The sudden changes following Kieran’s arrival shocked everyone in the grand hall, including Kieran himself.
He tilted his head down at the feather mantle that had turned gold and touched it with his finger. It felt just like the [Black Crow Feather] he remembered. It still belonged to him.
The faint projection of the crown above his head was weightless.
"A mirage?" Kieran speculated silently.
As he looked at the golden fruitless flower above him, he recalled Nikorei’s prophecy. He was 70% sure that everything had been set up by Nikorei beforehand.
As far as he knew, the shaman world included a lot of strange mystical individuals, some of whom were outrageously powerful. However, it seemed like only Nikorei possessed that particular clairvoyant ability.
"Did she watch this particular scene before making that prophecy?" Kieran wondered.
He even pictured Nikorei’s naughty smirk in his mind. He knew that she would have definitely pulled such a prank on him.
