In the Name of Empress-Chapter 446 - 308: The Price of Peering into Fate

Roland used the astronomical telescope of this world to watch the starry sky for the first time.

Facing the vast starry sky and the endless universe always makes one feel small.

He was no exception.

Alina was indeed an excellent astrologer, making the dull astrology come alive, sparking Roland’s interest who was originally just listening out of courtesy.

As he kept asking "And then?" the night gradually faded away, and the east revealed the first light of dawn.

The last star also disappeared in the approaching sunlight.

"This is the secret of the astrologer," Alina said with a slightly weary voice.

Over the past twenty-four hours, she had been through too much and spent the whole night stargazing with Roland, which indeed left her tired.

Although exhausted, she hadn’t forgotten the ultimate purpose of inviting Roland.

"I want to observe your destiny’s path again, is that okay?"

There was seventy percent anticipation and thirty percent apprehension in Alina’s eyes.

She had a feeling that she must face the challenge, otherwise, she could never kill the devil in her heart and would always be dominated by the feeling of being a "failure".

Some things must be done no matter how difficult they are.

Roland didn’t respond but rather gazed at Alina, and when she started feeling a bit uneasy, he calmly asked:

"If there’s backlash, will it be fatal?"

Alina didn’t speak, just slightly lowered her head. Sometimes silence is also an answer.

Roland naturally knew the answer, it would be fatal.

Even under the pressure of death, Alina still adhered to her own opinion.

In fact, from the first meeting, Alina had tried more than once to glimpse the destiny path of him, the "unpredictable man".

Without exception, she failed, and even suffered severe backlash.

Even with indirect methods of peeking, she could only see hazy distant prospects.

This seemingly visible yet ultimately unreachable feeling was extremely uncomfortable.

Roland completely understood Alina’s feelings.

He did not persuade Alina to give up; this was the path she chose to become stronger, and he had no right to interfere.

Seeing Roland remain silent, Alina gave a self-deprecating smile, using a gesture of playing with her hair tips to conceal the slightly awkward atmosphere and softly said:

"Do you want to laugh at me?"

"Of course not, I just wanted to ask how strong the backlash you endured was."

Alina thought for a moment and softly said, "Since it’s your destiny I’m peeking into, the backlash received is slightly above the threshold that can be lethal to you."

"Your life-saving ability is much stronger than mine, so I definitely can’t withstand the backlash. I must avoid the backlash and precisely predict all the crossroads in the river of your destiny."

Thinking of this, Alina couldn’t help but laugh at herself, "I don’t know much about you, and the divination process is fraught with dangers, with a very high chance of being killed by backlash."

"Even so, you insist?" Roland’s eyes showed a hint of curiosity and respect.

"You know, Return Day is approaching, and I don’t want to be a pawn unable to control my own destiny."

Alina’s reasoning was quite adequate, and her attitude was more determined than ever.

"I would rather die than wait like mud for fate’s judgment."

Roland nodded to show understanding, shrugged his shoulders, and calmly said, "We are friends, friends who can entrust life and death, I will fully support you. I want to know what you plan to do."

"I need detailed information about you, including..."

Alina’s words were cut off midway by Roland, "Alina, I’m sorry, there are some secrets I intend to take to the grave, and I won’t share them with anyone."

"Including Sif?"

"Yes, everyone has secrets that they can’t bear to share, can you understand that?"

Roland certainly wouldn’t share the secret of him being a transmigrator with others.

It’s not a matter of trust, but everyone has secrets that belong only to themselves.

Roland’s attitude was very frank, Alina sighed inwardly and nodded to indicate understanding.

Not only Roland, but everyone is like this; there are always things that cannot be shared.

Even for her, there were past events she didn’t wish to bring up with Roland.

This wasn’t malicious concealment, but a matter of dignity and the lines one can’t cross.

"Looks like I can only pin my hopes on the blessing of fate."

"That won’t do."

Roland firmly disagreed, his reasoning was simple, "Peeking into the [unpredictable one] is likely to be abhorred by the God of Destiny, the failure rate is very high, even approaching a hundred percent, right?"

Alina nodded.

"You’re very likely to die, and after your death, would the Jin Yuan Kingdom fall into turmoil again, right?"

Roland’s question stabbed Alina’s throat like a sharp blade, making her breathless, yet she defiantly retorted, "After I die, what does a rupture in the earth matter to me?"

This was a famous saying from a tyrant during the Magic Empire era.

Although many criticized it on the surface, in actuality, they all acted this way.

If I die, does this world still have meaning to me?

Roland slowly shook his head, "It matters to me, and I disagree."

"You!" Alina was truly somewhat angry this time.

She stared at Roland without backing down, and after a long time, she turned her face away, sulking as she closed her eyes and slipped into a mode of self-abandonment.

"It’s your life that you saved, and the revenge for my father that you avenged. I owe you too much, and I can’t repay, whatever you want me to do, just say it."

As she spoke, tears involuntarily rolled down Alina’s cheeks.

Of course, she was not sad because of Roland’s refusal.

She... Well, she was indeed sad because of Roland’s ruthless refusal.

She certainly didn’t want to repay a favor using the most cliche means; she longed to break through barriers and become a strong person who could stand shoulder to shoulder with Roland.