North Borough of Tingen City, 13 Howes Street, in the Divination Club on the second floor.
Klein once again saw the beautiful lady in charge of reception.
She still had her brownish-yellow hair coiled up, making her look mature and elegant. It was difficult to determine her exact age from her appearance.
"Hello, Mr. Glacis isn't around today. Would you like to change your fortune-teller?" the beautiful lady said with a smile.
Upon hearing that, Klein, who had just taken off his silk top hat, was surprised.
"You still remember me?"
That was five days ago!
The brown-haired lady pursed her lips and smiled.
"You are the first customer to seek Mr. Glacis's divination. You are also the only one to this day. It's hard for me not to have a deep impression of you."
The impression of you being greedy for a small advantage and suffering a huge loss, right? Klein lampooned himself and pondered for a moment before asking,
"When was the last time Mr. Glacis came to the club?"
The brown-haired lady glanced at him and replied as though she was thinking, "To be honest, we are unable to grasp the pattern of members coming here.
They have their own free will and all sorts of things to do. Well, I remember that after that day, Mr. Glacis didn't come to the club again after I performed a divination for you. "
I wish him good luck. May the Goddess bless him … Klein prayed and didn't ask any further. He smiled.
He smiled and said, "I'm not here for a divination. I want to join the club."
"Really? It's our honor. " The brown-haired lady revealed a look of pleasant surprise. "As a first-time member, please pay an annual fee of five pounds. Thereafter, it will be one pound per year. I don't need to explain the details again, right?"
Klein took out a new five-pound note from his inner pocket and watched as Henry Augustus the First's portrait moved away from him.
After carefully checking the anti-counterfeiting watermark, the brown-haired lady solemnly put away the note, took out a form, and handed it to Klein.
"Please fill in the details, and I'll issue you a receipt."
Is there an invoice? I'm looking at the Blackthorn Security Company … Klein was amused by his own thoughts. He picked up a fountain pen on the table and filled in his name, age, street, and company name with blue-black ink.
However, he had deliberately left out his date of birth. To a Seer, this was a Spirit Number that was related to one's mysteries.
After issuing the receipt and registering the membership information, the brown-haired lady stretched out her right hand.
"Welcome to Tingen City's Divination Club. I am Angelica Barehart, your hardworking server. This is your member cufflink. It has our unique inscription on it to prove your membership."
"Nice to meet you, Lady Angelica." Klein shook her hand and took the dark gold cufflink.
He discovered that the unique inscription on it used the root of a word in Hermes, which was "fortune-teller."
Angelica retracted her left hand and thought for a few seconds.
"I wonder what kind of divination art you're good at, or what kind of divination method you'd like to learn in the club? We will consider inviting a famous fortune-teller to teach us. We will also introduce you to other members with similar expertise so that you can have a pleasant exchange. "
"I know a little of every kind of divination art. There's no need to give me special consideration," Klein replied with a slight embellishment. He then asked, "Can I do divination for others now? I'm not a rookie who has just begun learning. "
He was here to act as a Seer, and not to learn divination methods that ordinary people could come into contact with.
Angelica maintained her polite smile and said, "You are free to do divination for others in the club at any time.
"You are free to perform divination for others at any time in the club. However, before we confirm your level, we will not help you put in a good word for you when customers ask. How much do you want to charge for your divination?"
"Let's do it at two pence." Klein planned on winning with a price when he wasn't famous.
"We will charge a quarter of a penny based on the standard of one-eighth of the total price …" Angelica first explained the various rules before writing Klein's information into the Fortune-Teller booklet that customers could choose from.
After doing all of this, she smiled and pointed to the meeting room at the end of the corridor.
"Mr. Hanass Vincent is currently explaining astrolabe divination. You can find a quiet spot to listen, or you can raise your hand to ask questions."
"Alright." Klein walked to the meeting room with interest. He wanted to hear the difference between Hanass Vincent and Old Neil.
At that moment, Angelica caught up to him and suppressed her voice.
"Mr. Moretti, would you like coffee or tea? We will provide Sibe black tea, Southville coffee, and Desi coffee for free. "
Having been reading the newspapers recently, Klein knew that the coffee and tea were of lower than average quality. However, he also knew that they were definitely better than the inferior ones at home.
Hence, he thought and said, "A cup of Southville coffee, three spoonfuls of sugar, no milk."
The Southville County of Rouen was most famous for its beer and red wine. Many important figures liked them, but coffee was relatively unknown.
"Alright, I'll send it to you later." Angelica pointed to the meeting room.
Klein slowly walked to the half-closed door and heard the explanation with a thick Awwa County accent.
"Astrolabe divination is considered one of the more complicated types of divination …"
This is only relative to ordinary people … Klein silently added. He saw five to six long tables in the meeting room forming a semicircle around a middle-aged man dressed in a classic black robe, Hanass Vincent.
This man had obvious dark circles under his eyes, and his brown hair was thick and bristly. Each strand stood up stubbornly, as though he was playing the role of a hedgehog.
Apart from that, he didn't have any obvious traits when explaining astrolabe divination.
Upon seeing Klein enter, Hanass Vincent nodded slightly. He didn't interrupt the lesson, but he spoke at a slower pace.
With one hand in his pocket and the other holding his cane, Klein found a seat by the side and leaned back comfortably. He surveyed the area under the bright afternoon sun and saw six members, four men and two women.
Some of them were focused on taking notes, some were discussing something softly, and some were smiling wryly at Klein.
After putting down his cane, he pressed down on his half top hat and tapped his glabella twice with his finger.
He looked at Hanass and saw his aura. He saw the different colors, brightness, and thickness.
"Dark red, a little anxious emotionally … Everything else is healthy except for a problem there. I wonder what it is …" Klein listened to the lecture leisurely as he muttered to himself.
At this moment, he clenched his right hand into a fist and covered his mouth to prevent his laughter from leaking out. He suddenly felt like an unlicensed doctor.
He was now rather satisfied with his Spirit Vision ability. Although he could only use it to determine the general situation and not the specific details, it was enough to obtain a lot of useful information.
After surveying the area again, he tapped his glabella twice again, as though he was thinking about what Hanass had just said.
Astrolabe divination was a type of astrology, but ordinary people could also attempt to interpret it. For example, the most basic birth astrolabe was based on the positions of the Sun, Moon, Blue Star, and Scarlet Star at the time of the inquirer's birth. Their symbols would be marked in the correct spots on the astrolabe, along with the corresponding conditions of the various constellations. Finally, one could use this to interpret the person's fate.
This required the seer to know how to calculate the conditions of the planets and constellations. It was rather complicated. Of course, there were also people who published reference books for people to consult. There were also people who simplified it and only used the constellations for the vaguest interpretation.
Klein listened silently without interrupting or asking any questions. From time to time, he would rub the topaz pendant in his sleeve and take a sip of the Southville coffee Angelica brought in.
After a long while, Hanass rubbed his glabella and said, "Perhaps you need to attempt drawing your own astrolabe.
"You might need to try drawing your own astrolabe. If you have any questions, you can come to me. I'm in the White Crystal Room."
Watching him leave, a young man in a white shirt and black vest stood up with a smile and walked to Klein's side.
"Hello, I'm Edward Steve."
"Hello, Klein Moretti." Klein stood up and returned the greeting.
"Astrolabes are just too complicated. Every time I hear about it, I can't help but have a dream," Edward Steve said in a self-deprecating manner.
Klein smiled.
"That's because Mr. Vincent can't help but teach us all the knowledge he has. It's like he's giving us an Intis feast. It's not good for digestion."
"If it were me, I would be able to finish a table full of Intis. They always use huge plates to hold a little bit of food." Edward chuckled and sat down. He asked curiously, "Are you a new member? I haven't seen you in the past two years. "
"I just joined the club today," Klein answered frankly.
"What are you good at? I'm best at tarot and poker divination, "Edward asked casually.
"I know a little of them, but only a little." Klein used the description he had given himself in the past.
He wasn't being humble, but there was indeed too much mysterious knowledge in the field of divination that he had yet to grasp.
Just as the other members were about to discuss astrolabe divination, Angelica walked into the meeting room.
"Mr. Steve, someone is looking for you for divination."
"Alright." Edward Steve smiled and stood up.
"It looks like you're an excellent fortune-teller," Klein said as he looked at him.
"No, it's because my price is the most suitable," Edward said with a chuckle. "When an ordinary person comes for divination, they definitely won't choose the most expensive ones. And unless they've been kicked in the head by a donkey, they definitely won't be at ease with the cheapest ones. The ones in the middle are the easiest to get."
I'm the one who's been kicked in the head by a donkey … As he watched him leave, Klein suddenly shook his head with a bitter smile.
There seems to be a problem with my pricing …
He stood up, picked up his cane, and walked out of the meeting room to find Angelica again.
"I wish to change the divination price. Hmm, eight pence."
Angelica gave him a deep look.
"We will satisfy your request, but we will also tell our customers that you've just joined our club."
"No problem." Klein didn't mind and nodded.
At times, mystery was also an important element for a Seer to attract customers.
After changing the information, Klein turned and walked back to the meeting room.
At that moment, he saw Hanass Vincent walk out of the White Crystal Room with a silver-plated mirror in his hand.
This famous fortune-teller said to the five members in the meeting room, three men and two women.
"I've recently grasped a new divination spell, magic mirror divination. Do you wish to learn it?"
Magic mirror divination? That's not a safe divination method … Dressed in a black suit, Klein stopped outside the meeting room and frowned.
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