"I've divined it, there won't be any trouble," Brian said confidently.
"Divination?"
"Sort of. I can sense good and ill fortune. Not sure if you'll understand, but it's like those witches with crystal balls in the legends here, able to detect danger."
I've added my address and nickname to the letter.
If you were in danger, that would mean I'd be too, and I definitely wouldn't have done that," the old man boasted proudly.
"Wow, that's awesome!" Brian praised sincerely.
To have such an ability!
He hadn't expected the old man to be so candid.
Turned out the other party really possessed a rare mutant ability distinct from physical strength!
Brian's look towards the old man changed instantly, "Um, do you have any obsessions?"
"Huh?" the old man looked at Brian, puzzled, "What kind of obsession?"
He rubbed his arm.
Why did it feel cold again?
Which bastard keeps setting their sights on me!
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