When Javier Sinclair heard Celeste Grant say there was a Divine Artifact here, his gaze shifted to her before sweeping over their surroundings.
"A place like this could have a Divine Artifact?"
His tone was laced with skepticism.
Celeste Grant glanced at him, smiled faintly, and nodded. She pointed down with a curled finger. "It's right here. Trust me."
Javier Sinclair raised a slight eyebrow. "Did you see this in another one of your dreams?"
Celeste Grant paused for a moment before chuckling.
"Haha, something like that. You could say that."
'Predicting the future? No, no, I just have the script—I'm basically cheating. Still, I guess you could call this predicting the future, right? After all, I've mastered the entire plot of this book.'
Thinking of her future-predicting ability, Javier Sinclair didn't press further. "I'll take a look at the situation," he said.
As he spoke, he released his Divine Sense, blanketing every corner of Silverstream Valley.
