"My name shall not be uttered without my permission."
Several minutes after the party ended, Audrey and Alger, back in their bedrooms and the captain's cabin, could still hear the Fool's words echoing in their ears.
In their minds, the mysterious and powerful Mr. The Fool was either relaxed and carefree, calm and indifferent, or unfathomable, rarely displaying such a solemn and condescending attitude.
And it was precisely because of this that they were both extremely frightened and genuinely willing to obey:
They were familiar with similar language, but it was all recorded in the Revelation of Evernight and the Book of Storms!
Daffodil Street, West Borough, Tingen City.
Klein drew back the curtains, letting the golden sunlight stream into the bedroom.
After Justice and the Hanged Man left, he examined the "star" from which prayers were emanating again, but this time he received no information.
Based on the fact that the Crimson "Star" has the function of saving prayers, similar to offline messages, Klein believed that during the intervals between his two recent entries above the Gray Fog, the boy who spoke the Jotun had not prayed again.
This made him wonder if the other person's parents were beyond saving, so he chose to give up...
With his back to the sunlight, Klein walked to the bedside, plopped down, and didn't want to move at all.
He knew he should hurry to the Divination Club to continue the process of digestion, but he still didn't want to move. He just wanted to lie quietly and enjoy his rare day off.
From Tuesday to Friday, his daily schedule was very full. In the morning, he had occult courses and corresponding practices, and in the afternoon, he had shooting training and combat practice. He was so tired that he had no energy at night. On Saturday, the morning was the same, but in the afternoon, he took turns guarding the Chanis Gate. He ate, drank, and relieved himself underground, and he had to keep up until Sunday morning.
Sunday mornings were Klein's nap time. In the afternoon, he would decide whether to go to the Divination Club depending on the situation. On Monday morning, he had just gone to Hoy University. In the afternoon, he had to gather the Tarot Club members and also consider Acting the role of Seer. In short, he was busy all week and had no chance to rest or relax.
So, at this moment, Klein just wanted to wallow in despair, to stay at home like a salted fish, doing nothing and thinking nothing, just spacing out.
"No, how can I, as the BOSS of a 'cult' organization, be so pessimistic? If Miss Justice and Mr. The Hanged Man find out, their worldview will be shattered..." Klein buried his face in the blanket and tried to cheer himself up.
"I have the recipe for Seer Clown Potion, now I'm Potion waiting for the Seer 'Clown Potion Potion be completely digested..."
He muttered a few words to himself, then suddenly rolled over and sat up.
Klein pulled a brass coin from his pocket and quickly Divination whether today was a good day to go to the club, receiving a positive answer.
"Five, four, three, two, one!"
After the countdown ended, he forced himself to stand up straight, walked to the coat rack, and took down his tuxedo and top hat.
Inside the Divination Club meeting room in Howes Street.
Klein sat in a shady corner, sipping Siberian black tea and flipping through the Tingen City Honest Paper. There were only six or seven members around him.
Just as he was amused by a grammatically Error job posting, Glacis, wearing a monocle and carrying a silk hat, walked in, accompanied by a woman in her thirties wearing a blue high-necked long dress.
The woman had arched eyebrows and large but not very bright eyes. In her left hand, she was tightly clutching a black velvet Intis hat that resembled a helmet and was covered in feathers.
That hat is ridiculous. Doesn't it make your neck sore? Klein noticed this, glanced over, and casually pinched his temples a couple of times, as if to relieve his fatigue.
In his Spirit Vision, Glacis and the woman with the emerald eyes were physically healthy but emotionally anxious, angry, and panicked.
"Good afternoon, Glacis. That Mr. Lanarvus is certainly not trustworthy, is he?" Klein asked with a slight smile, without getting up.
Last time, Glacis, who had just recovered from lung disease, Divination him about investing in the Lanarvus Steel Company, and received a bad result with no advice.
But seeing the other party's hesitant expression, Klein felt that he would most likely still choose to take the risk, at most not betting his entire fortune again. Therefore, after seeing his emotional expression, he immediately made a connection and judgment.
Glacis was taken aback at first, then gave a wry smile:
"I truly regret not heeding your Divination advice. Ah, this is the second time I've said this, and I hope—no, I firmly believe—there won't be a third."
He turned his head and said to the woman whose eyes had a few crow's feet:
"Ms. Christina, you see, Mr. Moretti knew our purpose before we even opened our mouths. He is the most amazing Divination I have ever met; I prefer to describe him as Seer."
"Good afternoon, Mr. Moretti. We've come here because of Lanarvus." The lady named Christina gave a brief bow, appearing somewhat flustered and anxious.
"Shall we go to the yellow crystal room?" Glacis asked calmly, gesturing with his chin towards the conference room door.
Klein smiled and stood up, saying:
"This is the job of a Divination."
He walked down the corridor to the door and entered the empty yellow crystal room.
Glacis locked the wooden door from the inside, and as he walked to his seat, he sighed:
" Lanarvus has disappeared. He left Tingen under the pretext of going to West Vilas County to oversee mining operations and never returned. We sent people to search for him by Steam train, only to find that his so-called high-grade, large iron ore deposits existed only on blueprints. I'm fortunate that I remembered your Divination advice and ultimately only invested one-third of the original amount; otherwise, I would have lost my family and my life."
Klein looked at the two of them with a deeper gaze than usual, and asked with a hint of curiosity:
"Having made such a significant investment decision, shouldn't you have selected representatives to conduct an on-site verification trip to the Hornacis Mountain Range in West Vilas County?"
Christina answered quite quickly:
"Our representatives were misled, misled by the temporary staff hired by Lanarvus, the temporary rented premises, and the temporarily fenced-off land."
Klein didn't ask any further questions, maintaining his Seer's demeanor as he said:
What do you want to know through Divination?
"I want to Divination to see if this matter can still be salvaged," Christina said, glancing at Glacis.
Klein took the paper and pen:
"Let's do an astrological Divination then. I'll ask the questions, and you can answer them."
Through a question-and-answer session, Klein marked the corresponding positions with the Thunder Constellation and the symbolic representations for various situations, thus completing the event chart.
Compared to astrological Divination by ordinary people, he uses more elements and his methods of interpretation are closer to reality.
"Madam, sir, you are now at a crossroads. If Greed, panicked, and unrestrained, you will fall further into the Abyss from which you will never be able to escape. But if you can be patient, wait, persevere, and stop being greedy, you will see a turning point and see the sunshine..." Klein said at a moderate pace.
"I understand." Christina nodded slowly, then thought for a moment and said, "Mr. Moretti, can you Divination the whereabouts of Lanarvus?"
"No, I'm afraid that won't work. The information left by Lanarvus is most likely fake, and even the name might not be real. How can I Divination with that? Unless you can obtain very detailed and accurate information about him, or provide his personal belongings," Klein replied truthfully.
Christina was silent for a moment, then took out a 1- Soli note and pushed it to Klein:
"I've heard Glacis mention that you're a true Seer reveres Fate and doesn't covet money; consider the rest a tip for the club."
Thank you for giving me confidence.
She stood up, politely said goodbye, and quickly left.
Not greedy for money... No, I'm quite vulgar! Klein was starting to regret pretending to be a charlatan.
After watching Christina leave, Glacis closed the door, turned back, and asked again:
Is there really no other way?
"That's the solution I just mentioned." Klein smiled and leaned back.
"Alas..." Glacis sighed. " Lanarvus absconded with over 10,000 pounds, and there were over 100 victims. Fortunately, I only lost 50 pounds, just my savings, and I have no debts. But Ms. Christina invested 150 pounds, which is not an easy amount for her to bear."
"Did you call the police?" Upon hearing the figure of 10,000 pounds, Klein suddenly felt indignant towards the conman.
That amount of money would make someone a millionaire even in Backlund.
Just searching for someone, I wonder if the police will ask the Nighthawks, the Mandated Punishers, or the Machinery Hivemind for help... Klein's thoughts wandered.
Glacis nodded heavily and said:
"We have already reported it to the police, and they are taking it very seriously. After discussion, we are willing to set aside a portion of the recovered money as a reward. Anyone who can provide clues about Lanarvus's whereabouts will receive a £10 reward once verified. If they can provide specific information about his whereabouts that helps the police catch Lanarvus, they will receive a £100 cash reward!"
A clue for £10? Capture Lanarvus for £100? Klein's eyes nearly lit up, and his breathing became heavy.
At this moment, he was worried about where the money for the subsequent Detective would come from.
The extra £3 in wages this week, plus the remaining savings, will be just enough to pay the second installment. However, if Detective Henry can complete both cases next week, his extra weekly wage will be a little short of the final payment, by a few Soli. Of course, this is on the condition that there are no other reasons to use his savings during this period.
Perhaps they could get Lanarvus's belongings from the police, but if he had really already left Tingen, it wouldn't be of any use... Klein was both hopeful and sighing.
In the next hour and a half, thanks to Angelica's recommendation, two more people sought Klein's "consultation." One wanted Divination done for his one-year-old child, and Klein drew the child's birth chart directly, convincing the child completely and leaving him satisfied.
The other person was searching for an item. Klein used tarot Divination combined with Dream Divination to pinpoint the general area for him, which surprised him greatly, as he had never seen Divination provide such precise information.
"Perhaps just by telling Divination, I can raise the remaining balance." Klein, having given a tip, put on his hat, picked up his cane, and walked towards the club entrance, lost in thought.
Just then, he saw the same Ms. Christina re-enter, accompanied by a young woman wearing a lotus leaf hat.
Christina saw Klein and immediately came over to greet him, lowering her voice to ask:
"Mr. Moretti, you previously said that if we have any items related to Lanarvus, we could try to Divination his whereabouts?"
"That's right." Klein nodded.
Christina took a breath and asked in a deep voice:
"Would his child be considered a related item?"
Huh? Klein was momentarily bewildered.