Hearing Klein's question, the beautiful lady with long brown hair and elegantly coiled up her hair did not have any impatient expression at all, and kept a polite smile and said:

"Our members are free to help people divine in the club and determine the price themselves. We only draw a very low proportion of fees. If you want to divine, you can take a look at this album, which contains the introduction and price of members who are willing to divine for others."

"However, today is Monday afternoon. Most of our members are at work and are busy, with less than five coming..."

She said, asking Klein to sit down on the sofa near the window of the reception hall, then open the picture album opposite and point out the members of the club:

"Henas Vancent, a famous diviner in Tingen, a tutor in the club, is good at divining in various ways, and charges 4 sulle per time."

It's so expensive... This will allow me and Benson and Melissa to have two hearty dinners... Klein was secretly shocked and did not answer.

Seeing this, the lady with brown hair and yellow hair continued to turn the pages back and introduce them one by one:

"…The last one, Glassis, a member who just joined the club this year, mastered Tarot divination, and charged 2p per time."

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

Klein answered without any politeness:

"Mr. Glasis."

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

"I understand, I will be responsible for my decision." Klein smiled and nodded.

"... Then please follow me." The beautiful lady stood up and led Klein into the door next to the reception hall.

There is a corridor that is not too long. At the end is an open conference room with plenty of sunshine, tables and chairs, newspapers, magazines, cards and other things. A faint smell of coffee floats out of it.

When there were two rooms left before the conference room, the beautiful lady in charge of the reception signaled Klein to stop, speed up her pace, and walked to the end, shouting softly:

"Mr. Glasis, someone is looking for you to make a fortune."

"Me?" A voice full of surprise and doubt immediately sounded, accompanied by the movement of the chair.

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

"Citrine room, I like Citrine." Grasis appeared beside the conference room door and looked curiously at Klein who was waiting not far away.

He is a man in his thirties, with dark skin, dark green pupils, light yellow and soft hair, wearing a white shirt, black vest, and a pair of monocles on his chest, and his temperament is quite good.

The beautiful lady in charge of the reception did not say much and 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 we obtain the enlightenment of God and the Spirit and obtain accurate divination results.

"Hello, I'm Glass. I didn't expect you to choose me to divine for you." Glass saluted in a gentlemanly manner, quickly entered the room, and sat behind the long table. "Frankly speaking, I'm just trying to divine for others, and I don't have rich experience yet. For the time being, I'm not a good diviner, and you still have the chance to repent."

After Klein returned the gift, he entered and closed the door with his backhand.

He smiled and said, in the light that penetrated the curtain:

"You are such an honest gentleman, but I am a person who is very persistent in my choice."

"Please sit." Grasis pointed to the opposite position and thought for a few seconds, "Divining is just my hobby. Haha, people often receive guidance from gods in their lives, but ordinary people cannot accurately interpret the meaning of the Lord. This is the meaning of divination and the reason why I joined this club. In this regard, I do not have enough confidence in myself, so we just regard the next divination as a communication, free exchange. What about this proposal? The fee for the club is to be borne by me, which is only one quarter of the penny."

Klein didn't say yes, nor did he shake his head, and instead smiled:

"You can see that you have a good, decent job."

While speaking, he leaned forward slightly, clasped his right fist to his forehead, and tapped him twice.

"But this doesn't improve my divination accuracy." Grasis answered humorously, asking in a deep thought, "Do you have a headache? Do you want to divine health issues?"

"Little bit, what I hope to divine is the whereabouts of an item." Klein had already thought of the words and leaned back slowly.

In his eyes, Grassis's body aura was clearly presented, and the orange red in his lungs was dim and thin, which affected the remaining brightness.

This is not a sign of fatigue... Klein nodded invisibly.

"Looking for lost items?" Grasis thought for a few seconds, "Let's make a simple judgment first."

He pushed the neatly stacked tarot cards on the black table toward Klein:

"Calm down, think about the item in your mind, silently chant the question of 'Will you still find it', and at the same time, shuffle and cut cards."

"Okay." Klein actually didn't remember the ancient notes, so he could only expand on the question that needed to be silently recited: Can you still find the notes of the Bentigenus family?

During the repetition, he skillfully completed the shuffle and cut cards.

Glassis picked up a piece from the top and pushed it horizontally in front of Klein:

"Turn it clockwise to vertical, and then turn it on. If it is a reverse position, that is, the pattern on the card is facing you, which means that the item cannot be found. If it is a positive position, then we continue to divination later and find its specific whereabouts."

Following the prompts, Klein turned the horizontal card into a vertical card in time.

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

This is a reversed, reversed card.

"It's a pity." Grasis sighed.

Klein did not respond because he focused on the tarot card in front of him.

The pattern on this reverse card is a "fool" wearing gorgeous clothes and gorgeous headdresses!

Is it a "fool" again? It's not so coincidental... According to the "Hangered Man" and Old Neil, divination is the result of communication between spirituality and the spiritual world and with a higher level of "I". Tarot cards are just tools to interpret "symbolic revelation". Theoretically, it doesn't matter what divination item is used, and it doesn't affect the result... Klein frowned slightly and thought for a while:

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

"It's totally OK, do it again in the same way just now." Grasis nodded with great enthusiasm.

Klein reshuffles, cuts, and meditates on the problem.

Draw cards, place them horizontally, and turn clockwise to vertical. He made preparations with serious expression.

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

Never be a "fool" again...

In his prayer mood, he suddenly relaxed because the card surface appeared as "stars", and reversed!

"It seems that the item has not been picked up by someone else." Grasis explained with a smile.

Klein nodded, raised his right hand, tapped his eyebrows twice as he thoughtfully, then took out two pennies with dark brass from his pocket and pushed them to Grassis.

"Didn't I say it's free?" Grasis frowned.

Klein smiled and stood up:

“This is respect for divination.”

"Okay, thank you for your generosity." Glassis stood up and reached out.

After shaking hands, Klein took two steps back, turned around, walked towards the door, and twisted the handle.

When he was about to go out, he suddenly turned around and said "Yeah":

"Mr. Grasis, I suggest you see a doctor as soon as possible, mainly lung problems."

"Why?" Grasis asked in surprise.

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

Klein thought for a while and said:

"This is a symptom that can be seen from your face. You, well, your eyebrows are black."

"The eyebrows are black..." This was the first time Grasis heard a similar description.

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

"Is he an unlicensed doctor or a country pharmacist?" Grasis shook her head in a funny way, and picked up the silver mirror for divination.

He looked carefully and found that his eyebrows were indeed black.

But this is an environmental problem. Under the dim light that penetrates the curtains, his eyebrows are not only dark, but his whole face is black!

"A less likeable joke." Grasis whispered.

He was worried about divining his health 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 annual fees, become a member of the club, and then start playing the so-called "divinist".

Why don’t you work alone? It’s because you don’t have resources, channels, and it’s impossible to go to the street to work as a vendor. After all, you are a decent person and shameless person.

After a few minutes, he waited for the bus and spent 2p to arrive at Zotland Street, which was not too far away.

Pushing open the door of the "Black Thorn Security Company", he did not see the familiar brown-haired girl, but only found that Leonard Mitchell, who has the temperament of a poet, has black hair and green eyes, was sitting behind the reception desk.

"Good afternoon, where is Rosan?" Klein asked after taking off his hat and saluted.

Leonard smiled and pointed to the partition door:

"She rotates tonight's arsenal."

Before Klein asked again, Leonard seemed to be thinking about something:

"Kline, I've always been confused about something."

"What's the matter?" Klein looked confused.

Leonard stood up and smiled soothingly:

"Why did Welch and Naya commit suicide on the spot and you were back home?"

"It should be that unknown existence that wants me to take away the notes of the Antigonus family and hide them." Klein said with an accepted speculation.

Leonard walked a few steps, suddenly turned around and looked straight into Klein's eyes:
Chapter completed!