Prophecy

Frieren seemed to sense his gaze and turned to smile at him.

Her smile was beautiful, but because her skin was so pale, Ilodyer felt a slight chill run down his spine.

The group continued to move forward slowly as if time had stopped around them.

Apart from Thurin's heavy footsteps, there was complete silence.

It felt as if something was pressing down on them, making their breaths grow heavier.

They followed Frieren's steps, bypassing the main hall and entering a side hall.

The side hall was noticeably brighter than the main hall, and everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Frieren led them into a room resembling a divination chamber.

"Would you mind if I do a divination for you before the prophecy?"

Frieren elegantly sat behind a table covered with a red tablecloth.