"Mr. Hamilton, the results of divination and prophecy are often vague and metaphorical. So this may not mean that you can become a knight; it may have some other meaning. Besides, divination is not always correct."
Mr. Stan admitted this regretfully with his arms folded. Shade offered no opinion, merely putting on a thoughtful expression.
He was thinking about what to have for dinner.
After the divination ended, he bid Mr. Stan and Mr. Mark farewell and left the Seer Association. Payment was normally required after a divination, but both gentlemen insisted on refusing Shade's money. Compared to his contributions to the Tobesk Branch regarding Rhodes Cards, two shillings was nothing.
Mr. Mark did invite Shade to visit the association often. Aside from official Rhodes Cards tournaments, the association frequently held card games with the city's many Rhodes Cards enthusiast clubs. They even occasionally organized gatherings for divination enthusiasts. Mr. Mark quietly hinted to Shade that many lovely young women would attend.
Returning from the cool interior to the outdoors, the stifling air woke the sleeping cat. It was two in the afternoon, the hottest time of the day.
Seeing that he had nothing else to do, Shade planned to go home and read to pass the rest of the day. Making it snow in his study was far more comfortable than the Divination Room at the Seer Association.
Not long after leaving the Seer Association, he was walking along Silver Cross Avenue with the increasingly overheated cat in his arms when he unexpectedly saw a young woman with brown hair approaching him. It was Iluna Bayes.
No one else was with her, and she was wandering around nearby like an ordinary citizen. Upon seeing Shade, she gave him a look, and Shade consciously refrained from saying hello.
Thus, half