Chapter 55: Revelation

The Divination Club's meeting room was large.

In the past, only five or six members would be present, making it look empty. Now, there were dozens of fortune-tellers sitting in different spots.

Sunlight shone into the room. The members were either discussing softly among themselves or asking Hanass Vincent questions. Otherwise, they were practicing and attempting divination by themselves.

Klein casually picked up a divination textbook, found a corner, and started flipping through it leisurely.

Very soon, Angelica came in with a cup of tea and left it on the table before Klein.

Klein held his spirit pendulum above the Sibe black tea. The topaz started moving slightly, along with the special-looking silver chain, in a clockwise direction.

Upon seeing this, Angelica found Mr. Moretti mysterious.

"The black tea you provide is great," Klein said softly.

Since he wanted to act as a Seer, Klein no longer had any reservations and completely personified the identity.

"Yes, Mr. Vannas is very picky about the quality of tea," Angelica said, stunned.

Klein put away his spirit pendulum and raised the white porcelain cup, gesturing politely at her.

Angelica returned to the reception hall, but she no longer had the mood to read magazines. She sat there, gazing into the distance. This continued until there were knocks on the door that jolted her awake, and she looked at the entrance, only to see a lady dressed in a light blue dress.

The lady took off her veiled hat with a powder blue ribbon, looking calm and melancholic.

"Good afternoon, esteemed lady. Would you like to join the Divination Club, or are you looking for a divination?" Angelica asked like clockwork.

"I want a divination." The lady said. She had a beautiful pair of eyes hidden with sorrow.

Angelica guided her to the sofa, explaining to her how the Divination Club worked in detail and handed her the album.

"You can pick anyone."

In her low spirits, the lady flipped through the album seriously. As there were too many club members there that day, there were too many choices.

"Can you recommend one? From these few pages." She pointed at the middle section of the album, omitting the fortune-tellers priced above two soli and those below four pence.

Angelica took the album and deliberated her words before saying, "I suggest this gentleman."

The lady took a glance at a fortuneteller named "Klein Moretti."

"Mr. Moretti just joined the club... Is his divination reliable?" she asked worriedly.

Angelica nodded. "Another member of the club and I are certain that Mr. Moretti is a great fortune-teller. He just joined the club, so he takes low fees."

"I understand." The girl nodded. "I'll pick Mr. Moretti for a divination then."

"Alright, please hold on for a second." Angelica walked towards the meeting room.

She came next to Klein and said in a suppressed voice, "Mr. Moretti, someone wants you to divine for them. Which room would you like to use?"

My first "business" is here. Klein put down his teacup and nodded, "Topaz room."

"Alright." Angelica walked ahead of him, leading him to the Topaz room before opening its wooden door.

Klein sat behind the table that had various divination tools on it. He waited less than a minute before he saw a melancholic woman in a light blue dress walk in.

Seizing the opportunity when she was closing the door, he tapped his glabella twice.

The yellow color in her stomach seems a little dull... The dark color of her emotions is very heavy, mainly worry and anxiety. Klein looked her over carefully, leaned backwards, and cut off his Spiritual Vision.

"Good day, Mr. Moretti." The woman sat down.

"Good afternoon, how may I address you?" Klein asked.

"You can call me Anna." The girl put her veiled cap aside. "I would like to divine about my fiancé's situation. He traveled to the Southern Continent in March for a business deal. He sent me and his family a telegram last month on the third saying that he was going to set sail and return. But he did not return after twenty days. At first, I believed that his delay was due to the Berserk Ocean's weather, but as of today, it has been more than a month. The ship he took, the Alfalfa, still hasn't arrived at Enmat Harbor."

The ocean that separated the Northern and Southern continents was called the Berserk Ocean. It was well known for natural calamities and its countless dangerous currents.

Klein looked at her and asked, "Which divination method do you wish to use?"

"You can choose any type that you believe will be accurate. Of course, apart from cards, including tarot, I have also attempted studying them at home." Anna replied.

"Then we shall use the astrolabe." Klein said and pointed to a fountain pen and a stack of white paper on the table. "Write down the name of your fiancé as well as his facial features, address, and date of birth."

Anna extended her hand, taking a piece of paper, lifted the pen, and dipped it in some ink. She began writing, pausing occasionally to think, and a moment later, she pushed the paper toward Klein.

The information on the paper read: "Joyce Meyer, 15th September 1323, 2:00 PM. Tingen City, East Borough, 8 Stevens Street. Short blond hair, aquiline nose."

With just a short glance, Klein quickly calculated the person's spiritual number: 6

After several more calculations, he determined that his Year Path Number is 5, signifying that he would meet with change and accident.

Klein made a silent judgment after consolidating the facts and confirmed that the information Anna gave was correct.

He retracted his gaze from the paper and turned it toward Anna. "Mr. Meyer set off on his journey on the 3rd of June?"

"If he did not lie, that is indeed the case." Anna said.

"Alright." Klein took the fountain pen and made a note of that, then looked at Anna. "I will begin creating the astrolabe now. I will need some time and absolute silence; do you mind waiting outside?"

"Alright." Anna knew that some fortune-tellers had their eccentricities, so she stood up unsurprised and left the Topaz room.

Klein locked the door and returned to the table. He followed the information and set up the astrolabe, including elements such as his horoscope and locations of the corresponding planets and stars.

Throughout the entire process, he did not open the Astromancy Manual and completed the setup based on his memory.

Over the past few days of his mysticism studies, Klein realized that he could easily grasp and understand anything about divination, quickly turning it into instinct.

He completed the Astrolabe and felt satisfied.

As he looked at the outcome, he followed the path of the horoscopes and planets, as well as other supporting details, to roughly deduce Joyce Meyer's situation.

At this point, the divination was technically complete. Klein continued, picking up the pen, writing a sentence in Hermes: Joyce Meyer's current situation.

He read the sentence silently. After seven times, Klein grabbed the piece of paper and leaned back into his chair, imagining the sphere of light and entering a state of Cogitation.

Klein recalled the contents of the piece of paper, then relaxed, using a dream divination technique.

Repeating the question, remembering the details, and then allowing his Astral Projection to roam the spirit world in a dream would allow him to gain revelations.

Ordinary people also had this sort of experience sometimes, but it was hard for them to recall, as the signs in their dreams were more complicated and garbled. A Seer would not have such a problem, for they could see the images directly.

The surroundings began to turn hazy as Klein turned half asleep. In the contorted fantasy, he saw a blond young man with an aquiline nose, swimming frantically in a sea of blood, nearly engulfed by the waves. But in the end, he managed to escape to shore.

The image shattered and changed. Klein saw a blue house with a toy windmill at the door.

At this moment, the image changed once again.

Klein realized that he was inside a magnificent palace. The walls were destroyed and damaged beyond repair. Moss and weeds grew in multiple areas. Through the holes in the walls, he could see a mountain peak and clouds clinging close to it outside.

Atop the palace was a huge throne carved out of stone. It was adorned with dull gemstones and gold. It looked as though it was not prepared for a human. This giant throne was empty and mottled, as if it had been washed over by the ages.

Klein looked around in confusion. He did not understand why he would be dreaming of such a scene. His turbid mind turned sharp as he walked out of the palace in an attempt to ascertain where he was.

Suddenly, he felt a gaze fall upon him. Klein quickly turned around and stared towards the giant stone throne, only to see a scene of countless transparent maggots slowly twitching and growing.

Klein gasped, and as he opened his eyes, he woke up from his dream.

Crystal balls, tarot cards, and the prepared astrolabe entered his vision; reality quickly replaced fantasy.

The initial dream was the result of the divination, but what was the later dream about? It seemed to be targeted at me? Klein put the piece of paper down and contemplated.

He could confirm that it wasn't his fear projecting itself in the form of a dream, for he was doing the divination himself.

A palace not meant for humans on the peak of a mountain... The silent stare... the contorted and weird scene of the maggots… Klein silently guessed as he recalled.

Did the use of the luck enhancement ritual communicate with that existence? Or is it a result of the Antigonus family's notebook... Right, that notebook mentioned the Nation of the Evernight in the Hornacis mountain range. The palace in the dream was also on a mountain peak.

He made a simple guess and was relieved that he had picked Seer. According to Old Neil, Mystery Pryers could also divine through dreams, but they weren't as effective as a seer.

Sigh, it sure isn't letting me go... All I can hope for is the early capture of Ray Bieber. Klein collected himself and picked up the piece of paper with the diagram of the astrolabe, slowly walking towards the door.

He opened the door and headed to the reception area. He saw Anna looking out the window, completely ignoring her cup of black tea.

"Ah, Mr. Moretti, is there a result?" She saw Klein in her peripheral vision and stood up hurriedly.

Klein did not answer her immediately and asked, according to the revelation he received from the dream, "Does your house, or Mr. Meyer's house, have a toy windmill?"

Anna's eyes widened, and she muttered, "That was a present he gave me. It is by the door at my house. How did you know that?"

Klein smiled. "Mr. Joyce Meyer should currently be a guest at your place. He just experienced a calamity, an unimaginably painful journey."

"Really?" Anna asked in disbelief. "Oh, Lord of Steam, is that true? Has my poor Joyce returned? Are you certain? No, I cannot believe it." Anna froze for a moment and spoke in delirious words.

She took out a one-soli note from her purse. Not waiting for Klein to give her change, she broke into a small jog as she left the Divination Club, taking a carriage back home.

A two-wheeled carriage steered across the streets and entered East Borough. It did not take long before the toy windmill entered her field of vision.

Staggering towards the door, she rang the doorbell. The door creaked open, revealing a blond young man dressed in a black formal suit.

"I thought that I would miss you today," Joyce said with a smile.

"Oh, Exalted Steam, you really are back!" Anna rubbed her eyes.

The two of them hugged silently outside the grayish-blue house. The toy windmill turned slowly, seemingly tossing all their difficulties away.