Chapter 54: The First Divination Requester

After lunch, having had Old Neil promise him that he would bring him to the underground market the next time he went, Klein slowly returned to the Blackthorn Security Company. He chose the two options of reading the documents in the staff office and practicing his abilities or taking the opportunity to go out and act as a Seer in the Divination Club.

However, before he could make the decision, he saw Dunn Smith walk in.

"Captain, any updates?" Klein thought of the whereabouts of the Antigonus family's notebook.

"The facts have corroborated that the Antigonus family's notebook is in Ray Bieber's hands. However, he has vanished completely.

I have already informed the various Nighthawk teams of this matter through a telegram. They were requested to pay attention to the various piers and steam locomotive stations. The first batch of printed portraits was mailed out yesterday afternoon and will be printed in various major newspapers." Dunn said.

He continued, "But regardless, we can consider ourselves as having found the notebook. Of course, it still needs another round of confirmations. I have already sent a telegram to the Backlund diocese, requesting them to escort Sealed Artifact 2-049 here. It was once a dangerous item of the Antigonus family, and it can help us know if Ray Bieber is a descendant of the Antigonus family."

Klein had originally wanted to ask about the Sealed Artifact, its special abilities, and the danger it posed out of curiosity, but he instantly recalled that he lacked the necessary clearance.

"May Goddess bless us." Klein tapped four spots on his chest, forming the sign of the full moon.

Dunn pushed open the door to his office and said with a slight nod, "The Goddess has always been protecting us. Klein, if you had not chosen Seer, you would be a formal member after this matter is verified. You could have chosen Sleepless, but pity... To be frank, I'm still puzzled over your choice. Although Corpse Collector is quite off-putting, you have seen Daly as well. You should know that Spirit Mediums vary in strength. As for Mystery Pryers, they're a good choice too. At the very least, you have Old Neil as a role model, so he will make sure the risk of losing control is minimized."

Klein organized his words and said, "My considerations stem from the fact that Seers and Mystery Pryers are considered Beyonders with a support role. They do not need to always face enemies because that's too dangerous. And both you and Old Neil said that in the domain of mystery and Beyonders, curiosity and experimentation usually bring about terrifying outcomes. Describing Mystery Pryers as prying mysteries made me worried, so... Heh, as you know, I was only an ordinary graduate not long ago, and a lack of guts is the only reason I made such a choice."

"I have to say that this is a very reasonable answer." Dunn chuckled.

"Continue going out for now. Do not limit yourself to the paths leading from Welch's place to Iron Cross Street. Perhaps you might sense the notebook and help us confirm Ray Bieber's location."

"Alright." Klein said and bade Dunn farewell.

"Hold on," Dunn said.

Klein turned and smiled, "Captain, is there anything else?"

Dunn coughed slightly and said, "Well, support Beyonders have to fight their enemies from time to time. Although Seers sound like they can avoid such battles, they are not to be ignored. You have to maintain your shooting skills and work on increasing your strength."

"This is what I'm working hard towards." Klein pointed outside, "I'll be leaving."

"Alright. Uh, wait a moment." Dunn said again, "Perhaps I have to consider hiring a combat trainer for you. Of course, this matter is under the premise that you become a formal member."

Klein responded tersely, "Captain, is there anything else?"

"No." Seeing Klein's unbelieving eyes, Dunn shook his head. "Really, nothing."

Klein went to the Divination Club and saw Angelica standing there reading newspapers leisurely. He walked over, greeting. "Good afternoon, Madam Angelica."

"Good afternoon, Mr. Moretti." Angelica put down her magazine and stood up. "Not long after you left yesterday, Mr. Glacis came. He just recovered from a major illness."

Klein heaved a sigh of relief. "That sure is something worth celebrating."

Angelica lowered her voice and asked out of curiosity, "Mr. Glacis said that you are a very, very, very magical doctor. Are you?"

Klein looked at the lady in front of him puzzled.

"Mr. Glacis mentioned that you were able to tell of an ailment in his lungs simply from observation," Angelica said.

"I believe Mr. Glacis was mistaken." Klein said. "It's actually a form of divination."

"Divination? But Mr. Glacis only mentioned that you observed his face. Is that also considered divination?" Angelica asked in doubt.

"As a member of the Divination Club, you should know about palm-reading, right?"

"I know about it, but it seems you did not read his palm? Were you observing him in secret?" Angelica asked curiously.

"I was using face-reading. Its principles aren't very different from palm-reading at a fundamental level." Klein said.

"Really?"

In order to develop his career as a Seer, Klein pretended to be in thought as he tapped his glabella twice, focusing on Angelica's aura. Her head was purple, her limbs were red, and her throat was blue... There were no problems with her health except for some colors being duller, which was the manifestation of ordinary fatigue.

Klein then looked at her emotions. He saw orange mixed in with some red and blue. It also meant warmth coupled with some excitement and thought.

Klein then saw rich darkness hidden in the depths of her emotional colors.

"Mr. Moretti, were you reading my face?" Seeing the young gentleman silent, Angelica asked.

Just as Angelica was feeling unease, he said warmly, "Madam Angelica, there are some sorrows and pains which you should not seal in your heart."

Angelica's eyes widened, but she did not say a word.

"It seems like there are many members here today." Klein did not continue and looked to the meeting room at the end of the corridor.

"It's Sunday afternoon... at least fifty members," Angelica said.