Chương 529: Chapter 528: Prophecy

"It's starting," said Mage Aldridge excitedly, seeing the mist thickening. I am surprised, sensing the excitement in the old man's eyes. He is usually stoic. Always serious, but now there is a smile on his face and childlike joy in his voice. I am not the only one surprised. Even Mage Ravill and others seemed surprised, too. It seemed like the old man had a soft side, too. Dum Dum Dum! For a few seconds, there was a silence when the loud drums began to ring out.

They are loud but rhythmic and begin to affect my heartbeat. The drummers are, without a doubt, high-level, and with the power of legacy, their skills are even more powerful. As the drums rang out, the mist began to disappear section by section. One moment, it was there, the next moment. It was not. Finally, the last drumbeat removed the mist in the center. Revealing the ringmaster in his beautiful regalia. He is wearing bright red shoes, black pants, and a red ruffled shirt with a black tie.

Holding a black staff with a round red gem on top of it. However, what attracted the eyes of all was the colorful tailcoat and the top hat. They are made of the mist.

"Is he flying?" asked Varza, surprised. He is standing in the center of the tent. In the air.

"It's too stable," replied the Mage Aldridge, shaking his head.

"It is the string. The ringmaster is standing on the string," replied Ulfys with a smile. It surprised many, including me, and I focused. Soon, the strings become visible. It shocked me because these strings are very thin. Thin as the strings, my clothes are made of. The man is standing over them without any problem, like he is standing on the ground. With my skills, Gymnasts Grace and Gymnasts Control. I could walk on the rope easily, but I wouldn't be able to do what the man is doing.

Especially so high, where a fall could result in the death. He stayed there for a moment before a spotlight fell on him, and he made a round bow with a flourish. His movements were smooth, and there was not the slightest hint of imbalance. He looked at all the people watching, with his eyes staying in our tent a moment longer.

"Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, welcome to the most extraordinary spectacle on the continent! The greatest show under the big top!" He spoke with flair, with every word from his mouth, taking the expectation higher and higher.

"Prepare to be amazed as we journey into a world of wonder, a realm where dreams take flight. Tonight, you will witness the extraordinary, the unbelievable, and the utterly fantastic."

"From the highest heights to the lowest depths, our performers will defy gravity and bend reality. You will see feats of strength, agility, and grace that will leave you breathless.

"So, let the magic begin! Let the curtain rise on a night of pure excitement!

"Get ready to be amazed, astounded, and absolutely captivated!" he finished and jumped. BANG! A loud explosion rang out as he exploded into the bomb of thick mist, which once again covered the dense mist. I am watching with excitement. He has taken my expectations to a completely new height, and I hope he won't disappoint me. The mist didn't remain long, soon, it thinned. Revealing the twelve clowns. I don't like clowns, but I watched with excitement as they began the act.

For a minute, my expression barely changed before I let out a loud laugh. From then on, my expressions never remained the same; I laughed, laughed, and laughed till the act was over. The ringmaster returned and introduced the second act. The acrobats.

"My god, I have never seen acrobats move like this," gasped Rutto. There is magic here, and these people have skills, but they also have skills, they have gotten through the hard work. Seeing them, I couldn't help but feel inspired and a little ashamed. I have such amazing skills, but I am not using them to their full potential. If I had half the grace and control they have, my prowess would have been more than it is. Unauthorized use: this story is on Amazon without permission from the author.

Report any sightings. I had already decided that I would work on that after I returned home. The third act was that of the animals or, rather, the monsters. It brought out the most gasps of shock.

"It would be amazing. If Fang learns to do that," said Margaux, watching a group of fang-sized monsters dancing beautifully on near-invisible strings. There are all types of monsters, including nine carriage-sized red-scaled winged lizards creating rings of fire, covering the enormous stage. So powerful that we could feel the heat in the tent. In that fire, those twenty-four fang-sized monsters jumped, and lightning appeared on furs. Seconds later, the massive rings of fire turned into the rings of lightning.

The monsters were jrasilas. They could absorb the fire and create lightning. It would be hard to train Fang to perform such things. It would require a specialized trainer and years of effort. His current trainer didn't have that ability. Speaking of trainers, my Trainer Class hadn't leveled up in quite a while. I wanted to take it to at least Lv. 10, but I am so busy with work and other things. That I wasn't able to do something about it.

I really like training Fang and had dreams of fighting the battle with him as a partner, but I have to be pragmatic. I now have responsibilities for hundreds of thousands of people and don't have time for hobbies. That is why I have handed him to Gloria. He liked her, and she was taking good care of him. Still, I will try to do something about the class. Take it Lv. 10 and get an attribute point before it gets absorbed into the Lord Class. The monster act ended, and the ringmaster appeared again.

"And so, the curtain falls on this extraordinary whimsical spectacle. We bid you adieu. Remember, the magic doesn't end here. It lives on in your hearts."

"Until we meet again, keep dreaming, keep believing, and most importantly, keep the wonder alive."

"Good night, and thank you for joining us!" said the ringmaster before dissolving into the mist. Everyone got up, including us, and let out a big applause.

"I don't think I will ever be able to forget it," said Varza with her voice filled with awe.

"It is unforgettable," added Baron Husk with similar awe. This is legacy. It is not a common legacy either. If it had been a common one, the throne wouldn't have chosen it to be its pawn. These decisions are extremely important and taken with great care.

"The ringmaster had prepared a banquet for you and your entourage, Lord Silver. He would be honored, if you joined him," said Ulfys, formally inviting me.

"It would be my honor," I replied. He smiled, and we walked out of the tent. It was late, but outside, the carnival was bustling as ever. The city might sleep, but this place would not. At least for a few hours. Not far away from me, there is a big party going on with loud music and hundreds of people dancing. Thousands, as many who watched the show, had begun joining them. Soon, we reached the green tent. It is at least four times bigger than the one where I met the ringmaster.

It had wooden doors instead of flaps. The guards opened the doors, and I walked inside with my entourage.

"Lord Remus Silver. Master of Velvet Garden and Lord Grelteaven and Panar," the herald announced before announcing Baron Husk and my sister.

"Lord Silver, thank you for accepting my invitation," said the ringmaster. He is wearing a suit, changed from his dazzling regalia earlier. It hadn't been much long since the show ended, but he changed his clothes and appeared here.

"It is an honor, Ringmaster," I replied to the man. The banquet didn't start immediately. Instead, we mingled with people. They are merchants, the ruling elites, and the members of the legacy. Nearly an hour later, the banquet began, and the dinner was amazing with local specialties. I love to eat new food. It is one of the reasons I wanted to stop at every new place, but unfortunately, I didn't have time. Still, I enjoyed the dinner while talking and laughing with my host.

"I wish you could stay the night, Lord Silver," said the Ringmaster as the banquet was finally over.

"Me too, Ringmaster," I replied with the regret.

"Since you are leaving. I hope you will follow the tradition of this place," he said.

"Tradition?" I asked. I didn't read about it in the large stack of information. I had got from the grey guild.

"It is nothing much. Just a small patronage to any business in the carnival," he replied.

"It is something that helped me when I had started over. I want to pass that on to others," he added with a genuine smile.

"What do you have in mind?" I asked him as we got out of the tent.

"It's your choice, Lord Silver," he replied, to which I arched the brow in question.

"You could ride on one of the rides or play a game to win the prize. Anything," he added. I looked around, and soon, I saw something and walked toward it with the Ringmaster and others.

"Fortune tellers. It's been years since the guests have chosen them," said the man, surprised. There is no reason for me to choose it other than that fortune-telling would be quicker than the rest. It will be finished in a minute. There are tens of fortune tellers. Some have big elaborate shops, while others are sitting behind a simple table, but all of them are looking at me with hope in their eyes. I looked at them, before my gaze stopped on the teen girl with curly green hair.

She looked to be around fifteen-sixteen. She is sitting behind a simple table. Which only had one simple crystal ball and nothing else. I walked toward her. Seeing that, her eyes become excited but also nervous. I stopped beside her table.

"Mind telling me my fortune?" I asked the young girl.

"Sure," she said with nervousness, looking at Ringmaster and the other people around me. I kept looking at her and even arched a brow when she didn't speak.

"Please place your hands on the crystal ball," she instructed hastily. I smiled and did what she had asked me to do. She placed her hands on top of mine hesitantly before closing my eyes. She was nervous. Her hands were shaking. It seemed like she had started doing it not long ago. Usually, those with Charlatan Classes have a little more confidence. Maybe it is because of me, the ringmaster, and other important people staring down at her. It didn't much matter to me.

I just wish that it would be over soon and I would return to the ship. I was thinking that when I felt her hands go warm. She opened her eyes, and they were white. They stared at me dead in the eyes before her lips parted.

"Under the sun's unyielding gaze, In green depths thick with woven haze. A brazen foe will make its stand, And fate shall turn in jungle's hand." She said in a deep, hallowed voice that shouldn't come from a person so young. It sent a chill through me. I looked at the teen girl and saw her eyes turning to normal before she removed her hands while everyone watched in surprise and shock.

"Wow," I said, and others laughed. The girl is good. Her performance was amazing. As for her prophesy, nobody believed it, including me. It's not like they are not real diviners in the world. There are, but it is hard to divine my future. It is a known truth; the masters of legacies are harder to divine. I also have a Lord class, which also produces a lot of resistance. On top of that, Caena had woven a witchcraft spell around me. Making such things even harder.

Still, I would have taken things a little seriously if she had been a woman of sixty instead of sixteen. The girl barely got class. She isn't powerful enough to divine my future, even if she had been a Diviner instead of a Charlatan.

"Thank you, Miss," I thanked. I took out the money pouch and placed it on her table. I was only going to pay her a fraction of the money in the pouch, but she had impressed me a lot.