The eastern part of the mainland, overlooking the tower.
In a strange secret room on the top floor, the skinny Mustang was lying comfortably on his extravagant big bed, fast asleep.
In this secret room, magnificent and luxurious furniture and furnishings can be seen everywhere, and portraits of coquettish girls with plump breasts and fat buttocks are hung everywhere on the walls. The dining table placed against the corner of the wall is covered with a full set of gold and silver tableware, reflecting a blurred and illusory light under the bright witchcraft light source...
If an outsider stumbles into this place by mistake, they will definitely not believe that this is the residence of a Tier 4 wizard. Because the whole residence is filled with an aura of extravagance, extravagance, drunkenness and decadence, which is not in line with the powerful and mysterious aura of a high-ranking wizard.
What's more, after searching the entire residence, I couldn't find anything related to witchcraft. On the contrary, some of the favorite obscene and small objects of the human nobles were thrown everywhere, mixed in the gorgeous and expensive silk underwear, making people People can't help thinking about it.
However, just as that Mustang was sleeping soundly with a huge pillow painted with the pattern of the alder girl between his hands and feet, ripples appeared in the void in the corner of the room, and a strange magical eye emerged, blinking Unreal eyes began to look at the room curiously.
The magic eye seems to be an illusion, but it really exists in this void.
It was like a hazy phantom the size of a fist, floating around in the room, as if it was extremely curious about everything here.
In the end, its eyes fell on the ugly, naked and sleeping Mustang. The illusory eyeballs kept approaching him, taking a panoramic view of every detail of his body.
I have to say that Mustang is really ugly!
There was not much flesh and blood visible on the bony body, and the loose and withered skin rested on the well-articulated bones, looking from a distance like a breathing skeleton.
His grayish skin is covered with dark spots, his chest, armpits, and feet where hair should not grow are covered with messy black and thick bristles, but there are only a few sparse yellowish bristles on his head, which should be the most hairy. hair…
As a fourth-level prophet, Mustang obviously didn't pay much attention to personal hygiene. His ugly body was covered with dirt, and the whole room was filled with an unpleasant and terrible stench.
Even though Mustang slept extremely deeply, the magic eye was so close that others might not be able to perceive the obscure fluctuations of fate emanating from it, but he was very familiar with it.
Mustang cursed repeatedly and woke up from his sleep. When he opened his eyes, what he saw was a pair of watery, bright and beautiful big eyes. These eyes are so big and clear that they almost occupy most of the visual space in front of his eyes.
He even had to lean back a few centimeters before he could clearly see the magic eye floating in front of him. And those beautiful eyes were staring at him silently through the eyes of magic power.
"Bastard, it's you again!" A series of vicious curses immediately came out of Mustang's crooked yellow mouth, and he waved his arms vigorously trying to drive the magic eye further away.
It's a pity that the magic eye only retreated half a meter, and then switched to a place where his arms couldn't reach and continued to play 'peeping'.
"Ugly, this is your bedroom? It's really ugly and smelly, exactly like your body." The magic eye gently shook the void, and a strange spiritual wave floated out: "You always say that you are a Level 4 wizard, why can't you find anything related to witchcraft and prophecy in your bedroom? Can you show me your laboratory? I am very interested in the various experiments of your level 4 wizard... "
It seemed to be entangled with Mustang, and the eyes of magic power floated around him, and while gazing at everything around him, he chatted with him casually. And that Mustang's ferocious face was already filled with anger and helplessness.
"Give me some peace!"
A golden light shot out from the palm of Mustang's hand, blasting the magic eye in the air.
However, just as the magic eye dissipated, ripples appeared in the surrounding void again, and a new magic eye emerged again.
"Why did you blow up my Eye of Destiny... Don't you know that condensing it requires the consumption of the power of Fate? You have already blown up 73 of my Eyes of Destiny yesterday, and I haven't settled with you yet!"
Mustang's actions just now seemed to be of no use to the guy hiding opposite the void eyeball. As soon as the other party appeared this time, he began to chatter and bombard, annoyed a dignified Tier 4 fortune teller tossing and turning in bed but couldn't fall asleep anymore .
Mustang struggled to climb down from the luxurious mansion, grabbed a silk robe from the floor covered with exquisite soft carpets, wrapped it around his body, and walked unsteadily towards the bathroom.
"Little devil, don't follow me anymore, I'm going to take a bath. If you want to see an old man taking a bath, follow me!" Before entering, Mustang turned around and growled viciously.
This time the threat seemed to have some effect, the eyeballs hesitated for a while, and finally did not float into the bathroom, but wandered around in the bedroom.
How could the personal residence of a Tier 4 wizard be so simple, although it looked luxurious and extravagant on the surface, it looked like a mansion of a noble upstart with no taste. However, in the cold interlayer of the wall, under the wooden floor, and on the ceiling where the huge crystal chandelier hangs, there are densely packed and countless guardian witch formations.
And in the hidden dark places of the bedroom, there are also obscure elemental fluctuations, and there are several hidden compartments and secret rooms that have been camouflaged and concealed.
These hideouts are surrounded by layers of protective witch formations, which can isolate the exploration of prophecy-like witchcraft, and can also isolate most of the world's extraordinary power from infiltrating.
It's a pity that the power impregnated in this magical eye obviously does not belong to the common witchcraft power in the world, and it actually regards these witchcraft protections as nothing, shuttling and wandering in it at will.
Half a quarter of an hour later, after taking a hot bath, the refreshed Mustang just walked out of the bathroom when he saw the magical eye floating out of his witchcraft secret room.
What is placed there are all my favorite and most precious supreme treasures!
Mustang's face immediately twisted ferociously again.
Ever since he peeped at his colleague far away in the north last time, he has been entangled by that daughter of destiny inexplicably. The other party seems to be deeply favored by the power of fate, and has a way of manipulating fate that is difficult for outsiders to understand.
After she inadvertently captured the original Eye of Destiny created by Mustang, she mastered this ability without a teacher. Then, from then on, she became Mustang's lingering nightmare!
She seems to be quite curious about this weird old man with a strong power of fate. The daughter of fate actually drives the eye of fate, which only Mastan could control in the past, to follow him 360 degrees around the clock without any dead ends.
When Mustang is meditating, she is there; when Mustang is divining, she is there; when Mustang is eating, she is there; when Mustang is sleeping, she is there; when Mustang is hiding in the secret room guarded by the power of fate, she is still...
In short, the power of destiny mastered by Mustang can perfectly protect the colleague from the north, but it is completely ineffective against the daughter of destiny.
Mustang has tried all the protective methods, but none of them can prevent this curious Daughter of Destiny from peeping personally.
For half a year, every day and every moment, this annoying eyeball was floating around him, watching his every move, making it impossible for him to keep even the slightest bit of privacy.
Moreover, only he can see this strange magical eye. Other wizards, even other fourth-level wizards in the association, cannot see this hateful eye floating around with their naked eyes.
To be honest, this kind of work of peeping into other people's privacy has been done by Mustang in the past.
But it has never happened before that she has been pestering others for half a year like this Daughter of Destiny. What's even more frightening is that even if Mustang destroys the opponent's Eye of Destiny, the opponent can summon another one in an instant.
It seems, maybe, probably... The power of fate pampers this daughter of fate too much, and the other party does not seem to be struggling at all when using the power of fate, as if she has no burden at all to use fate witchcraft...
And this is what makes Mustang most desperate!
"Little devil, what do you want from me? Please, let me go! If I continue to be entangled by you like this, I will go crazy..." Mustang rushed over immediately, grabbed the magic eye, He put his face up and roared loudly.
"I've already said it! As long as you teach me the fate witchcraft you know, I won't bother you... I have been begging Teacher Alice for a long time, but she refused to teach me a single fate witchcraft. Still Said that I am the daughter of destiny, and everything I want can only be obtained from destiny... Hmph, she must be too stingy to teach me, and she made so many excuses!"
Hearing that it was fate witchcraft, Mastan, who had been begging for a moment, immediately changed his face, squeezed his eyeballs, turned and walked out of the room.
A moment later, a new eyeball floated behind him again, and the girl's fresh and sweet voice came out from inside.
"Old man, you have destroyed my eye of destiny again. If you continue to be so rude, I will broadcast the ugly appearance of naked alder, so that everyone around you can see your ugly side... Hurry up, Quickly teach me fate sorcery, or I'll be broadcasting right now...”
Mustang was furious and furious, cursing this strange girl like a monster of fate with foul language repeatedly.
The girl also seemed to be enraged, a strange and strange mental wave came out from her eyeballs, and it rippled in all directions quickly.
The ripples spread silently inside the overlooking tower, and no matter what they were doing, every living being affected by the ripples instantly had a hunchbacked and ugly red-nut male body in their minds.
Immediately there was a commotion in the giant tower!