Boom!
A series of light beams crashed down in the slum area.
The explosions of magic where these meteor-like projectiles landed boasted such power that one had to brace for fatal injuries if hit directly.
'It's not just a magical explosion. It's an attack with mass, amplified by gravity.'
Targeting not the enemy immediately but puncturing the enemy precisely with attacks timed to reach the target area by the minute.
Even someone ignorant of strategy would know how implausible it was to aim for such a thing.
'But what's more annoying than the meteor is the sequence of traps. Not directly operated remotely, but time-delayed activation, making it difficult to predict the timing from my end.'
Even if hidden, one could feel the trap's magic and locate it by senses alone, but focusing only on such locations, one could be hit by a falling meteor at any moment.
A strategy of driving one into time-delayed attacks, not knowing when they would strike...
Was it really possible, in a conventional sense, to grasp all the movements of a first-time opponent and accurately hit them with time-delayed attacks?
"Are you a fortune teller?"
The conclusion to the speculation came when she was pushed back to the square.
Merilyn began to compare the so-called fortune tellers she had once encountered with the adversary before her.
"Yes, just as you said... I am a fortune teller who reads the movement of stars to see the future."
The power they wielded, focused on prophecy, was not threatening in itself.
Given the years they had lived, which were no different from their appearance, their skills would also not exceed the limits of a human living only several decades.
However, the danger of the opponent lay not in their power but in their unpredictability. Indeed, she herself had been unable to counter effectively and had been pushed back this far.
"That's why I foresaw that you would come here, and I came to exclude you from his side."
Though preparation might be necessary, if already prepared, they could persistently push even an overwhelmingly strong opponent.
Such preparation went beyond setting traps in advance. It continued even during this standoff.
"Did you come here because you read the future where you would take my partner from me?"
The power felt from the crystal ball in her hand...
Must be emanating because, even during the conversation, she was creating meteors in the atmosphere with her unique magic.
"The Frenzied Jester, Mephisto Rage."
As she pondered how to respond, the woman glaring at her uttered her true identity.
She was briefly startled, but the shock was momentary.
No matter how skilled in disguise she was, the adversary was a fortune teller.
To read the future, one must read the past that formed its basis, so identifying the disguised opponent's true identity would be easy.
"I pity you."
But the words that followed were completely unexpected.
The sympathetic face that appeared alongside her indicated that her current statement was not merely pretense.
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I Became a Foreign Worker Loved by Transcendents
Aksi[the i do not own and fanfic that is heavily inspired by the original work][Author(s)글로벌레[dark fantasy] Description [Unique Trait - Those you meet will remember you. No matter what happens, they will remember you forever.] In a world on the brink of...
