Aldric's strange behavior left Noan puzzled.
"What's wrong with him?" Noan frowned and asked.
Malrik stroked his chin, looked at Aldric, and chuckled mockingly, "Kekeke… that kid tried to use a divination spell to glimpse the fate of this place."
"How foolish—his confidence is almost unbelievable, Master. Just how overconfident does one have to be to dare use a divination spell here and try to link one's fate with this place? Even at my peak, I wouldn't have dared use divination in a place like this."
"Thinking back to my glory days, I—"
"That's enough!" Noan sighed, holding his forehead, and said, "Just explain it clearly. What exactly is divination, and what's happening to him?"
"Ah!" Malrik slapped his own forehead, grinning sheepishly. "Kekeke… apologies, Master. I was just lost in my glorious memories and forgot about what's happening now."
"In reality…" Malrik began to explain, "What he just did was use a divination spell."
