Chapter 1739: The sorrow of the prophet

Two days are short, but also very long.
If the tartars don't have a wide field of vision and only care about the one-mu three-point land around them, they often only feel that this day is like a white horse crossing the gap and instantly disappearing.
But for those who look far enough, the changes in the past two days are enough to make people feel restless.
In recent days, the huge disasters that have occurred in the UK have caused chaos in the surrounding countries. The rapid flow of information in modern Muggle society makes it difficult to completely suppress the fermentation of public opinion. If this continues, even if Haierbo does not continue to shoot, this half of Europe will probably mess up by himself.
However, in addition to those leaders who have broken their minds for the chaos of size, they feel like they are living a good life, but there are still people in this world who are lamenting the long time.
For example, she has been escorted to a "leisure person" like Safina, a French mask girl, according to her sister's request.
Don't ask, waiting in a strange country for someone who doesn't know when it will appear is absolutely boring and boring.
"Miss, this is Fort Blois. The owner of the Blois family originally lived here, but it is said that one night ago, the entire castle collapsed without warning ..."
At this moment, Safina was standing in the open space in front of Blois Fortress, under the guard of several men and women in black robes. She looked at the ruin in front of her, listening to one of her ears to report to her, and nodded from time to time.
Suddenly, there weren't many passers-by around their group of "fantastic costumes", but they couldn't be said to be none, but those people seemed to see them there at all, all passing by in a hurry.
A few moments later, Safina listened to her subordinate's remarks, and then she whispered softly:
"The French Blois family can be said to be one of the top sorcerer families in Europe in the past. Who can think of being uprooted silently overnight ... except for the" despicable Haierbo " Probably no second person in the world will be able to do it. "
Speaking of here, she suddenly turned her head and asked:
"I remember ... was this Blois family helping the McLean before?"
"Yes."
When the black robe man asked her, he immediately answered:
"Although there is not much information about Maca McLean's whereabouts, it can be roughly confirmed. The Blois family not only took McLean away from Britain, but also hid a group of refugees in France ... As for where those people are, there is no more precise information. "
He didn't finish speaking, so he heard a pause, and then added:
"In addition, the Blois family sent a large number of people to the British territory to monitor the movements inside and outside the mist. It was withdrawn until they could do nothing."
"Well," Safina heard, nodding her head slightly. "It's no wonder that Haierbo will deal with them ... but if you just pull out Blois, but don't move the Muggles around, it seems a bit Doesn't it fit that unscrupulous style? "
Thinking of this, her frown hiding under the mask suddenly frowned slightly, and then waved:
"It's not suitable to stay here, let's go!"
Wu Xingxu was worried that some conspiracy and tactics of Haierbo still existed here, and Safina immediately left her with her men. But because she came here to wait for someone, she didn't go too far, and soon found an apartment building nearby that could see the ruins of Blois Castle, and "borrowed" the top floor. The family's house settled down.
"No need to set up protection magic," Safina stopped immediately when she was about to cast a spell on the door wall. "If it is like I think, these defenses will not only stop people, but will expose us plainly. What ’s more, do n’t go out these days. If you have to go out, do n’t use magic as much as you can ... do you understand?

"Yes."
I heard everyone responding in unison, then Safina walked slowly to the window of the living room and looked out. It can be seen that apart from a few sprawling Muggles in the square where she was just now, there are still no noticeable people.
After watching for a while, she just said casually:
"Two shifts, day and night rotation, if you find someone similar to that McLean, tell me immediately."
After the task was assigned, Safina found a chair and sat down, starting a long and boring enough wait.
Honestly, if this wasn't what sister Ursula meant, she wouldn't want to come here at all-in her personal opinion, not only Hale, but even Maka was more than a dangerous person.
At least she thinks that the previous rules of conduct in the organization are very good. Regardless of what is going on outside, it is the safest way not to blend in.
Imagine that when Greenward was in chaos, didn't the elders in the organization just make up their minds and didn't intervene, so they lived in a stable and stable way today?
Obviously, even if life is tolerable, it's better than death. Isn't it?
However, this generation of prophets ... that is, her sister Ursula, contrary to the opinions of several previous prophets' predecessors, actually set foot in this bottomless quagmire.
Safina believes that her sister, whether after the other party became a prophet or before ~ ​​EbookFREE.me ~, however, in terms of her personality, she is still quite resistant to this risky behavior.
"Did it say that the chaos this time is not enough to survive safely?"
After a few moments of silence, Safina looked at the blue sky outside the window, and said to herself a little uneasily.
Uh ...
Ursula is a prophet, and is a better prophet of the "semi-suspender" of Bitter Lawney. With the latter's always rather abstract prophecy, she not only was able to get quite specific predictions, but even had a strong intuition that Trelawney did not have.
However, no matter how talented she is as a prophet, it is impossible to accurately predict the content of the prophecy to "what will happen on a certain day"-that is only a few ancient great prophets in the legend Things.
But she certainly wouldn't think of her so-called "I can meet McLean near Fort Blois in two days". Although there is nothing wrong with this, her words are trying to make her sister wait a long time in France. Long time.
她 What's more unclear about her "new prophet" who has just awakened her gift is that the prophecy is awesome because it is difficult to change. Only her new-born prophet could only tremble under her fate.
Predicting the power of the future has been a sadness since ancient times.
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