Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

The king cast a displeased look at the high priest beside him.

However, the high priest did not even look at him.

In short, the king had no intention of letting Lucy become the royal concubine.

The palace chief said, “If that's so, it's all right. Your Majesty, the next test is fortune-telling. The Cyanians are good at this. I believe his daughter won't disappoint.”

“Okay. What do you know about her specialty?” the king asked.

“I've checked. She is good at geomancy. We only need to ask related questions later. And the daughter of Mordunian is good in phrenology. That's easy too,” the chief palace comforted.

Only then did the king heave a sigh of relief.

Even though fortune-telling was a mysterious thing, it was somehow well-proven. After all, it had a history of over a thousand years. Many things were influenced by it.

With that, the final round began.

Like the palace chief expected, after they asked the first geomancy question, the lady from Cyanian furrowed her brows after first glance.

“Mr. Priest, this is not a good location. Water is an essential element in geomancy. Mountains surround this place on all sides. And it is filled with sands below. It is a bad spot!” The sixteen-year-old girl pointed at a spot on the sand table.

Her statement left the entire altar in absolute bewilderment.

The cemetery was the tomb of the chief of an ethnic group in the tribe. However, it had been hundreds of years. It was precisely because of this tomb that the ethnic group perished.

The king and the high priest showed much admiration for this bright young lady.

darkened as she

the lady from Mordunian, who was also a promising candidate. She scanned the

Instantly, her expression changed.

want to read phrenology for me?” The king acted quite

he had already considered

dare to. But, I see some bad

you cursing the king?” All of a sudden,

Mordunian immediately lifted her head. Her face paled in fright. “N-No, that's not

the sunken cheekbones, so you derived that it was the omen

latter in front of

the altar went into an

about. How could she say something so

on the ground. Meanwhile, the king's expression

she choked on

I know a little about phrenology too. My mother used to be a famous fortune-teller back in Elysium. She had taught me a lot. Why don't you let me have a look?” Lucy even started to recommend herself in

cr*p. Does she know phrenology

altar

a bad feeling about

toward the king, knelt, and touched the king's hand for a while. As expected, she used a different statement

time that you take care of your body. As you have been enjoying life too much,

was pleased to hear

in no time.” With that, Lucy took out a long thin needle from

almost confirmed that Lucy would be

possessed medical knowledge. Undoubtedly, she was

altar was overwhelmed