Su Shijun stood on the edge of the tallest tower of the outer fortress, gazing into the depths of the night.
As a Big Wizard, even if not skilled in Divination, it was easy to capture images related to oneself in the river of time. But due to the preemptive operations on the timeline, the entire Black Prison World's secrets were in chaos, and causes were entangled, leaving Su Shijun shrouded in mist while divining, unable to discern any result.
Even if occasionally she glimpsed a clear image, the Witch dared not trust it easily—perhaps only Merlin knew if those images were the result of the Divination Confusion Spell used by the Great Wizard Demons in the opposing camp.
This was not the only thing troubling the Witch.
Ever since receiving the transfer order and leaving the lounge to arrive at this highest tower of the outer fortress, the wizards in the three-tiered eaves tower seemed to have forgotten about several Upper House Members of the Moon Council.
No orders were sent.
