Upon hearing Klein's question, the beautiful lady with long brown hair elegantly coiled up did not look impatient at all. She maintained a polite smile and said,
"Our members are free to perform divination for others in the club and set their own prices. We only take a very small percentage of the fee. If you want to perform divination, you can take a look at this brochure. There are introductions and prices for members who are willing to perform divination for others."
"However, today is Monday afternoon. Most of our members are at work and busy. Only less than five of them came …"
As she spoke, she invited Klein to take a seat on the sofa near the window in the reception hall. Then, she flipped open the album opposite him and pointed out the current members of the club.
"Hanass Vincent, a famous fortune-teller in Tingen. He's a mentor who's permanently stationed at the club. He's good at all kinds of divination. Each session costs four Soli."
It's so expensive … It's enough for me, Baansen, and Melissa to have two sumptuous dinners … Klein was speechless and did not reply.
Seeing this, the brown-haired lady continued to flip to the next page and introduced them one by one.
"… The last one, Glacis. He just joined the club this year and has mastered Tarot Divination. Each session costs two pence."
"Sir, who do you want to choose?"
Klein didn't stand on ceremony at all.
"Mr. Glacis."
"…" The beautiful lady in charge of reception was silent for two seconds. "Sir, I have to remind you beforehand that Mr. Glacis is only a beginner."
"Understood, I will be responsible for my decision." Klein smiled and nodded.
"… Then please follow me." The beautiful lady stood up and led Klein to the door beside the reception hall.
There was a corridor that wasn't too long, and at the end of it was an open conference room. The room was full of sunlight, and there were tables and chairs. There were newspapers, magazines, cards, and other things on them. The faint aroma of coffee wafted from the room.
When they were two rooms away from the conference room, the beautiful lady in charge of reception signaled for Klein to stop. She quickened her pace and walked to the end of the corridor.
"Mr. Glacis, someone is looking for you for divination."
"Me?" A voice full of surprise and doubt immediately sounded, accompanied by the movement of the chair.
"Yes, which divination room would you like to use?" the beautiful lady replied emotionlessly.
"Topaz room. I like topaz." Glacis appeared at the door of the meeting room and looked curiously at Klein who was waiting nearby.
He was a man in his thirties. His skin was darker, and his pupils were dark green. His hair was light yellow and soft. He wore a white shirt, a black vest, and a monocle hung on his chest. He had a good temperament.
The beautiful lady in charge of reception did not say much. She opened the "Topaz" room next to the conference room.
Inside, the curtains were tightly shut and the light was dim. It was as if this was the only way to receive the revelation of God and Spirit and obtain accurate divination results.
"Hello, I'm Glacis. I didn't expect you to choose me to do your divination." Glacis bowed in a gentlemanly manner and quickly entered the room. He sat behind the long table. "Frankly speaking, I'm only trying to divine for others. I don't have much experience. At the moment, I'm not a good fortune-teller. You still have a chance to back out."
After returning the greeting, Klein entered the room and closed the door behind him.
He looked at the light that penetrated the curtains and said with a smile, "You are truly an honest gentleman.
"You're an honest man, but I'm a man who's very firm in his choices."
"Please have a seat." Glacis pointed at the seat opposite him and thought for a few seconds. "Divination is only my hobby. Heh heh, a person will often receive guidance from the gods in their lives, but ordinary people are unable to accurately interpret the Lord's intentions. This is the meaning of divination, and also the reason why I joined this club. In this aspect, I don't have enough confidence in myself. Let's treat the divination from now on as an exchange, a free exchange. How about that? The club's fee will be borne by me. It's only a quarter penny. "
Klein didn't say yes, nor did he shake his head.
Instead, he smiled and said, "I can tell that you have a good and decent job."
As he spoke, he leaned forward slightly, clenched his right fist, and tapped his forehead twice.
"But that doesn't increase the accuracy of my divination," Glacis replied humorously. He pondered for a moment before asking, "Do you have a headache? You wish to divine something related to your health? "
"Just a little. I wish to divine the whereabouts of an item." Klein had long thought of an excuse as he slowly leaned back.
In his eyes, Glacis's aura appeared clearly. The orange-red color of his lungs was dim and thin, and it affected the other brightness.
This isn't a sign of fatigue … Klein nodded indiscernibly.
"Find a lost item?" Glacis thought for a few seconds. "Then, let's do a simple judgment."
He pushed the neatly stacked tarot cards on the black table towards Klein.
"Calm down and recall the item in your mind. Silently ask the question, 'Can you still find it?' At the same time, shuffle and cut the cards."
"Alright." In fact, Klein didn't remember what the ancient notebook looked like. All he could do was expand the question that needed to be silently asked: Can you still find the Antigonus family's notebook?
As he repeated the process, he skillfully shuffled and cut the cards.
Glacis picked up a card from the top and pushed it horizontally in front of Klein.
"Turn it clockwise to vertical, then flip it over. If it's in the reverse position, which means that the picture on the card is facing you, it means that the item can't be found. If it's in the forward position, then we can continue the divination to find its exact whereabouts."
Klein followed the instructions and turned the cards that were placed horizontally into a vertical position.
He held the edge of the tarot card and flipped it over.
It was a card with an inverted picture.
"What a pity." Glacis sighed.
Klein didn't respond because his attention was focused on the tarot card in front of him.
The picture on the "Reversed" card was of The Fool, who was wearing gorgeous clothes and a gorgeous headdress!
It's The Fool again? It can't be that coincidental, right … According to The Hanging Man and Old Neil, divination is the result of spirituality and the spirit world communicating with a higher-level "me." Tarot cards are just tools to facilitate the interpretation of a "symbolic revelation." In theory, it doesn't matter what divination item is used. It doesn't affect the outcome … Klein frowned slightly and thought for a moment.
"Can I divine if the item has already been obtained by someone else?"
"Absolutely. Let's do it again using the same method." Glacis nodded enthusiastically.
Klein shuffled and cut the cards again as he pondered over the question.
He drew a card, placed it horizontally, turned it clockwise to vertical, and completed his preparations with a serious expression.
Taking a deep breath, Klein reached out and flipped the tarot card.
Please don't let it be The Fool again …
While praying, he suddenly relaxed because the card appeared to be a star. Inverted!
"From the looks of it, that item hasn't been picked up by anyone else," Glacis explained with a smile.
Klein nodded, raised his right hand, and tapped his glabella twice in thought. Then, he took out two dark brass pennies from his pocket and pushed them to Glacis.
"Didn't I say it's free?" Glacis said with a frown.
Klein smiled and stood up.
"This is a sign of respect for divination."
"Alright, thank you for your generosity." Glacis stood up and extended his hand.
After shaking hands, Klein took two steps back, turned around, and walked to the door before turning the doorknob.
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly turned back and tersely acknowledged.
"Mr. Glacis, I suggest you see a doctor as soon as possible. It's mainly a lung problem."
"Why?" Glacis asked in surprise.
Is he cursing me because he's dissatisfied with the divination's results?
Klein thought and said, "It's a symptom that can be seen from your complexion.
"This is a symptom that can be seen from your complexion. You, um, your eyebrows are dark."
"Black between the glabella …" This was the first time Glacis was hearing such a description.
Klein didn't explain further as he walked out of the room with a smile, closing the wooden door behind him.
"Is he an unlicensed doctor or a rural apothecary?" Glacis shook his head in amusement as he picked up the silver mirror used for divination.
He took a careful look and realized that his glabella was indeed black.
However, this was a problem with the environment. Under the dim light that penetrated the curtains, not only was his glabella black, but his entire face was black!
"A less than flattering joke," Glacis muttered.
He divined his health worriedly and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with him.
…
When he left the Divination Club, Klein had an additional plan for the future.
It was to save money as soon as possible, pay the annual fee, and become a member of the club. From there, he could begin acting as a so-called Seer.
Why didn't he do it himself? It was because he had no resources or channels for the time being. He couldn't possibly stand on the streets as a street vendor. After all, he was a respectable person with a reputation.
A few minutes later, he waited for a public carriage. He spent two pence and arrived at Zouteland Street, which wasn't too far away.
When he pushed open the door to the Blackthorn Security Company, he didn't see the familiar brown-haired girl. All he saw was the poet, the black-haired, green-eyed Leonard Mitchell sitting behind the reception desk.
"Good afternoon. Where's Roshan?" Klein asked after taking off his hat and bowing.
Leonard smiled as he pointed at the partition door.
"She's on duty at the armory tonight."
Without waiting for Klein to ask further, Leonard said as though he was pondering something,
"Klein, there's something I've always been puzzled about."
"What is it?" Klein wore a blank look.
Leonard stood up and smiled with a soothing tone.
"Why did Welch and Naya commit suicide on the spot, while you returned home?"
"It's likely that unknown existence wanted me to take the Antigonus family's notebook away and hide it," Klein said, making a widely accepted guess.
Leonard paced a few steps before he suddenly turned and looked straight into Klein's eyes.
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