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The shrunken Aiwass, looking at the Sapphire Bird that was about the same size as himself, narrowed his eyes slightly.
——Fate.
It was fate again.
Not long ago, the Lord of Scalefeather had just mentioned his fate to Aiwass——like a lamb bred by the Shepherd, protection and nurturing were all for the final feast. And the resistance he could make was to leave the sheepfold and die in the Dark Forest at the hands of ferocious beasts, to inflict an unbearable loss on the arrogant Shepherd...
Even further back, Cardinal Loki was such an enigmatic person.
Thus, Aiwass spoke, half calm, half mocking, "Cardinal Loki chose his successor in his destined path, he chose you, and you rebelled; and now, Father... you say my arrival is fate.
"Am I the successor you have chosen? Or am I just... a key?"
Upon hearing this, the Jewel Thrush was clearly surprised.
He looked at Aiwass in astonishment, seemingly unable to understand how Aiwass came to know these secrets.