The Devil and the Fool's Offline Meeting

Klein sighed inwardly as Miss Angelica called out to him. If he tried to leave now, it would seem too deliberate.

Slightly adjusting his mood, he stepped forward a few paces with a gentle smile:

"Good afternoon, Miss Angelica. How should I address this gentleman?"

"Hello, Mr. Moretti. My name is Sno von Pandax. I've come hoping to have a divination done. Miss Angelica recommended you." Sno took off his hat and bowed politely, placing a hand over his chest. Klein returned the gesture immediately, though his heart was far from calm.

"Mr. Devil? Has my identity as The Fool been exposed? No, I only came to the Fortune Telling Club on a whim. If he were really looking for me, he should have gone to Narcissus Street.

But his cat gives me a sense of danger? Could it be a pet that's consumed a potion? So, besides Miss Justice, someone else is doing such a luxurious thing. No wonder Mr. Devil didn't look too surprised when Miss Justice asked."

Thinking this, Klein said to Miss Angelica:

"Is the Amethyst Room occupied?"

"You may use it freely," Miss Angelica replied with a slight smile. Klein then led Sno into the divination room.

As the door closed, Klein silently activated his Spirit Vision. What appeared in his sight was a very healthy aura.

"The color is very uniform, not dim or murky, but the color around his head is a bit deep. He must be thinking..." Klein made a judgment in his mind, but without any pause, he smoothly walked to the table, glanced at the various divination tools on it, and then asked casually:

"Mr. Sno, do you have a preferred method of divination you'd like to use? Perhaps the Astrolabe or Tarot Cards?"

This was originally just an opening remark to start a conversation, but Klein was horrified to discover that in his Spirit Vision, which he hadn't yet closed, the man's etheric body was spreading outwards in a distorted manner. Although it was the first time he'd seen such a situation, a word instinctively surfaced in Klein's mind—

Loss of Control!

"Why the sudden Loss of Control? I haven't done anything..." Klein was contemplating countermeasures, even reaching into his pocket for the Slumber Charm. But the next moment, he suddenly saw the man in front of him tremble slightly as he took a penny from his pocket and tossed it into the air. As the coin landed back in his hand, the wildly distorted etheric body slowly calmed down.

"Sorry, I have very severe decision paralysis. If I don't use a coin or dice, I can barely make any choices. Hmm, according to the revelation from the coin, let's use the Astrolabe for divination."

"You don't just have it severely..." Klein grumbled inwardly, but he also breathed a sigh of relief. Although theoretically, this Mr. Devil was only an Extraordinary of Sequence Nine, he possessed at least one Advanced Sealed Artifact, and his cat was also suspected to be an Extraordinary. If a fight were to break out, he, a Diviner with random marksmanship and poor close-quarters combat skills, would likely be defeated within a few exchanges.

He let out a dry chuckle to ease the awkwardness and pointed to the dip pen and paper on the table. "I still don't know what you want to divine."

"My upcoming fortune," Sno replied, shrugging. It was a somewhat crude gesture, but it looked quite handsome given his good looks. "I've gotten into some trouble recently and wanted to divine it."

"Alright, please write down your name, birthday, and address. It would be even better if you have your exact birth time."

As Klein said this, he suddenly felt a bit nervous. However, to his surprise, this Extraordinary, who was a Secret Speaker, didn't seem to care about the potential danger of revealing his birthday and quickly wrote down the information.

"Mr. Devil is only twenty-one this year?" Klein mused, looking at the text on the paper. He was also curious why a "Secret Speaker," who should possess divination abilities, would come to a place like the Fortune Telling Club to seek divination.

Quickly calculating the man's birthday's spiritual number and his current year's spiritual number, Klein wore a gentle expression. "Next, I need to draw the Astrolabe. This requires some time and absolute quiet. Please wait outside for a moment."

Sno was not surprised by this. He turned and left the room. After locking the door, Klein began drawing the Astrolabe while contemplating his next move.

In fact, the best course of action at this moment would be to complete the divination normally. However, the information about "Spectator" that was revealed at the Tarot Club meeting today made him extremely uneasy.

The thought of the coincidences that had happened to him, the owner of the Red Chimney house he still hadn't found, and the potential disaster Tingen City might face, made him desperately want to obtain information from Sno.

"What should I do? Approach him as a devout follower of Mr. Fool? No, that's too obvious. And if he were a follower, he could directly ask Mr. Fool. There's no reason for one believer to obtain information from another believer."

"Then, use divination to elicit information? That might work, but he himself is an Extraordinary, and one with family inheritance and extensive occult knowledge. The difficulty of extracting information would be too high!"

No, perhaps, he could approach it from a different angle?

Another option suddenly surfaced in Klein's mind.

Although it was very risky, given the personality Mr. Devil had displayed, he could take a gamble.

With that thought, Klein glanced at the completed Astrolabe on the table, immediately reversed his four steps, ascended to the Gray Fog, sat at the head of the Bronze Long Table, materialized paper and pen, and wrote a divination statement—

"It is dangerous to confront Sno von Pandax, it is dangerous to confront Sno von Pandax..."

After repeating it seven times, the Pendulum began to slowly rotate counter-clockwise, which made Klein's heart relax.

"No danger!"

He wasn't entirely sure about the secrets above the Gray Fog, but he understood one thing: even the owner of the Red Chimney, who was suspected to be of the Spectator pathway, could not interfere with divination above the Gray Fog.

In other words, this divination result should be trustworthy.

Feeling somewhat relieved, Klein was about to leave the Gray Fog when he suddenly remembered Sno's divination. With the thought of "since I'm already here," he rewrote a new divination statement on the paper—

"Sno von Pandax's upcoming fortune."

Repeating the sentence aloud, he continuously recalled the information on the Astrolabe. After seven repetitions, Klein leaned back in his chair, entering a state of deep meditation...

However, unlike previous divinations, Klein's Dream Divination Method did not work this time. Although he had successfully entered the dream, nothing appeared before his eyes, as if a white mist had obscured his vision.

"This..." Klein suddenly woke up from the dream, looking at the mottled and ancient Bronze Long Table before him. The shock in his heart was so great that even the Gray Fog couldn't contain it.

This was the first time he had encountered an existence that could interfere with divination above the Gray Fog.

ps1: For those who feel Sno's trade with Triss was a bad deal, please remember this: "All gifts are already priced in the dark. There's no need to talk about owing favors, because once Triss knew this information, she would definitely be tied to Sno's chariot. No matter how unwilling she was, she would have to turn to Sno's side just to survive."

ps2: The phrase "Divine Pathway" first appeared in the original seventh chapter, when Alger mentioned the Blasphemy Cards. In other words, "Divine Pathway" is the official name, and it's perfectly fine for Sno to mention it. The members of the Tarot Club simply don't know about Sequence Zero.