If Miss Pawo were to engage in combat with Lakin Prisia over the identity of The Chosen One, it would be perfect. The time for the final battle has arrived, and regardless of who wins, it would result in severe injuries after a major battle. And Miss Pawo clearly cannot suddenly produce five Radiant Stones at such a moment.
Therefore, Shard was not concerned about informing her of the subsequent selection of identity at this time.
Miss Pawo squinted slightly, and after posing her question, she lowered her head to glance at her big book, revealing a hint of incredulity.
"From the perspective of probability... it's either you or me... it seems it's me."
She didn't concern herself with the authenticity of the answer but curiously looked at Shard, who also gazed at her through the wind and snow, his voice very steady:
