Chapter 830 Prophecy

Under the gaze of those deep eyes, Kakasimma felt that her soul was solidified, as if there was no trace of secrets in the whole person, she couldn't believe that this was the power that a mortal could possess, especially It is the reflection in the pupils like a starry sky, just looking at it makes people feel so small.

Doris sensed that something was wrong in the atmosphere, and gently pulled Henry's arm: "Please don't embarrass her, this person saved the lives of our mother and child just now, and he swore allegiance to Wade, so he shouldn't be a bad person." '

‘Relax, I have no malicious intentions, but some questions need to be answered, such as a prophecy about the Maztec Continent. 'After speaking, Henry restrained his momentum a little, but still stared at the female shaman without giving an inch.

Ever since he learned from Stephen that the other party was coming for his son and that he was carrying a prophecy, he immediately understood that this matter was not easy.

You must know that predicting the future is not an easy task. Even legendary spells cannot increase the accuracy to more than 50%. In addition, as the distance from the future increases, the accuracy will continue to decrease. Most ordinary mages can at most predict things in the next few hours to a few days, and legendary mages will basically not easily make predictions for more than a year.

The future is full of too many uncertain factors, and only those individual beings born with fate can make accurate predictions. The most famous of them is the founder of Candlekeep, the prophet whose reputation resounds throughout the multiverse——Alando.

He made countless prophecies in his life, and they are still very well preserved. Most of them have been fulfilled, and a small part has not yet come true.

Among these scrolls exuding a strong sense of fate, the death prophecy of Baal, the God of Slaughter, is the most well-known, and even the god himself is in awe of it. This shows how rare and precious true prophets are.

Although Henry has never met anyone who really has the talent for prophecy, it can be seen from the behavior of the female shaman that she must believe in the person who made the prophecy from the bottom of her heart, otherwise she would never have traveled thousands of miles to a completely strange world. Look for a newborn baby.

Kakasimma took a deep breath, suppressed the fear in her heart and explained: 'Yes, I came with a prophecy and a great mission. The great ancestor spirit prophesied that one day in the future, our tribe will suffer from a catastrophe. Only one person can save it. In order to find this person, I wandered around in Maztec, but many years passed without even finding any clues. Finally, a wise man calculated through divination that the person I was looking for was in another part of the sea, which is The continent you call Faerûn. '

‘Interesting, so you pretended to be a slave just to go to sea in a boat? 'Henry asked, rubbing his chin.

'yes. The Maztecs can't build big ships that can go deep into the ocean, and your people are not very willing to carry passengers, so I have to resort to this. But you're right that the beautiful stones in that box aren't worth much to us. Stephen only spent a few iron swords and two bags of table salt. It has to be said that he is a despicable and cunning guy, bluffing around in the name of a noble from another continent, and many chiefs are looking at this for the sake of it. Only sent out a lot of slaves to show friendship. '

Kakasimma didn't intend to hide it at all, and answered very simply, especially when the head of the Kestrel Mercenary Group was mentioned, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.

Because the residents of the Maztec continent believe that all things have spirits, they are very awed by nature. They think that lying will be punished, so what they say is what they say. No one has ever dared to lie, even if the consequences may lead to their own death.

certainly. This is also related to the relatively primitive life of the local people.

Perhaps the whole world played a big joke on humans. The more backward the place, the more people care about their integrity. Once they lie, they need to take huge risks. For example, the barbarian tribes in the north, as long as they are found to be lying will be banished.

Prosperous and prosperous areas are just the opposite, where the inhabitants are treacherous and cunning. Sometimes nine and a half out of ten sentences are false, and even Tyre's pearl in the North, which believes in the God of Justice—Neverwinter City can't do anything about it.

'Oh my God! So many gems were exchanged with only a few swords and salt? ! 'Doris finally couldn't help exclaiming.

Although I heard someone say that some primitive tribes living deep in the primeval forest often exchanged gold, silver, gems, and furs of precious animals for living supplies, such an outrageous transaction price still shocked her.

Kakasimma bowed to the young mother and explained: 'Beautiful stones are of no use to us, they are just decorations. And the soft metals you call gold and silver, too, are far less valuable in Maztec than an iron sword. As long as you can let me stay by my master's side to serve him and protect him. I can write a letter to ask the tribe to dedicate all these things, and they can even completely obey your orders to go to war with other tribes. '

'oh? Can you tell me why your tribe is willing to pay such a high price, is it because of that illusory prophecy? Henry, who has always been very suspicious, frowned slightly and asked.

'Because your son will become our leader one day in the future, leading the entire tribe to defeat powerful enemies and establish a civilized and prosperous country. He is born to be king, and we are mere humble servants, so it is not against tradition to pay homage to his parents early. 'When Kakasimma said these words again, her whole body became fanatical, and she looked at the baby with pious eyes, as if that was her belief and everything about her.

As a soul from the earth, Henry never thought that an adult would offer loyalty to a baby. Those so-called loyal ministers in historical stories were just superficially concealed, and they didn't get the chance to usurp the throne. But seeing the female shaman's expression and mental state at this moment, he began to believe that there are indeed very few people who can do such a thing, after all, beliefs cannot be faked.

After listening to the content of the prophecy, Doris's face turned red instantly, and she took Henry's hand and shouted excitedly: 'Did you hear that? ! She said that Wade will become a king in the future! A powerful country will be established on another continent! Oh my god! This is incredible! '

As she spoke, she picked up the sleeping baby and murmured to herself: 'Baby, Mommy knows you will have a bright future. '

Seeing your little (lover) completely caught up in fantasies about the future. Henry couldn’t help but shook his head with a smile.

I really answered that sentence, the hearts of parents in the world are pitiful, especially the love of mothers for their children, which completely surpasses all feelings in this world, and sometimes may even override beliefs.

However, he himself was obviously not confused by this seemingly bright future. Instead, he stepped up to the female shaman and lowered his voice and asked, "Tell me everything about the prophecy, including the time, place, who the enemy is, and where you are." What is the current situation of the tribe, otherwise I may take out your soul and slowly torture you in the next second. Don't take this as a joke! '

Under his threat, Kakasimma couldn't help shivering: 'I've already said everything I know. There is no specific time or place mentioned in the prophecy, nor is there any description of the enemy, and I have been away from the tribe for too long to have any idea what it is like there now. But before we left, there were still more than 30,000 people living there, with thousands of brave warriors, and there was no one around us who could compete with us. '

'So you are equivalent to a wandering person. You can neither contact your own tribe nor have anything to prove your identity. You just rely on a prophecy that you don't know if it will be fulfilled. Just want my newborn son to shoulder heavy responsibilities? 'As he spoke, the corners of Henry's mouth turned up slightly, revealing a chilling sneer.

Now he began to wonder whether the woman with oil paint on her face in front of him was mentally ill. Maybe this prophecy never existed, it was just a fantasy in the female shaman's mind, so the tribe drove her out.

'No! Prophecy really exists! Please let me stay! Even as a slave! '

Kakasimma sensed distrust from Henry's eyes, and hurriedly plopped down on her knees and begged bitterly. For her, the baby sleeping soundly on the bed is the meaning of her life.

Doris, who had always been soft-hearted, gently pulled Henry's sleeve: "Your Majesty, she saved me and Wade, and she doesn't look like a bad person, so let's stay." After all, the child is still young. It is also reassuring to have a shaman who can heal you if you get sick. '

‘Okay, for the sake of your plea, but you need to add an insurance. 'Speaking of Henry, he took out a multiple-mind demon control ring from the dimension bag, and put it on the female shaman's head without saying a word.

Kakasimma instantly felt that something forcibly broke into his brain, and he took control of everything in a few seconds. She can't even control her thoughts now, and even the soul stored in her body can't help get rid of this situation.

Henry stared at the other party's eyes full of fear and warned: "Remember, don't try to make small moves under my nose, otherwise this metal ring can turn you into a thoughtless puppet in a minute." '

'Do not worry. I swore to always serve your son until the end of my life. ‘Kakasimma very solemnly woke up a unique etiquette of the Maztec continent.

'hope so. '

After Henry finished speaking, he came to the head of the bed again, lifted his little (lover) lover's pointed chin and kissed him, enjoying the stimulation brought by the soft lips. It took a full minute to separate.

Feeling the plump figure of the young woman in his arms, he said softly: 'Take a good rest. I've asked the butler to hold a banquet when you're well, and everyone will know that Wade is my son. '

'Um. 'Doris nodded meekly, and then asked with some reluctance:'Are you leaving again? '

'Yes, I have a few tricky enemies that need to be dealt with quickly. ’ replied Henry with a sigh.

If possible, he would also like to stay to accompany the young mother and son, but it is obviously impossible for the City of Shadows to give him so much time.

'Then please be careful, I will always be here waiting for your return. '

Although she was a little bit reluctant, Doris still let go of her hand, and she acted quite gentle and virtuous. Coupled with her strong bookishness, she exuded a unique charm.

‘Don’t worry, I’ll be with you for a while after I’ve dealt with everything. Also, this girl named Esma will follow you from now on. '

As he spoke, Henry pulled out the little tail that had always followed behind him. Because of her proficiency in concealing aura, Esma has not been noticed since she entered. (to be continued ~^~)