Heaven's Greatest Professor

Chapter 78: The Oracle (1)

Ai awoke early, even though she went to sleep pretty late last night. Advancing to the Silver rank really did quell the need for sleep by a great degree. Her mind was sharper than it had ever been, her body brimming with strength after a few hours of sleep.

Yet she couldn't tell how long it remained for the sun to rise. It was one of those days again. Unfortunately, Ai had over-exhausted her quota of fortune yesterday, so for most of today, she had to spend it in her blind clumsiness.

'Bad luck' might be too broad a term to describe her horoscope for today, but she certainly wasn't looking forward to coming across any debacle.

After refreshing herself, Ai extended her spirit awareness out of the room and came out. Unfortunately for her, it didn't even take two minutes for her to come across the first debacle of the day.

"Can I help you get anywhere, Wise Woman?" said the debacle in the form of a young man named Emren.

Her spirit awareness picked up his dress, just like always. Wolf fur clothes with his chest open, showing off all his masculine properties. Thankfully, Ai was blind to be pleased or disgusted with such an open exhibition.

"No," she said curtly. "I was on my way to the garden. It's a familiar path; I don't need any help."

"What a surprise. I'm on my way to the garden as well," Emren said with a laugh. "Come, let's get there together."

Of course, Ai cursed inwardly. Besides her decorum, she had to worry about how she acted around people, especially Emren, him being the son of the Queen and also a Scarred Hunter of their tribe. Emren seemed to take pride in the latter more than the former.

Of course, why wouldn't he? This was Iman of all places, where women ruled, and a Scarred Hunter almost had the same magnitude as a princess. Many women were waiting to take him as their husband. Unfortunately, the Scarred Hunter had his eyes set on her of all people.

A blind, joke of an oracle, who couldn't even manage one job she was set to complete.

"The seat is this way," Emren said, clutching her palm to take her there.

"I know," Ai said with gritted teeth, showing her displeasure. Thankfully, Iman's culture revolved around women, and men had the least say about taking a wife if a woman disagreed with him. Emren let her go as she sat on the stone bench. The world was dark as Ai remembered it. She could make out only outlines of everything around her with her spirit awareness.

Emren tilted his head into thinking, remembering there had been only one person with whom Ai had any greater contact. "That Dai'hakar?"

Hakar meant assassin in their language, while Dai was for female.

"Yes," she said. "She's probably here. If you excuse us, then it would be great."

"Where?"

"She's hiding," Ai said. Even though she wasn't certain, she made sure her tone implied she was sure. Thankfully, she had a good precision in it, being an oracle and all. "She's very shy to show her face to foreign men."

Emren was probably looking at her incredulously.

"If you will," Ai said. "I'll try to divine your fate next week."

"Really?" Emren stood up. Getting her nod, he bowed. "With the Wise Woman's wishes."

He departed, and Ai let out a huge sigh. She waited for a few minutes, but her contact didn't show up.

"Are you there, Twilight?" Ai called. "Or would you prefer a different name this time?"

A presence appeared ten paces behind her, out of thin air that only her spiritual awareness could pick up on.

"Took you some time," the oracle expressed.

"I was here the whole time," transmitted the assassin.