Anna, who had a pair of beautiful eyes, hesitated for more than ten seconds.
"You can choose whichever you think is the most efficacious. You're a fortune-teller, but I'm not. Of course, there are also cards and tarot cards. I've tried to study them at home, but I always feel that they're more like toys, more like games."
Klein thought for a moment as he placed his elbows on the edge of the table and placed his palms between his mouth and nose. His gaze was calm as he said in a deep voice,
"Then, I'll use the astrolabe for divination."
He pointed at the fountain pen and a stack of paper on the table.
"Write down your fiancé's name, as well as his appearance, address, and date of birth. It would be even better if you can remember the exact time."
From her attire, grooming, and bearing, he believed that she wasn't illiterate.
Anna didn't answer. She reached out for a piece of paper, picked up the fountain pen, dipped it in ink, and began writing, pausing from time to time in thought.
Two minutes later, she pushed the piece of paper to the other side.
Klein reached out and pressed down on it, flipped the sequence, and took in the information on the piece of paper.
"Joyce Mayer, September 15, 1323, 2 p.m., 8 Stephens Street, East Borough, Tingen City, short blond hair, a nose like an eagle's beak …"
With just a glance, Klein quickly calculated the Spirit number of the person's birthday.
"1 plus 5 equals 6."
In the field of mysticism, the number of digits obtained by adding the dates of one's birth was known as the Spirit Number of one's birthday. It affected a person's life before the age of 27. The Spirit Number of the month of birth (adding the digits of the month of birth to a single digit) affected a person's life from 27 to 54. The Spirit Number of the year of birth (adding the digits of the year of birth to a single digit) affected a person's life after 54.
Today was July 1349, and Joyce wasn't even 27 years old yet. Therefore, Klein quickly calculated the Spirit Number of his birthday.
And the number 6 represented a balanced and harmonious life. He had a loving relationship, and it was a relatively good marriage or a prospective marriage.
Following that, he calculated the person's Fleeting Spirit Number.
The so-called Fleeting Year Spiritual Number was to replace the year of birth with the current year, and then add it together with the Spiritual Number of the Birthday Spiritual Number and the Spiritual Number of the Birthday Spiritual Number to obtain the approximate luck for the current year.
"1 + 3 + 4 + 9 = 17, 1 + 7 = 8; 8 + month of birth, 9 + birthday, 6 = 23; 2 + 3 = 5; If the fleeting year is 5, it means that there will be changes and accidents that require a certain amount of risk …" Klein combined the actual situation and silently made a judgement, confirming that the information Anna provided was accurate.
He retracted his gaze from the paper and looked at Anna.
"Mr. Meyer left on the 3rd of June?"
"If he didn't lie, then that's it." Anna bit her lips.
"Okay." Klein took the pen and wrote it down.
He looked at Anna with his dark brown eyes and said gently,
"I'm going to start drawing the corresponding astrolabe. This will require some time and absolute silence. Can you wait outside for a while? Angelica will give you a cup of coffee or tea. "
"Alright." Anna knew that certain fortune-tellers had eccentricities, so she wasn't surprised. She got up, took her veil hat with a pinkish-blue ribbon, and left the Topaz Room.
Klein locked the door and returned to the table. Based on the year, date, and time, he drew the astrolabe, including the constellations, planets, and the positions of the houses (the divisions of the sky).
During this process, he barely flipped through the Astrology Handbook. He completed it purely from memory.
During his mysticism lessons, Klein discovered that as long as it was related to divination, he could easily grasp it once he learned it. It quickly became instinctive.
Perhaps this is what it means to be a Seer … After he finished drawing the astrolabe, he felt a sense of satisfaction. He felt his body, mind, and spirit become a lot more relaxed.
Looking at the results, he roughly determined that Joyce Meyer would encounter a calamity based on the constellations, the positions of the planets, and the other auxiliary symbols. However, he would eventually be able to walk out of it.
At this point, the divination was actually complete. However, Klein placed great importance on this first "business deal." He hoped to build up his reputation so that it would be easier for him to act in the future. Hence, he picked up a fountain pen and wrote a line in Hermes on the piece of paper that Anna had written on.
"Joyce Meyer's current condition."
He silently recited the sentence, memorizing the date of birth and other information on the piece of paper over and over again.
After repeating it seven times, Klein grabbed the piece of paper and leaned back in his chair.
An outline of the ball of light appeared in his mind as his eyes turned dark. He quickly entered a Cogitation state.
His surroundings immediately became ethereal. There seemed to be invisible objects and illusory gray fog extending endlessly above him.
Klein recalled the contents on the piece of paper again before indulging himself and falling asleep in such a state.
He was going to use dream divination!
He would repeat the question and memorize it. Then, he would let his Astral Projection roam the spirit world in his dream and obtain a revelation!
To an ordinary person, they would occasionally have similar experiences. However, the "symbols" in their dreams were complicated and blurry, making it difficult to remember. However, a Seer didn't have such a problem. They could directly see certain scenes.
Everything began to blur. Klein was half-awake and half-muddled.
In the distorted and illusory World, he saw a golden-haired young man with a hooked nose. He was swimming frantically in a sea of blood in fear. He was nearly engulfed a few times, but he was lucky enough to escape to the shore.
The scene shattered and changed. Klein saw a grayish-blue house with a toy pinwheel at the door. The golden-haired young man with a hooked nose was slowly walking in with a delighted expression.
At that moment, the scene changed again. Klein found himself in a towering palace.
The walls had collapsed and were in ruins. Some places were even covered in moss and weeds. Through the holes around him, he could see the mountain outside and the white clouds that were almost touching him.
At the very end of the palace was a huge chair carved out of stone. It was embedded with dull gems and gold. It didn't seem to be prepared for humans.
The huge chair was empty and mottled, as though it had experienced the baptism of time.
Klein looked around in puzzlement. He didn't understand why he would dream of such a scene.
His muddle-headedness began to fade. He subconsciously walked out of the palace to confirm where he was.
Suddenly, he felt a gaze on him. It was a gaze from behind!
Klein suddenly turned around and looked at the huge stone chair. He saw that there seemed to be countless transparent maggots huddled together. They were slowly squirming and growing wantonly.
Hiss!
He opened his eyes and woke up from his dream.
The crystal ball, tarot cards, and the paper with the astrolabe reflected in his eyes. Reality quickly defeated the illusion.
The beginning of the dream was the result of divination. What about the rest? It seems to be targeted at me? Klein put down the paper and rubbed his Sun acupoint, frowning in thought.
He was certain that this wasn't the fear hidden in his heart being expressed through the dream. It was because he was doing a divination himself.
A non-human palace on a mountain peak … Silent gaze at me … Distorted and strange maggots … Klein recalled the past as he silently guessed. Was it the one I communicated with through the luck enhancement ritual, or was it from the Antigonus family's notebook … Yes, the notebook mentioned the Nation of the Evernight in the Hornacis mountain range! The palace in the dream was on the mountain peak!
He did some reading and was glad that he had chosen to be a Seer. According to Old Neil, Mystery Pryers could also perform dream divination, but they were definitely not as good as him.
Phew, I'm haunting you … I can only hope that I can capture Ray Bieber as soon as possible … Klein calmed his emotions, took the paper with the astrolabe, and slowly walked to the door.
He opened the door and came to the reception hall. He saw Anna staring out the window, completely ignoring the black tea in front of her.
"Ah, Mr. Moretti, have you gotten the results from your divination?" Anna glanced at Klein from the corner of her eye and hurriedly stood up.
Klein didn't answer her directly. Instead, he asked based on the revelation he had received from the dream,
"Is there a toy windmill in front of your house or Mr. Meyer's house?"
Anna's eyes widened. She was stunned speechless for a long time.
After a while, she muttered, "That was a gift he gave me.
"That's a gift he gave me. It's right in front of my house. H-how did you know …"
This, this, this can also be divined?
Klein smiled and said warmly, "Congratulations, Miss Anna.
"Congratulations, Miss Anna. Mr. Joyce Meyer is a guest at your house. If you go back immediately, you should be able to meet him. He has experienced a disaster and an unimaginable painful experience. What he needs is not an inquiry, but comfort and a warm embrace."
"R-really?" Anna asked in disbelief.
The fortune-tellers she knew would never speak with such certainty or give such a definite conclusion.
"You will know when you return home immediately," Klein said with a gentle smile.
"Oh, God of Steam, is this true? Is my poor Joyce back? Are you sure? No, I can't believe it … "Anna was stunned for a moment as she spoke incoherently.
She took out a one-soli note from her bag. Without waiting for Klein to give her change, she ran out of the Divination Club and hurried home on a carriage.
"Does this include a tip?" Klein shook his head and laughed as he held the note.
…
The two-wheeled carriage sped through the streets and entered East Borough.
Anna looked out the window at the streets that were speeding past her with anxiety, anticipation, and fear. Not long after, the toy windmill appeared before her eyes.
After getting off the carriage, she didn't care about her appearance. She almost stumbled to the door and pulled the doorbell.
The door creaked open. Anna saw a blond young man in a black suit. His face was haggard, but his eyes were cheerful. He had an eagle's beak.
"I thought I would miss you today," Joyce said with a smile.
"… By the God of Steam, you're really back!" Anna rubbed her eyes and shouted in surprise and joy.
What the fortune-teller said was true!
No, he's a real fortune-teller!
It's too magical!
Thoughts surged and boiled. Anna held back her tears and rushed over to give her fiancé a warm hug.
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