Hill opened his mouth, then quickly closed it.
Something seemed to be burning in his Mental Sea.
It was as if a vague voice was telling him... he stood at the most crucial fulcrum of a river of destiny.
Edna's Path of Destiny, compared to this fulcrum, was insignificant.
That was merely Toril's fate.
But at this moment, Lansendel's decision could impact the entire multiverse!
And Hill, seemingly entangled in this matter yet trivial, completed his first destiny observation at this fulcrum.
Whether he is willing to admit his identity or not, at this moment, Hill has hung his destiny star in that river of destiny.
He can choose not to observe this river of destiny, but he has already been granted the qualification to enter.
And this qualification is something even the deities who wrote prophecy into their divinity were unable to possess.
Hill gently pinched his fingers... but he didn't need this qualification at all!
Those who comprehend destiny can only remain speechless.
