Before leaving, Klein seized the time and used a small brush and handkerchief to meticulously clean his formal suit and top hat. Then, he washed his white shirt and wore it, which was made of linen, and the only decent cheap coat he had before walking out to the streets.
First, it'll be Melissa's dress, followed by Baansen's formal suit. Finally, it'll be my second set. I just don't have enough money to spend … In addition, I have to save up porcelain cutlery to entertain guests … Also, I have to save money to buy various mysticism ingredients … Klein sat on the public carriage and did a mental calculation of his family's financial situation. The more he did, the more he shook his head.
He estimated that it would take at least a year for him, his brother, and his sister to live like the so-called middle class.
Of course, this was without considering promotions and salary increases.
The public carriage drove through the streets and stopped opposite the Divination Club on Howes Street.
Klein pressed down on his black, non-silk half top hat and hopped off the carriage. Following the familiar path, he entered the club's entrance on the second floor and saw the beautiful brown-haired lady, Angelica.
Her eyes were still red and swollen, but she appeared extremely relaxed.
Klein raised his hand and tapped his glabella twice. After a careful inspection, he discovered that the gloominess in the depths of Angelica's emotions had dissipated significantly. Instead, there was a brightness that resembled sunlight.
After taking a look, Klein walked over, took off his hat, and said with a smile,
"Ma 'am Angelica, today is really a sunny day, isn't it?"
Angelica raised her head and let out a short exclamation before bursting into a smile.
"You are very similar to Mr. Vincent's cat. You don't even make a sound when you walk. Oh, you can tell? Heh heh, I forgot that you are a fortune-teller who specializes in physiognomy … "
She paused, bit her lip, and bowed.
"Thank you. Thank you for your advice yesterday. I feel much better. I've never felt so relaxed, happy, and satisfied over the past year."
Upon hearing her sincere thanks, Klein was also infected by her joy and happiness. The corners of his mouth curled up.
He smiled and said, "It's my honor to be able to help you."
As he spoke, he felt his spirituality relax and liveliness.
This is the Seer that the potion wants? A Seer who can truly help the inquirer? Klein pinched the space between his eyebrows as if he was deep in thought. He quietly nodded twice.
It had to be said that he had already discovered in practice that his actions of activating and deactivating Spirit Vision weren't sufficiently stealthy. But the problem was that he couldn't think of a better alternative in such a short period of time. As he had only recently become a Seer, his spirituality had yet to reach its current limits. It was the same for his control over it. Therefore, he needed a spot that could effectively stimulate his spirituality to be used as a medium for the switch. And there weren't many such spots. The glabella was a relatively better choice.
Once I completely digest the potion and become a true Seer, I should be able to design a more covert "switch" action … Klein nodded indiscernibly and walked towards the half-open door of the meeting room.
"Coffee or tea?" asked Angelica hurriedly.
"Desi coffee," Klein answered with the mentality of trying all kinds of drinks.
At that moment, he saw that there were six or seven members in the meeting room, but Hanass Vincent, who had been there the entire time, wasn't included.
"Mr. Vincent isn't here?" Klein stopped in his tracks and asked casually.
Angelica was taken aback.
"Mr. Vincent doesn't come every day. He accepted an invitation to give a lecture at a divination organization in Enmat Harbor. Do you need him for something?"
"No, I'm just curious. After all, I see him every time I come." Klein shook his head with a smile.
At the same time, he realized that there was a familiar face among the seven members.
Glacis, who had divined for him!
Glacis was reading the information on the table with his monocle when he suddenly sensed that someone was watching him. Hence, he raised his head and looked towards the source of the gaze.
An obvious look of joy surfaced on his face as he propped himself up with both hands and rushed towards Klein.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Moretti. I've been wondering if you would come today."
"I heard from Angelica that you aren't a doctor, but a fortune-teller who specializes in physiognomy?"
Klein smiled.
"That's not the only thing I'm good at. Mr. Glacis, you seem to have completely rid yourself of your illness?"
He pinched his forehead and tapped his glabella twice. He realized that Glacis's healthy complexion had returned to normal.
"Yes, I really regretted it back then. I regretted not listening to your advice. Thankfully, there's a very powerful apothecary near my house. He gave my wife a rather miraculous medicine that allowed me to avoid death," Glacis said wistfully.
As a prospective member of the Nighthawks, Klein asked with professional sensitivity,
"A very powerful apothecary? A rather miraculous medicine? "
Miraculous? How miraculous? Does it belong to the Beyonder category?
"He said it's a folk medicine from Lenburg. In short, it's very helpful for my illness," Glacis replied without feeling anything amiss.
Folk herb apothecary? Klein tapped his glabella as though he was in thought.
"What's his name? Where does he live? As you know, a fortune-teller can't guarantee that he won't fall sick. Perhaps, I'll need to buy medicine from him in the future. "
Klein knew from his tutor and classmates that this World's modern medical system had just taken shape. There were almost no treatments for many illnesses. Therefore, miraculous medicine and powerful apothecaries still had a huge market. It wouldn't go wrong to learn more about them. There might even be a need for them in the future.
Glacis answered frankly, "His name is Lawson Darkweed.
"His name is Lawson Darkweed. He has a small shop at 18 Vlad Street in East Borough. It's called Lawson's Folk Herb Store.
"Thank you," Klein said sincerely as he silently noted it down.
Glacis turned around and led him to sit beside him. At that moment, Angelica had brewed a cup of coffee and brought it over.
Compared to Southville coffee, Desi coffee has a richer fragrance, but the taste is relatively inferior … Klein took a sip and savored it for a moment.
Seeing him put down the white cup, Glacis hurriedly deliberated over his tone.
"Mr. Moretti, can I ask you to do a divination for me? I'll pay you according to the price you set. "
"Eight pence is enough. I won't raise the price at the last minute." Klein was hoping that someone would ask him for a divination. "Do I need to go to the divination room?"
"Alright, the Topaz Room." Glacis was more familiar with the place than him, so he headed there first.
After entering the divination room and locking the wooden door, Klein sat behind the long table and asked in a deep voice,
He asked in a deep voice, "Mr. Glacis, what would you like to divine?"
"I have an investment opportunity, but it involves too much money. If it fails, my family and I will suffer a heavy blow. I would like to divine if it will be successful." Glacis suggested. "I've done a divination with tarot cards before. Yes, it was a divination after purifying my soul. The results were not bad. Yes, it was my interpretation, but I didn't violate any of the principles."
Klein thought for a moment and asked curiously, "Then describe the matter in detail.
Then, give me your own information. It would be even better if you have the other party's information. We can do an astrolabe divination. "
"Alright." Glacis organized his words and said, "When Mr. Lanevus was exploring the Hornacis mountain range, he discovered a large iron mine that was rich in reserves and in good condition. He spent all his savings to buy that piece of land and hired a professional company to do a survey. They came up with an encouraging conclusion.
"He lacked the funds for subsequent development, so he established a steel company. He planned on using this project to apply for a loan from the bank, and at the same time, issue a certain percentage of shares to raise initial funds. This plan is still in the preparatory stages, but the returns are very generous."
Klein, who had been reading the newspapers recently and was also a "history expert," knew that this World had shares. He also knew that the concept of shares originated from Rosell The Great. Yes, it's him again.
In the process of colonizing the Southern Continent, he established the West Balam Company. By issuing shares to raise funds from the public, he successfully resolved his financial problems and successfully obtained the first bucket of gold from the colonization.
Since the returns were generous, similar things happened one after another, such as railway shares, mining shares, steam development shares, etc. There were successes and failures, which gave rise to organizations such as the Baekeland Stock Exchange.
Apart from that, Rosell The Great also created national bonds, trust funds, and other things. The former had been passed down to this day, becoming the most stable investment method, with a return of four to six percent a year.
Klein remembered that his brother, Baansen, had once said that if he could inherit 3,000 pounds, he wouldn't have to work hard anymore. This was because a stable annual income was about five percent, which was about 150 pounds. It was roughly equivalent to Klein's current annual salary.
This is the so-called rentier class … Klein sighed inwardly and deliberated before asking, "What's the matter?
He asked, "Are you sure there's no problem with this? Is Lanevus trustworthy? "
"I've seen his property documents and prospecting reports. They have the seal of the Sivellaus county government and the endorsement of a professional company. Also, Mr. Lanevus' office has a picture of him with Sir Deweyville and the mayor," Glacis replied with a nod.
A group photo? Taking a group photo doesn't mean anything … Klein, who was born in an era of knowledge explosion, had seen too many similar things. He wasn't convinced because of this.
However, it didn't matter whether he believed it or not. All he could do was pick up his pen and draw the corresponding astrolabe according to the crucial time information provided by Glacis.
After a long while, Klein pointed at the astrolabe.
"You should be able to tell that this matter won't go smoothly. Beneath the prosperity on the surface is a cliff, an abyss. My divination opinion is to circle around it and avoid it."
"…" Glacis fell into silence. His mouth opened and closed a few times.
After a few minutes, he smiled bitterly.
"I'll think about it seriously when I get home."
Upon hearing such an answer, Klein could only shake his head and sigh. He experienced the helplessness a Seer should have.
A Seer could only give suggestions and not make decisions for others.
The two had just left the topaz room when Angelica walked over.
"Mr. Moretti, someone wants you to have your fortune told."
At this point, she added in a low voice,
"He didn't ask me to recommend him, nor did he look at the album."
His reputation has spread? Puzzled, Klein turned towards the reception hall.
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