The First Heir

Looking at the other party, Abraham was dumbfounded.

Fortune-telling was not supposed to be used for everything. The way of the heavens was unpredictable. No one knew if Nigella had other hidden means that could kill Alder. Besides, Abraham was reluctant to take any risks now.

After struggling for a while, Abraham made a prediction. He looked up at Paul, his expression a little helpless.

“The prediction shows that you should be on equal footing with Nigella, but Nigella seems to have a very strong trump card. If she uses it, her chances of winning will be 80%!”

“This prediction doesn’t look good. Mayor, let’s not fight,” Abraham persuaded Nathalia helplessly.

Nathalia raised his eyebrow and said, “Oh, really? I’m more interested after hearing that. I haven’t been defeated much since I started practicing. I really want to see how strong Nigella is.”

Nathalia was not a pompous person. Although Nigella was strong, Nathalia was not weak either.

other party had a trump card, but he was no

nine royal families could prevent detection. Nathalia had the imprints

be persuaded, Abraham grimaced. He said no more but

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those people standing at the gate

woman in a blue dress with a chilly face. Her hair fell behind her back like a waterfall. Her poise was beyond this

none other

pseudo holy tier. He was quite high-spirited, eager to enter the upper echelons of Asteroid City again and gain more power. However, Nigella’s arrival today made him

even bother to raise her eyelids at his words, but a valiant man beside her said with displeasure on his face, “Cut the crap and get Nathalia to come out. If we determine that he’s

destroy you today!