On Thursday, Angel sat upright in her own little room at the Divination Club, the one belonging to the "Seer Witch." Bored, she sipped coffee and looked over the unchanging furnishings of the divination room.
"Why have there been more than half as many people coming for readings lately, especially women? Even the divination room next door, which is so popular with female clients, has gone quiet... Has the economic crisis caused by the defeat in the war finally reached Backlund?"
After persuading herself with the sort of economic analysis found in the newspapers every day, Angel went out into the corridor, asked the front desk for several of that day's papers, and, upon returning to her divination room, secretly glanced into the neighboring room with its door half-open. She was pleased to see that the rather handsome middle-aged diviner inside was also idly reading the newspaper.
Back in her room, she spread out the newspapers and first looked through the Backlund Morning News. On the fifth page, she found an advertisement from Ernst Trading Company purchasing goods.
That meant Mr. Eye of Wisdom would be holding a gathering at the usual place tomorrow evening, Friday, at eight.
After two weeks away, Angel planned to attend this Beyonder gathering again. Not only did she need to sell some Storm Convergence ammunition, but she also wanted to have a proper talk with Darkwill, the Apothecary she had worked with before, to see if she could buy the formula for the Apothecary Potion from him.
After receiving 100 pounds in "mission expenses" yesterday, her savings had risen back to 250 pounds. That was roughly the going price for a Sequence 9 Potion formula. As long as she sold some bullets, she was confident she could buy the formula from the Apothecary. If