After returning to the inn room, Wood did not disturb Wim, the experienced sailor who was already fast asleep in another room of the suite. Instead, he locked the door from the inside, walked over to the table, took out the necessary tools, and began drawing up an event chart based on the year, month, day, and time of the fraudster's crime, including the constellations, planets, and houses.
He completed the process almost in one breath, without the slightest hitch.
As a "professional monk" who knew a little about everything related to mysticism, Wood had often done this kind of work in the temple in his previous life, but never as smoothly as he did now.
So this is what being a Numerologist is like! While marveling at it, Wood finished drawing the chart. A sense of satisfaction naturally rose within him, and he felt that he had reached the peak of his condition.
Looking at the result, he made a rough judgment based on the constellations, the houses occupied by the planets, and the symbolism of various other auxiliary factors: the fraudster, Victor Dale, was hiding in Midseashire.
However, for the one-thousand-Gold-Pound reward offered by the lady at the gathering, Wood decided to conduct a ritual and borrow Mr. Fool's power to forcibly determine the other party's location.
—After his previous attempts, Wood had long since confirmed that rituals directed toward Mr. Fool could greatly amplify the effects of his Numerology Divination.
Soon, everything around him became ethereal. It seemed as if invisible things and illusory Gray Fog had spread outward, stretching endlessly...
Immediately afterward, a middle-aged man appeared before his eyes. He was sitting on a sofa in a room, watching a film projected by a "Projector."
The middle-aged man had striking features and wore Gold-Rimmed Glasses. He