A flame leaped and appeared above Wingorn's head, instantly burning the thread to ashes.

　　

　　 Wingosn was relieved after doing all this.

　　

　　 "What are you looking at?" Norman noticed the weird look on Fred's head up.

　　

　　 is full of confusion, strange twists.

　　

　　 "There are lines of fate everywhere." Fred replied, his eyes were full of confusion, and it seemed to have penetrated countless times and saw the long river of fate.

　　

　　 It's just that his expression is really weird, which makes Norman and Wingon feel an uncomfortable feeling.

　　

　　 "I'll go up and take a look." Pollen said.

　　

　　 "Be careful." Norman looked serious.

　　

　　 What does the Thread of Fate mean by Fred?

　　

　　In the wizarding world, fate is illusory but real.

　　

　　 However, no one said it was a manifestation that could be seen with their own eyes.

　　

　　 Bo Lin flew towards the sky, disappearing into the gray mist in the blink of an eye.

　　

　　 At this time, Fred has returned to normal, frowning tightly.

　　

　　 "What's wrong? Are these really lines of destiny?" Wingon was curious.

　　

　　 If these are the lines of fate, didn't he just burn the fate of others?

　　

　　 "No, these lines are not lines of fate, but lines of fate." Fred shook his head.

　　

　　 "Um~ can you speak normally." Wen Gorn didn't understand.

　　

　　 "Huh?" It was not Fred, but Norman.

　　

　　 His connection with Pauline disappeared.

　　

　　 Seeing Norman's face full of seriousness, the two immediately stopped talking and looked at Norman.

　　

　　 "Bolin has disappeared." Norman's face was serious.

　　

　　 This should be impossible, but it just happened.

　　

　　 Pauline is his sealed object, and Norman can perceive it whether it is a barrier of space or time.

　　

　　 Even if it is a little bit of perception, he has never lost contact. How can this not surprise Norman.

　　

　　 "Ah, I'll take a look on myself." Wingon's face changed slightly and decided.

　　

　　 "Can't go up, these lines are weird." Norman disagreed.

　　

　　 He was also very worried about Pauline, but with Pauline's strength, they got caught in the sky, and they went up to no avail.

　　

　　 "These threads are afraid of fire, we burn them all!" Wingon immediately thought of his previous behavior proposal.

　　

　　 "No." This time, it was not Norman who spoke, but Fred.

　　

　　 At this time, he looked at the line that was floating towards him continuously in front of him with a serious face.

　　

　　 "Why?" Wingon asked.

　　

　　 "I just said that there are lines of fate everywhere here." Fred replied solemnly.

　　

　　 "Didn't you say that these are not the lines of fate?" Wingon still remembered the topic of the two of them just now.

　　

　　 "Indeed, this is not a destiny branch line, because the destiny branch line should not go straight, it should be full of various forks." Fred did not refute, "but these lines have a peculiar fate aura."

　　

　　 "Do you have any suggestions?" Norman asked.

　　

　　 If according to Fred, the thread here has the aura of fate, then among the three, Fred is the one who knows fate best.

　　

"I don't know. It's very strange here. Fate is obviously unpredictable, but why is it really going straight here." Fred is a little frustrated. Now his perception and intuition tell him that it is beyond His cognition.

　　

　　 "You have to trust your intuition." Norman said, "I'm sure, you believe your intuition is correct."

　　

　　 Fred heard the words and looked at Norman in surprise.

　　

　　 "Don't forget, you once said that I am the person who guides your destiny, so if I believe your words, you should also believe in yourself." Norman remained absolutely calm.

　　

　　 Fred was surprised, he was surprised at Norman's growth.

　　

　　 This made him even more curious about what kind of world is the Wizarding World, and what kind of existence does the Circus Academy exist.

　　

　　Although Norman's words seem to be nonsense, Fred has benefited a lot.

　　

　　 He looked up at the sky full of gray mist, his eyes filled with confusion, like a child who could not find his way home.

　　

　　 Norman and Wingon held their breath and stopped talking at the same time.

　　

　　 For a long time, Fred suddenly trembled and gasped for breath, "I, we, get out of here."

　　

His reaction shocked the two of them, and they couldn't help but look at Fred nervously.

　　

　　 Fred just gasped violently, but there was no other reaction.

　　

　　 "No! Pauline is gone!" Seeing that Fred was okay, Norman was relieved at first, and then denied Fred's suggestion.

　　

　　 If Pauline did not disappear, Norman would not take a risk, because it was a bit weird here.

　　

　　 Furthermore, when it comes to fate, which is a relatively imaginary thing, he will not force it. After all, his own life matters.

　　

　　 But now Pauline is gone, he can’t just leave like this!

　　

　　 "Let me try." Fred immediately understood what Norman meant.

　　

　　 He raised his hand and slowly moved it over his head.

　　

　　 Fred's eyes closed tightly, and the whole person exuded a strange temperament.

　　

　　 This kind of temperament, Norman saw it in Fred for the first time.

　　

　　 Fred's hand was flicking the lines lightly.

　　

　　His fingers are slender and gentle, and the movements of the fingers are as gentle as touching the skin of a lover, with a peculiar rhythm and beauty.

　　

　　 Norman and Wingon held their breath and watched Fred's movements.

　　

　　 Fred started to move, walking towards the middle of the town little by little.

　　

　　 His hand is still pulling the line in the air.

　　

　　 He walked slowly, as if trying to find something, one point, one point.

　　

　　 With the passage of time, his face became paler and paler.

　　

　　 Norman and Wingon followed closely behind them, nervous, ready to fight at any time.

　　

　　 But, from beginning to end, the surroundings seemed very quiet.

　　

　　 Suddenly, Fred's nostrils began to blow blood out.

　　

　　 The blood is like two caterpillars flowing out of the nostrils.

　　

　　 This scene is a bit weird.

　　

　　Neither Norman nor Wingon took any action, because in their perception, Fred's blood flow speed and breathing were very smooth.

　　

　　 Soon after the nose bleeds, Fred's eyes began to bleed, and then his ears began to bleed.

　　

　　 Let him walk slowly while still holding the previous movement.

　　

　　 Finally, he stopped, and carefully rummaged through those lines.

　　

　　 Suddenly, his hand grabbed a thread and yanked it downward.

　　

　　 A figure suddenly appeared from the gray mist, and then fell rapidly towards the ground.

　　

　　 That is a rag doll in nun costume.

　　

　　Norman has quick eyes and hands, and grabs the doll in his hand.

　　

　　 At the same time, Fred opened his eyes suddenly and shouted: "Run!"

　　

　　The voice fell, and Fred was picked up by Norman, and ran wildly outside.

　　

　　 Whether it is Fred's performance or Pauline's encounter, the danger level here exceeds the limit that Norman thinks can bear.

　　

　　 Wen Ghosn followed Norman closely with a look of fear.

　　

　　 The two thought they would be hindered~lightnovelpub.net~ But to their surprise, they ran out of town smoothly.

　　

　　 ran for nearly two kilometers before Norman stopped.

　　

　　 "Fred, are you okay." Norman put Fred down and asked concerned.

　　

　　 At the same time, the mysterious power of Norman surged, the doll disappeared, and Pauline appeared.

　　

　　 Pollen's eyes were at first confused, and then her face changed suddenly.

　　

　　 Fred opened his eyes too, his eyes full of horror.

　　

　　 "Bolin, what happened to you?" Norman asked.

　　

　　 "I went back to the monastery, and then went through those days again, and then I was sealed by an adult, and then..." Pauline tried to think back.

　　

　　 Flander looked at the wave in the distance, and said: "There is an illusory destiny branch. He wants to turn these destiny wisdom into reality, maybe, maybe, he wants to be the real destiny manipulator!"

　　

　　 In the last sentence, Flemish was full of tremors.

　　

　　 When everyone heard the words, they all looked at and waved, they couldn't see anything.

　　

　　 But above the gray mist, a huge doll was floating, and countless silk threads emerged from his body and fell down.

　　

　　 Look carefully, you can see that the puppet's body is painted with dense figures like ants!