Quick Wear: Welcome to the Crazy Scene

Even though the king had heard of this before, he still paused when he saw Shen Jin's appearance. No one had ever possessed these two extreme characteristics at the same time.

The queen also opened her eyes and took in the appearance of the people below. Their features were ordinary, with only their hair and eyes being unusual. Her interest immediately faded, and she leaned back on the throne, returning to her indifferent demeanor.

The imperial edict was issued by the king himself. His original intention was to recruit extraordinary individuals to interpret his bizarre dream. Because of the dream's content, he did not want anyone from the temple to participate.

After the imperial edict was posted, many more people started cheating and deceiving others. The king wanted to kick them out directly to avoid wasting time. It was only when the knight leader mentioned Shen Jin's unique appearance that he decided to summon him.

But, looks alone are not enough.

"Witch, huh? Tell me about yourself. What ability do you have to take down my imperial edict?"

Shen Jin said calmly, "Heaven and earth sent a message, and I helped it to pass it on. This is what witchcraft is."

The king patted his throne, his interest piqued. "Tell me, what's the difference between this and the missionaries?"

Shen Jin remained calm: "There may be many gods in this world, but there is only one sky above our heads."

She bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I think we can talk."

Without waiting for him to speak, Shen Jin stood up straight, the king's astonished expression reflected in his black eyes.

"If that's the case, then tell me, what is my purpose in posting the imperial edict?"

Shen Jin said: "Dream, someone told you something in the dream."

Her voice was deep and steady, and her accent echoed in the hall.

"Unfortunately, it's still unknown whether the predicted event will come true. You can no longer afford to stop your fate."

"So, my noble king, are you worried about this matter?"

The king didn't say anything, and Shen Jin let him stare at her.

Shen Jin was waiting, waiting for the cold pond to be stirred and the moment when he would reveal his flaw.

After two breaths, the king stood up, his crimson cape cascading down from the throne to the ground.

She waited.

The king's voice rang out in the hall: "What do you think I should do?"

Shen Jin's goal was finally achieved.

"Then please tell me your dream, Your Majesty."

The king fell silent again, probably because this dream involved a lot of things, and her origins were unknown, so she had not yet been trusted.

So Shen Jin said considerately: "I have come from afar. If you wish, I can stay in the palace temporarily so that Your Majesty can verify my ability."

The queen still sat on her throne, her icy blue eyes filled with contempt.

"Ah."

She sneered, took the maid's hand and stood up to leave: "I thought you were someone important, but just a homeless person who took advantage of the situation to live in the palace."

She didn't lower her voice, and her tone was full of sarcasm.

If Shen Jin felt guilty, she had always been calm and composed, but she took advantage of the Queen's harsh words and humiliated the King. This was completely inconsistent with her previous image.

The king watched her leave and said, "The dream involved too many things. The queen was implicated by me and is also a victim."

Shen Jin watched the Queen's retreating figure, a look of deep thought flashing through her eyes. Her attitude didn't seem irritable.

But she is still very clear about her current identity.

Shen Jin raised his right hand to his chest: "Praise you, Your Majesty."

After that day, a small stall was set up at the side door in the northwest corner of the palace.

The stall owner is a woman wrapped in a contrasting black and white cloak. She calls herself a witch and can answer three questions every day.

Just across the wall was the residential area of the royal city. It was quite bustling during the day, with passersby gazing at the stall with curiosity.

.....

Shen Jin suddenly became famous one day.

That day, she went out with her small table as usual. Before she even reached the stall, she saw a crowd of people.

Has something happened here? Why are there so many people gathered here?

She squeezed in unnoticed, wanting to see what kind of excitement would happen here.

When Shen Jin appeared in the front row, he found that they were surrounding an empty space and cheering at the air.

……

"Excuse me, what are you waiting for here?"

"Of course it's the witch who knows everything!"

"God of Light, you don't know what happened last night! The murderer that the Knights lost yesterday was caught by the witch!"

Shen Jin:?

Don't spread rumors, she has never helped anyone catch a murderer.

In fact, although her stall seems to have a lot of traffic, only a few people dare to come forward and ask.

Yesterday, just as she was closing her stall, a young brown-haired man came.

"Could it be him?"

Shen Jin began to recall the man's questions.

"I messed up something."

The man held his head and fell on the table crying.

Due to professional needs, Shen Jin stopped tidying the table. She looked at the man's attire and could not see any obvious temple beliefs.

After some thought, he said, "The gods say that you should make amends for your mistakes as soon as possible."

The man looked up, his eyes red and swollen: "Do I really still have a chance?"

"Will do."

Shen Jin's eyes flickered, deep and distant: "God, you met me, didn't you?"

She said with a hint of temptation: "Ask me a question, I can tell you how to make up for your mistakes..."

Anyway, there is no worse outcome than this. The man touched the warm neck and said resolutely: "Thank you for your kindness."

"I lost him because of carelessness... He was very important and everyone was watching him, but he escaped while I was watching!"

"Open your eyes and look at me."

The voice came from the sky, and it really had a bit of the ethereal quality of telepathy.

"it is good……"

The man looked up blankly.

Shen Jin rarely used the tracing method to bring himself back into his memories.

However, compared to the man’s vague memories, what she saw was much clearer.

After a moment, she retracted the spell: "Congratulations, God has given you the opportunity to atone for your sins."

"Walk three thousand meters east. He's still hiding in the sewers."

"He's injured. You'll find him."

Hope rekindled in the man's eyes. He suddenly stood up from the table and held Shen Jin's hand tightly with both hands: "Thank God, thank you. If I can really make amends for my crime, I will definitely repay you!"

The memory comes back.

So, this is the reward...

"Oh my God, you are the witch!"

The chattering residents finally saw Shen Jin's appearance and grabbed her cloak with their backhands.

Shen Jin was not annoyed, she just looked up and smiled at the man.

The next second, she appeared in the middle of the crowd, sitting on a wooden table that had been propped up at some point.

A transparent barrier rose from her body, blocking people outside the barrier without leaving any trace.

She wanted to improve her reputation with the king, but that didn't mean she had to work herself to death.

A voice echoed through the crowd: "Tell me your question. I will choose three people to answer it."