"Is it really solved?" Elizabeth asked in disbelief.

Klein smiled and nodded calmly:

"Yes."

“It’s not difficult.”

The above sentence is a lie to you, he added silently in his heart.

Perhaps it was because Klein had always been very calm, or perhaps it was because this was the only "floating board" that Elizabeth no longer doubted. She patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, you are such a trustworthy gentleman. I was just terrified."

"How's Selina? Is she okay?"

"She may fall into a coma for a few minutes, but there will be no other problems. Well, it is normal for her to be weak for two or three days." Klein said this, and suddenly his face became stern. He said seriously, "Who is her mystic teacher? Didn't he tell her the basic taboos?"

Elizabeth stood up straight at once, like a student being criticized by her teacher.

She thought about it and said:

"Selina mentioned that her occult teacher was Heinus Vincent. A year ago, she went to the divination club in the Howls district for divination and met this gentleman."

On the surface, Henas Vincent was teaching the magic mirror divination, which was fine, but in private, he was teaching "black divination". If I had known earlier, I would have informed the captain and checked his gas meter earlier. Klein felt a little annoyed and asked in a deep voice:

"He also taught Selina how to use the magic mirror to divine?"

For Klein, the most frightening thing about this incident was that it almost affected his sister Melissa!

Elizabeth nodded cautiously:

"Yes, but Selina had tried the magic mirror divination several times before but failed. Well, she told me today that she had secretly looked at the spell hidden by her teacher, so there must be no problem."

Klein, the expert at courting death, pinched his temples with a headache and said:

"Do you remember the spell she chanted?"

Although Heinus Vincent did not take the initiative to teach Selina the dangerous knowledge, it is obvious that he is trying it himself. If you provoke an unknown and secret existence, it is only a matter of time before something goes wrong. It must be dealt with as soon as possible to prevent the situation from deteriorating and affecting others.

"I remember part of it." Elizabeth recalled, "She used the Hermetic language from the mysticism. You know, I just got started with it for a while, and I only remember a few words like 'wandering', 'heroic spirit', 'creator', and 'familiar'."

Creator? The real Creator? Many underground mysticism enthusiasts do believe in this ancient being who is revered by many secret organizations. Yes, this ancient being appeared more than a thousand years ago in the early Fifth Epoch! Klein nodded thoughtfully and said:

"When Selina wakes up, remember to ask for the complete spell, and then find a chance to tell me."

"Okay." Elizabeth answered readily.

But then she asked doubtfully:

"Mr. Moretti, why don't you just ask her?"

"I don't want Melissa to know that I'm interested in the occult. Can you keep it a secret for me?" Klein asked instead of answering.

Elizabeth bit her lower lip lightly, her eyes shining as she said:

"No problem. Melissa does prefer machinery to mystery, and rationality to intuition."

Klein pressed the hand holding the hat to his left chest and bowed like a gentleman.

"Thank you for your understanding. Selina, you know, is not one who is good at keeping secrets."

"A more accurate description would be that she enjoys sharing secrets with others," Elizabeth agreed.

Klein put on his hat and thought for a moment before saying:

"When Selina wakes up, remember to tell her that she suddenly fainted and broke the mirror. I think her memory must still be stuck at the beginning of the magic mirror divination."

Seeing Elizabeth nod, he frowned again and said:

"Remember, whether you are doing divination or trying other mystical knowledge, do not pray to any being other than the seven gods! If you see a spell that does not belong to this type, burn it immediately and stay away from the provider!"

"If I hadn't discovered it in time today, Selina would have become a monster, an evil spirit, and no one present would have survived, including me!"

Thinking of the cold "Selina" in the mirror, Elizabeth did not doubt Klein's words at all. She sighed with fear:

"I know, I'll remember that, and I'll supervise Selina, too."

“Okay, go in and take care of Selina.” Klein raised his black cane inlaid with silver and walked towards the stairs.

As he walked, his eyes darkened and his gaze turned inward. He took out a penny with his right hand and threw it into the air with a clang.

"Selena is fine now."

"Selena is fine now."

Klein quickly repeated this statement and reached out to catch the tumbling copper coin. He saw that the portrait of George III was facing upwards.

This is not a simplification of the "Pendulum Method" but a simplification of "Dream Divination". At that moment, Klein used meditation to force himself to fall asleep and "traveled" in the spirit world. The front and back of the coin were external symbolic symbols.

The picture is correct, but the number is wrong!

Very good, no problem. Klein let the brass coin swirl happily on his fingertips.

The simplification just now is something that only a "fortune teller" can accomplish.

Elizabeth stared at Klein's back, saw the flying penny, and caught it casually.

Only after Klein disappeared at the stairs did she turn around and enter the bedroom. She saw Selina sleeping on the floor with broken glass all around her.

She held her breath, stood on tiptoe, and looked at the broken mirror, confirming that there was no longer the cold "Selena" inside and the scene of the ceiling was reflected.

Phew, Elizabeth was completely relieved and breathed a long sigh of relief.

However, after trying several times, she failed to help Selina to bed and instead woke her up.

"Elizabeth, what's wrong with me? Am I drunk?" Selina asked a little weakly, her bright eyes dimmed and filled with confusion.

Elizabeth thought for a few seconds and replied very seriously:

"No, Selina, something is wrong with you. Your magic mirror divination has attracted bad beings."

"Really?" Selina, supported by Elizabeth, sat weakly on the edge of the bed and rubbed her temples. "I just remember that I just started using the magic mirror for divination."

Elizabeth said half-truthfully:

"You were like a completely different person just now. The you in the mirror and the real you were even a little different. I was scared, so I took you into the bedroom on the pretext of giving you a surprise, snatched your mirror, and smashed it on the carpet. Then, you fainted."

"Goddess bless you, you are normal now!"

"I, I don't remember," Selina murmured palely.

The more she thought about it, the blanker her mind became, and the more frightened she felt.

Subconsciously, she looked up at the desk and found that the arrangement there was obviously different from before.

Selina pondered over what had happened. She only vaguely remembered a figure wearing a black tuxedo and a half-high silk hat. He was not strong or tall, but quite upright.

"Selina," Elizabeth said solemnly, "The last time I went to the underground market to buy an amulet, I met an expert in mysticism. He told me that no matter what time it is, I should not pray to any being other than the seven gods, otherwise disaster will inevitably come. Promise me not to try again. I didn't even know if I could save you just now!"

Selina was also frightened and nodded hurriedly:

"No, I will never try it again!"

"Well, what exactly does the spell you used when you used the magic mirror for divination mean? If I have the chance to meet that expert in mysticism again, I will help you ask him." Elizabeth asked casually.

Selina rubbed her temples and thought for a while.

"The lingering heroic spirit, the followers of the true Creator, the eyes that stare at fate."

Ta-da, ta-da, ta-da.

As Klein walked down the stairs, he carefully straightened the wrinkles of his clothes and brushed off the dust.

Then he took off his half-high silk hat, carried his black cane inlaid with silver, and walked slowly back to the long dining table.

"Where have you been? It's been almost ten minutes." Selena's brother Chris just folded his cards and asked. ..

Klein smiled and said:

"The bathroom, then I went to the second floor and met a few ladies and ladies."

"I admire your directness." Chris praised with a laugh.

He has red hair and a short stature inherited from his family. He wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his face and has a very capable temperament. He is an excellent lawyer.

If you knew that I went to the second floor and knocked your sister unconscious, you definitely wouldn't say that. Klein said modestly:

"Just discussing some academic issues."

Mystical

He put his hat away, returned to his seat, waited for the next hand to start, and received two hole cards.

Lifting up a corner of the edge, he saw a king of spades and an ace of diamonds.

Is this a reward for doing good? Klein took out a copper coin and prepared to place a bet.

Since the spell was not revealed to Selina by Henas on his own initiative, there was no need to inform the captain in a hurry, he thought.

In the subsequent card games, he maintained a tight playing style, only betting when he had good cards, and not trying to catch uncertain bluffs. The overall winnings and losses were not big, and by the end of ten-thirty, he had won pennies.

"I won two soli pennies." Benson played with the banknotes and pennies in his hand.

“I didn’t expect you to be a poker expert.” Klein praised with a smile.

“No, I don’t play cards much, but I know that this is just like negotiation. You have to hide your own cards, see through other people’s cards, and then use various methods to scare or lure them.” Before Benson finished speaking, he saw Melissa and others coming down from the second floor.

“It’s time to go home.” Klein glanced at his sister and her friends and rubbed his temple.

The throbbing pain in his head was still there.

Then, Klein went to the bathroom and took the opportunity to learn the complete spell from Elizabeth when they passed by each other.

Returning to his brother and sister, he smiled and said:

"Oh, by the way, I suddenly thought of something and need to go back to the company. Let's go to Zouteland Street first, shall we? It will be quick."