recalled the blood line he saw that day and everything that happened at that time and said slowly

"Maybe, but I still can't clearly control the fate line you mentioned. It appeared suddenly that time."

Vanderheiden looked at Teller with some confusion, because the sequence power he felt that day was the second-level fate line, frowned slightly and sighed.

"I don't know your situation, but it is true that you used your ability to change your destiny. You have already shouldered the original blood debt. If you do not make any remedies, there is only one possibility in the end. Your destiny will return to their original trajectory, and

The crisis will be more dangerous."

After listening to Vanderheiden's words, Teller's calm heart could not help but fluctuate again. His expression twitched slightly.

When I looked into Vanderheiden's eyes and wanted to confirm something, I saw the helplessness in his eyes.

He lowered his head and thought rationally, trying to find out the flaws in his words, or the possibility of deceiving himself, but unfortunately he found nothing.

Looking at Teller who was deep in thought, Vanderheiden touched the crutch in his hand and continued

"So you need to face the crises you can avoid and pay off their debts."

After saying that, he slowly walked to the door with the crutch in his hand. Looking at Teller who still didn't speak, he was about to let Teller, who was a little confused now, go back first and give him an answer after thinking about it.

However, Teller suddenly took a deep breath, as if his thoughts returned to his body, his eyes flashed with perseverance, he turned around and opened the door first and said slowly

"I'm joining, don't forget your promise to the Ethereal Flower."

Looking at Teller who suddenly made up his mind as he walked out, and listening to his resolute words, Vanderheiden smiled but did not respond.

Instead, I stared at the figure slowly walking out of the reading club, recalling my past self.

Recalling the original owner of the crutch...


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