The Divination Club on the second floor of 13 Halls Street, North District of Tingen City.

Klein saw the beautiful lady in charge of reception again.

She still had her long brown hair tied up, looking mature and elegant. It was difficult to tell her exact age just from her appearance.

"Hello, Mr. Glacis is not here today. Do you want to change a fortune teller?" said the beautiful lady with a smile.

Hearing this, Klein, who had just put on his silk hat, was immediately surprised:

"Do you remember me?"

This happened five days ago!

The brown-haired lady smiled and said:

"You are the first customer who has come to Mr. Glacis for divination, and the only one so far. It is hard for me not to be impressed."

You get the impression that you will get a big loss if you try to make a small profit, right? Klein complained to himself and asked thoughtfully:

"When was the last time Mr. Glacis came to the club?"

The brown-haired lady glanced at him and answered as if she was thinking:

"To be honest, we can't control the patterns of members' coming. They have free will and various matters. Well, I remember that after that day, after I read your fortune, Mr. Glacis should not have come to the club again."

Wish him good luck, may the goddess bless him... Klein prayed, and without asking any more questions, he smiled and said:

"I'm not here for divination this time. I want to join the club."

"Really? It's our honor." The brown-haired lady showed a look of surprise at the right time. "For your first membership, please pay an annual fee of 5 pounds, and then 1 pound per year. I don't need to introduce the details again, right?"

Klein took out a newly received five-pound note from his inner pocket and watched the portrait of Henry Augustus I move away from him.

After carefully checking the anti-counterfeiting watermark, the brown-haired lady solemnly put away the banknotes, took out a form, and handed it to Klein:

"Please fill in the details and I will issue you a receipt."

Do you have an invoice? The invoice is from Blackthorn Security Company... Klein was amused by his own thoughts. He picked up the fountain pen on the table and filled in his name, age, street, and company name with blue-black ink.

However, he deliberately left out his date of birth, which, for a fortune teller, is a spiritual number related to his own secrets.

After opening the receipt and registering the membership information, the brown-haired lady extended her right hand and said:

"Welcome to the Tingen City Divination Club. I am Angelica Barrehart, your diligent servant. This is your membership cufflink. It has our unique inscription on it, which proves your membership."

"Hello, Ms. Angelica." Klein gently shook the other person's hand and took the dark gold cufflinks.

He discovered that the unique inscription used the root of a word in the Hermetic language: "diviner."

Angelica withdrew her left hand, thought for a few seconds and said:

"I wonder what divination technique you are good at, or what divination method do you want to learn in the club? We will consider inviting a well-known fortune teller to teach, and we will also introduce you to members with similar skills so that you can have a pleasant exchange."

"I know a little bit about every type of divination technique. You don't need to consider me specially." Klein answered with a slight modification, and then asked, "Can I do divination for others now? I'm not a rookie who just started learning."

He came to play the role of a "fortune teller" rather than to learn divination methods that are accessible to ordinary people.

Angelica maintained a polite smile and said:

"You are free to tell fortunes for others at any time in the club. However, before we confirm your level, we will not speak well of you when customers ask. How much do you want to charge for divination?"

“Two pence, please.” Klein planned to win by price when he was not well-known.

"We will charge a quarter of a penny based on one eighth of the total price..." Angelica first explained the various regulations before writing Klein's information into the "Fortune Teller" album for customers to choose from.

After doing all this, she smiled and pointed to the conference room at the end of the corridor and said:

"Mr. Henas Vincent is explaining astronomical divination. You can find a seat to listen quietly, or you can raise your hand to ask questions."

"Okay." Klein walked towards the conference room with great interest, wanting to hear the difference between what Hanas Vincent and Old Neil said.

At this time, Angelica caught up and said in a low voice:

"Mr. Moretti, do you want coffee or tea? We provide free Xibo black tea, Nanweier coffee and Dixie coffee."

Klein, who had been reading newspapers frequently recently, knew that these coffees and teas were of a lower-than-average standard, but he also understood that they were definitely better than the inferior ones at home, so he thought for a moment and said,

"A cup of Southwell coffee, three spoonfuls of sugar, and no milk."

The most famous things in South Wilshire of the Kingdom of Loen are beer and red wine, which are quite popular among many important figures, while coffee is relatively unknown.

"Okay, I'll bring it to you later." Angelica pointed to the conference room.

Klein slowly walked to the half-open door and heard the explanation with a thick Ahowa County accent:

"Astrology is one of the most complex divination techniques..."

This is only relative to ordinary people... Klein silently added for the other party. He saw five or six long tables in the conference room formed a semicircle, surrounding a middle-aged man in a black classical robe, Hanas Vincent.

This gentleman had obvious dark circles under his eyes and thick, stiff brown hair that stood up stubbornly, as if he was playing a hedgehog.

Apart from this, there is nothing special about him when he explains horoscope divination.

Seeing Klein coming in, Heinus Vincent nodded slightly without interrupting the class, but just slowed down his speech slightly.

Klein put one hand in his pocket and held his cane in the other. He found a seat at the edge and sat down. He leaned back comfortably and looked around in the bright afternoon sun. He saw six members here, four men and two women.

Some of them were concentrating on taking notes, some were whispering to each other, and some were giving Klein a wry smile.

After putting away his cane, Klein adjusted his half-high silk hat and tapped his brow twice with his fingers bent.

He cast his eyes towards Hainas and saw the other's aura, the different colors, brightness and thickness.

"Dark red, a little anxious emotionally... All other parts are healthy, but there is something wrong there. I don't know what it is..." Klein muttered to himself while listening to the class leisurely.

At this moment, he clenched his right fist and pressed it against his mouth to prevent his laughter from leaking out, because he suddenly felt like an unlicensed old Chinese doctor.

He is now quite satisfied with his ability of clairvoyance. Although he can only use it to judge the general situation and cannot distinguish specific details, it is enough to obtain a lot of useful information.

After looking around again, he tapped his brows twice again, as if thinking about what Hainas had just said.

Astrology is a type of astrology, but ordinary people can also try to interpret it. For example, the most basic "birth chart" is based on the positions of the sun, moon, blue star and red star in the sky when the inquirer was born. Their symbolic symbols are marked in the correct places on the chart, and the corresponding conditions of various constellations are attached. Finally, this is used to interpret the other person's destiny.

This requires the fortune teller to know how to reverse calculate the states of the planets and constellations, which is quite complicated. Of course, some people publish reference books for people to consult, while others simply simplify it and only use constellations to make the most vague interpretations.

Klein listened quietly without interrupting or asking questions. He stroked the yellow crystal pendant on his sleeve from time to time and took a sip of the Southwell coffee that Angelica brought him.

After a long time, Hainas rubbed his brows and said:

"You may need to try to draw your own astrolabe. If you have any questions, you can come to me. I'm in the White Crystal Room."

After watching him leave, a young man in a white shirt and black vest stood up with a smile and walked to Klein:

"Hello, I'm Edward Steve."

“Hello, Klein Moretti.” Klein stood up and returned the greeting.

"The astrolabe is so complicated that every time I hear it, I can't help but want to start a dream." Edward Steve said self-deprecatingly.

Klein smiled and said:

"This is because Mr. Vincent always can't help but teach us all the knowledge he has, just like giving us a table of Intis feast all at once, which is too difficult to digest."

"If it were me, I could finish a whole Intis dinner. They always use big plates to hold a little bit of food." Edward chuckled, sat down, and asked curiously, "Are you a new member? I haven't seen you in the past two years."

“I just joined the club today,” Klein answered frankly.

"What are you good at? I'm best at Tarot and poker divination." Edward asked casually.

"I understand a little bit, but only a little bit." Klein used the same description he had used before to describe himself here.

He was not being modest because in the field of divination, there was indeed too much mysterious knowledge that had not been mastered.

Just as other members wanted to come over to discuss horoscope divination, Angelica walked into the meeting room:

"Mr. Steve, someone wants you to tell fortunes."

"Okay." Edward Steve stood up with a smile.

"It looks like you are an excellent fortune teller." Klein looked at the other party and said.

"No, it's just because my price is the most suitable." Edward laughed softly, "Ordinary people who come to divine will never directly choose the most expensive ones. And unless they have been kicked in the head by a donkey, they will definitely not trust the cheapest ones. Those with prices in the middle are the easiest to get opportunities."

I am the one you said had his head kicked by a donkey... Watching him leave, Klein suddenly shook his head and smiled bitterly:

There seems to be something wrong with my pricing...

He stood up, picked up his cane, walked out of the meeting room, and found Angelica again:

"I want to change the price of divination, um, 8 pence."

Angelica looked at him deeply and said:

“We will meet your request, but we will also tell customers that you have just joined our club.”

“No problem.” Klein nodded without minding.

Sometimes, mystery is also an important element for fortune tellers to attract customers.

After modifying the information, Klein turned around and walked towards the meeting room.

At this time, he saw Heinus Vincent coming out of the white crystal room with a silver-plated mirror in his hand.

The famous fortune teller said to the five members, three men and two women, in the conference room:

"I have just mastered a new divination technique, magic mirror divination. Do you want to learn it?"

Magic mirror divination? This is not a safe divination method... Klein, who was wearing a black suit, stopped outside the conference room and frowned.

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