Lord of the Mysteries

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When I heard Klein’s question, the beautiful lady with long brown hair and elegant hair did not have an impatient expression at all, and she kept a polite smile:

“Our members are free to help people in the club to divination and determine the price themselves. We only draw a very low percentage of fees. If you want to divination, you can look at this photo album, which has a description of the members who are willing to divination. And price."

"However, today is Monday afternoon, most of our members are working, they are busy, and less than five come..."

She said, while please ask Klein to sit down on the sofa in the reception hall by the window, and then open the album on the opposite side, pointing out the current members of the club:

"Hainas Vansente, a well-known diviner in Tingen, a resident instructor at the club, is good at divination in various ways, charging 4 for each time."

So expensive... This will allow me to have two sumptuous dinners with Benson and Melissa... Klein secretly swears and doesn't answer.

The lady with a brownish-brown hair saw it and continued to turn the page backwards, one by one:

"... The last one, Glacis, who has just joined the club this year, has mastered Tarot divination, charging 2 pence each time."

"Sir, which one do you want to choose?"

Klein did not politely answer:

"Mr. Glacis."

"..." The beautiful lady in charge of reception was silent for two seconds. "Sir, I must remind you in advance that Mr. Glacis can only be a beginner."

"Understand, I am responsible for my decision." Klein smiled and nodded.

"...Please follow me." The beautiful lady got up and led Klein into the gate next to the reception hall.

There is a corridor that is not too long, and there is an open conference room at the end. There is plenty of sunshine, tables and chairs, newspapers, magazines, cards, etc., and the faint coffee fragrance floats out of it.

When there were two rooms in the conference room, the beautiful lady in charge of the reception signaled that Klein stopped and accelerated herself. At the end of the meeting, the voice shouted softly:

"Mr. Gracies, someone is looking for your divination."

"I?" A voice full of surprises and doubts immediately rang, accompanied by the movement of the chair.

"Yes, which divination room do you want to use?" Pretty lady answered without any emotion.

"The citrine room, I like citrine." Glacis appeared at the door of the conference room, curiously looking forward to Klein waiting not far away.

He is a 30-year-old man with a dark complexion, dark green pupils, yellowish and soft hair, a white shirt, a black vest, and a pair of monocles on his chest. His temperament is quite good.

The beautiful lady in charge of the reception did not say much, opened the "Citrine" room next to the conference room.

The curtains inside are closed and the light is dim. It seems that only in this way can the revelation of God and spirit be obtained, and accurate divination results can be obtained.

"Hello, I am Glacis, I didn't think you would pick me up for your divination." Glacis saluted in a gentleman's way, hurried into the room and sat behind the long table. "Frankly, I Just trying to divination, there is no rich experience. For the time being, I am not a good diviner, you have the opportunity to repent."

After Klein returned to the ceremony, he followed the door and closed the door.

He walked through the curtain and smiled and said:

"You are an honest gentleman, but I am a person who insists on my choice."

"Please sit down." Glacius pointed to the opposite position and thought for a few seconds. "Divination is just my hobby. Oh, people often get the guidance of the gods in their lifetime, but ordinary people can't accurately interpret the Lord. Meaning, this is the meaning of divination and the reason why I joined this club. In this respect, I don’t have enough confidence in myself. We will be the next divination is a communication, free exchange, how is this proposal? The cost of giving the club is borne by myself, only one quarter of a penny."

Klein didn't say anything, didn't shake his head, and turned to smile:

“I can see that you have a good, decent job.”

While speaking, his body leaned forward slightly, his right hand clenched his fist against the forehead and tapped twice.

"But this does not improve the accuracy of my divination." Glacius replied humorously and asked, "Do you have a headache? Want to divination about health issues?"

"A little bit, I hope that the divination is the whereabouts of an item." Klein had long thought about the words, and the body slowly leaned back.

In his eyes, Glacis's body is clearly visible, the orange color of the lungs is dull and thin, and affects the rest of the brightness.

This is not a tired performance... Kline is nowhere to be seen.

“Looking for lost items?” Glacis thought for a few seconds. “Then we make a simple decision first.”

He pushed the neatly stacked tarot cards on the black desktop to Klein:

"Calm down, think back to that item in your heart, and meditate on the question of whether you can still find it. At the same time, shuffle and cut cards."

"Okay." Klein didn't really remember the old notes. He could only expand the question he needed to meditate: Can you still find the notes of the Antignus family?

In the repetition, he skillfully completed the shuffling and cutting.

Glacis picked up a piece from the top and pushed it to Klein:

"Turn it clockwise into vertical, then open it. If it is reverse, that is, the pattern on the card is facing you, it means that the item can't be found. If it is in the right position, then we will continue the divination. Find the specific whereabouts of it."

Klein followed the prompts and turned the horizontally placed cards to the vertical.

He grabbed the edge of the tarot card and turned it over.

This is a reversed card with a reversed pattern.

"Unfortunately." Glacis sighed.

Klein didn't respond because his attention was on the tarot card in front of him.

The pattern on this retrograde card is the "fool" wearing gorgeous clothes and wearing a smashed headpiece!

Is it a "fool"? It’s not so clever... According to the “inverted man” and the old Neil, divination is the result of spiritual and spiritual boundaries, and with higher levels of “I”, Tarot is only a convenient interpretation of “symbolic revelation”. The tool, in theory, does not matter what divination items are used, and does not affect the results... Klein frowned slightly and thought about it for a while:

"Can I divinate that item has been obtained by someone else?"

"It's okay, come back again in the same way as before." Glacis sighed with a strong nod.

Klein reshuffles, cuts cards, and meditates on issues.

Draw, cross, turn clockwise into vertical, his expression is carefully prepared.

Taking a breath, Klein reached out and opened the tarot card.

Don't be a "fool" again...

In the mood of prayer, he suddenly relaxed, because the face of the card is "star", reverse!

"It seems that the item has not been picked up by others." Glacis smiled and explained.

Klein nodded, raised his right hand, and tapped his eyebrows twice, then took two pennies with dark brass from his trouser pocket and pushed it to Glacis.

"I don't mean to be free?" Glacis frowned.

Klein smiled and got up:

"This is respect for divination."

"Well, thank you for your generosity." Glacis stood up and reached out.

With a handshake, Klein stepped back two steps, turned his body, walked to the door, and twisted the handle.

When he was about to go out, he suddenly turned back and "hmm" a voice:

"Mr. Gracies, I suggest that you look at the doctor as soon as possible, mainly in the lungs."

“Why?” Glacis asked.

Is this the result of dissatisfaction with divination, cursing me?

Klein thought for a moment:

"This is a symptom seen from the face, you, um, your eyebrows are black."

"The eyebrows are black..." Glacis was still hearing a similar description for the first time.

Klein didn't explain it anymore, smiled and walked out of the room and closed the wooden door.

"Is he an unlicensed doctor, or a local pharmacist?" Glacis smiled and shook his head, picking up the silver mirror for divination.

He took a closer look and found that his eyebrows were really black.

However, this is a problem of the environment. Under the dim light of the curtains, he is black and his face is black!

"A less funny joke." Glacis whispered.

He was not too confident to divination himself, and confirmed that there was no problem.

............

When leaving the Divination Club, Klein had an extra plan for the future.

That is to save money as soon as possible, pay the annual fee, become a member of the club, and thus start to play the so-called "divination".

Why not do it alone, because there is no resources, no channels, and it is impossible to go to the street to be a street vendor. After all, it is a personal face and a face.

After a few minutes, he waited for the public carriage, spent 2 pence, and arrived at Zouteland Street, which was not too far away.

Pushing the door of the "Black Thorny Security Company", he did not see the familiar brown-haired girl, only to find Leonard Mitchell, who had poetry and dark hair, sitting behind the reception desk.

"Good afternoon, Rosanne?" asked Klein after taking off his hat.

Leonard smiled and pointed to the door:

"She is on the arsenal tonight."

Not waiting for Klein to ask again, Leonard seems to be thinking about what the problem is like:

"Klein, I have always been confused about things."

"What's the matter." Klein looked blank.

Leonard stood up and smiled soothingly:

“Why Welch and Naya committed suicide on the spot, and you are back home?”

"It should be the unknown existence that I want to take away the notes of the Antigonus family and hide them." Klein said the accepted speculation.

Leonard took a few steps and suddenly turned to look at Klein's eyes:

"If you let your suicide be to kill the mouth and erase the clues, why not directly let you destroy the note on the spot?"