Captain's cabin.
Aiven and Milan sat on either side of the desk, and Milan's top-grade crystal ball had already been placed on the polished surface of the mahogany desk.
"Although sometimes divination can give us the most direct answer, it's best not to place all our hopes for solving problems on divination art.
The spiritual world is too complex, and the more we desire precise prophecy, the more fate plays a game of loops with us.
Fate will give us insights, but sometimes it only leads us onto another wrong path."
As he spoke, Milan's face showed some lingering fear. Wasn't it exactly like this when faced with the "Shark Tooth Pirate Gang" before?
Hopeful for the prophecy, but fate played an extremely nasty joke on himself!
However, facing a month-long task deadline, Aiven was already growing impatient with just staying on a fixed route to receive "harvest" or "non-harvest" prophecy results.
He still had to use Milan's precise prophecy, after all.
