It was so dark that without looking closely, one could not tell if there was someone in that alley.

An old beggar sat huddled in front of a single bowl.

Approaching close, Evelia silently stared at the old beggar.

The begging children from before, and now the old beggar. It was a big shock to Evelia.

To her, the spacious mansion was the entire world.

All she had grown up seeing were things that were abundant and expensive.

She never failed to get what she wanted, and she never went without what she wanted to eat.

So, she thought it was only natural. She thought that everyone lived like her.

Outside of the imperial palace and the residence of the Duke of Cassis, it was her first encounter with the realm of the common people.

That light, that sound, and the shadow hidden by it.

Since it was her first encounter, she didn’t know what this feeling was.

But she just didn’t like it. She was uncomfortable, and she wanted to help.

“…Grandmother, have a plentiful year.”

Evelia laid a few gold coins down, and the old beggar looked up at her with eyes as lifeless as the dead.

“Than…k you.”

A cracked voice flowed from her dry throat, as if even the voice had stuck to the dryness.

“Ah, ah. What a kind young lady.”

Evelia couldn’t say a word. Such a world existed, it was a shock to her.

Why are they like this? Why isn’t gold pouring out like it does for me? Why aren’t they buying chicken skewers to their heart’s content?

“Hehe…… What a precious young lady. There is such a life in the world.”

The wornout old beggar recognized the child’s feelings just by looking at Evelia’s eyes.

“Can I leave a word to the honorable person who is about to depart? A reward for kindness.”

A word of advice? When Evelia looked puzzled,

“Just call it a pathetic prophecy. I was quite famous back in the day, as I sometimes saw the future.”

The old beggar added with a rotten smile.

She trailed off, hinting that she had been chased and chased due to this ability, and in the end, she had reached this state.

“Don’t be too surprised. I’m going to use some power for the first time in a while.”

The old beggar closed and opened her eyes.

Only the whites were left in the sockets where the lifeless eyes had been.

As Evelia felt fear and tightly clutched Caron’s sleeve, Caron subtly pulled Evelia back.

The creepy white of her eyes flashed a few times.

Soon, the old beggar’s decaying lips slowly opened.

“When the star that brushes your hair appears,

Three suns will be revealed from the clouds.

A large mastiff will howl all night.

On the ground, packs of black foxes and red monkeys will rampage,

And snakes will be placed on the eastern coast.

Peace will be destroyed from the sky, the earth will tremble,

The waves of the Hesen River and the Tiber Sea will rise,

And the impure things will burn.

The big mastiff will take the sun,

And the star rising from Cheonsan will wear a crown.”

The sharp voice that had been breaking and tearing echoed clearly.

At the mouth of the dark alley where no light penetrated, the old beggar, draped in a black cloak, sat huddled and chanted the future. It was weird.

When the old beggar closed and opened her eyes again, her original lifeless eyes were revealed.

“Hehe, hehe. Did you listen well, young lady?”

“….”

“….”

Caron and Cedric were silent.

They didn’t understand what she was saying, but it didn’t seem like a good prophecy.

They wanted to grab the beggar’s collar and ask. What does it mean?

The mastiff, the sun, the snakes, what do they all mean?

If it was a prophecy about Evelia, and if by any chance the prophecy indicated a calamity, everything appearing in that prophecy should have been eliminated in advance.

It didn’t matter what happened to us, but it absolutely shouldn’t have happened to our Eve, our young lady.

Cedric and Caron were about to step toward the old woman.

“Ah, thank you.”

Evelia casually blinked her eyes and responded.

“Eve?”

Did she understand? Could it be that the prophecy was intended for a child’s comprehension?

“I don’t understand what you’re saying, but I’m eating the sun… su… su…”

“Mastiff?”

“Ah. That. That. I’ll even eat the sun later.”

That phrase makes sense. If our Eve grows with this momentum, she might even be able to devour the sun.

Prophets did not see the future themselves, they only listened to and conveyed prophecies through the eyes of the god they served.

And so, the old woman did not fully understand its meaning.

But at least it was clear that this pretty baby was making an interpretation that would completely spit out even the prophecies fed to her.

Eating the sun… what will she eat…

Evelia gave the old woman, who was making her eyebrows in disbelief, a polite greeting.

“‘Stop’, thank you, grandmother. I’ll take your advice and leave.”

“It’s not ‘stop’, it’s ‘silence’.”

“Ah, that.”

Caron and Cedric contemplated whether to catch the old woman and dig something more, but seeing Evelia, who seemed to ask why they didn’t follow and halfturned her back, waving her hand, they dropped the idea.

After all, even the prophets didn’t know the meaning of the prophecy, and it was common knowledge to all of them.

Cedric muttered as he turned his heel.

“Yes. It doesn’t matter.”

“I agree.”

Caron also agreed.

Whatever the prophecy meant, yes, it didn’t matter.

If it was a blessing, they would sprinkle flowers more solemnly.

If it was a calamity, they would guard so that nothing dared to step in.

As they left the alley, the people who had been constantly walking all stopped in their places.

“It seems the parade is starting.”

Evelia’s eyes widened, and soon her cheeks turned rosy.

“Leaves! Caron, let’s go there!”

Evelia rolled her feet and nagged Caron to go ‘there’, right next to the clock tower, the fountain Agares had pointed out.

Since Agares had told them that they could catch many petals by watching the parade from here, Caron had also kept an eye on where his little master wanted to be.

Since there were even more people than before, and it was not easy to get through the crowd, Caron, with Evelia’s permission, picked her up high.

“Over there! There!”

With her little master, who gripped his hair as if it were the reins of a running horse, he grunted… he let out a soft groan.

‘Childcare is hard.’

He couldn’t even count on both hands how many times he had thought so just today.

Thanks to Caron, they were able to arrive safely at the fountain without being crushed by the crowd.

Seeing how crowded it was, if Agares hadn’t informed them of this place, catching the petals would have been unimaginable.

“Oh, one… two… three…”

As Evelia, who stepped on the fountain and stood up, folded her fingers one by one and counted, Cedric asked.

“What are you doing, Eve?”

“I’m counting how many leaves I have to catch.”

Really? But…

“Oh, ten.”

The greed was a bit excessive…

“Twenty.”

The greed was quite excessive…

“Ah. About a hundred would be enough!”

“No, it’s enough, not loyalty.”

“Enough!”

… It seemed that she wasn’t just catching the falling petals, but was planning to run away with the whole basket.

The faithful escort knight, Caron, shrugged his shoulders and stretched his body.

‘I’ll try to catch a hundred, and if I can’t, I’ll stealthily take out the flower basket.’

He wasn’t stingy about using his assassination abilities for the purpose of stealing a flower basket.

For our young lady’s flower basket.