The Fortune-Telling Heiress

"Not only can she draw talismans in midair, but she can even perform telekinetic shifts. Whose apprentice is Seeing YourWorld, Green Aurora? Which faction does she belong to?" asked the Mystic Arts Alliance members gathered in the room. Erwin was still smiling as he replied, "Just keep watching."

Once BeefyBite hung up, the entire room fell silent.

Nowadays, the only thing the Mystic Arts Alliance really had to show was the 12th Mystical Gate that they were at right now. The others had either been retired or been transformed into tourist attractions.

"Madison Locke has decent capabilities, but she's too generous."

"Like I said, how can she allow an ordinary person to come into contact with evil spirits?"

Michael spoke up lazily, saying, "That's because she knows she can handle the situation. Didn't she also have the other party inform her parents and friends afterward? In my opinion, Ms. Locke's methods are worth learning from. Mystic arts experts should handle mystic arts-related matters, while ordinary people should handle ordinary matters." Everyone fell silent at that.

Just then, Erwin pointed at the screen and said, "Let's just watch. Ms. Locke seems to have contacted the second person."

The call was successfully connected. The second lucky draw winner's username was Sesame Bagel.

The live stream screen split in half, and a man wearing blue overalls appeared on one side. He was walking even as he held up his phone.

"Hello, Ms. Locke," he said in greeting. "It's finally my turn. I have a really urgent matter I'd like your help with."

He directed the camera at an empty room. There were berries scattered all over the floor, and the metal gate was shut tight. Inside the room was a bear that was lying down motionlessly, facing the wall with its back toward the camera. SesameBagel walked in, calling out, "Sesame! Sesame!"

The bear showed no reaction other than reaching its chubby paws out to push him away.

The live stream viewers were practically cooing over Sesame.

"Sesame, my sweet Sesame, what's wrong?"

"Is that Sesame? I didn't see Sesame when I went to Roudeclaus before. What's wrong with him?"

"Don't tell me Sesame escaped from confinement again!"

"As expected of Roudeclaus' best! Check out that arrogant back."

"He's not depressed, is he?"

"He must've broken out of confinement again. Weren't there videos circulating around the internet before? He dismantled surveillance cameras, dug tunnels..." "It's him! It's definitely him!"

"Our poor Sesame! Who's been bullying him?"

"If he broke out of confinement again, this should be the third time he's done so!"

SesameBagel tried coaxing Sesame with berries and fruits. He even tried to entice the bear into playing with him, but Sesame still just looked unhappy.

"The situation is as you can see right

now, Ms. Locke," Sesame Bagel said helplessly "Sesame attempted to escape confinement again yesterday. After we brought him back, he's been refusing to eat or drink, and he won't go out to play either."

The live stream viewers started speculating on the situation.

"I'm sure it's because Sesame doesn't like the bear enclosure and wants to return to the forest!"

"That's not right! Sesame was born in captivity and has never been in the wild, so why would he think of trying to escape?"

"If he really wants to return to the wild, then just let him!"

When SesameBagel caught sight of

the last comment, he hurriedly explained, "We've also considered setting Sesame back into the first, but after observing him, we judged that he simply doesn't have the ability to survive by himself in the

Wild."

If a bear that was born and raised in captivity was released into the wild, they would have to undergo a period of observation.

Just as he finished speaking, the previously motionless Sesame suddenly sat up and stared directly at him.

"What's wrong, Sesame?" asked

Sesame Bagel. "It's not like I was

wrong. The last time we let you outContent (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

into the forest, it was only a matter of days before you came back covered in wounds."

In response, Sesame thumped the floor forcefully with his paws and let out a grunt.