Lord of the Mysteries

In the Divination Club situated at the second floor of 13 Howes Street, North Borough of Tingen City.

Klein saw the beautiful lady that attended to visitors once again.

She was still having her brownish-yellow long hair coiled, making her look mature and elegant. It was hard to tell her age.

“Hello, Mr. Glacis isn’t here today. Would you like to change fortune-tellers today?” said the beautiful lady with a smile.

Upon hearing that, Klein, who had just taken off his silk hat and put it back on, was immediately surprised.

“You still remember me?”

That was already five days ago!

The woman puckered her lips into a smile.

“You are the first customer that sought Mr. Glacis’s services. You are also the only one to this very day. It’s hard for me not to have a deep impression of you.”

Was this the image of him being penny-wise, pound-foolish? Klein lampooned himself as he deliberated a question.

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

The lady shot a glance at him and answered seemingly in recollection, “To be honest, we are unable to grasp when our members will come and go. They have their free will and personal matters to tend to. Well, I do believe that Mr. Glacis hasn’t come to the club since he told your fortune that day.”

I wish him the best of luck. May the Goddess bless him… Klein prayed and did not ask further. Instead, he asked with a smile, “I’m not here for divination services this time. I plan to join the club.”

“Really? That’s our pleasure.” The lady expressed a timely look of surprise delight. “For the first year as a member, the membership fee is five pounds. It will be one pound a year thereafter. I believe there’s no need for me to describe in the details again?”

Klein took out a five-pound note he recently received as he watched Henry Augustus I’s portrait depart him.

After seriously checking the anti-counterfeit watermark, the woman stored away the note seriously and handed a form to Klein.

“Please feel in your detailed information. Let me prepare the receipt for you.”

There’s a receipt? You should bill it to Blackthorn Security Company… Klein was amused by his own thoughts as he picked up a fountain pen on the desk. With the blackish-blue ink, he filled in his name, age, address, and company information.

However, he had deliberately left his date-of-birth empty. To a Seer, that provided profound mysteries about his body through his Life Path Number.

After receiving the receipt and finishing his registration as a member, the lady extended her right hand.

Angelica Barrehart, your hardworking server. This is your member cufflinks. There are special inscriptions on them

shook her hand and took

written with the root

her left hand and

familiar with? Or would you prefer to learn some divination methods from the club? We will consider inviting famous fortune-tellers of the corresponding domain to give classes. We will also

to give me any special considerations.” Klein replied with some embellishments. In addition, he inquired, “Can I begin telling the fortunes of others? I’m not a

and not learn the divination methods

said, “You can tell the fortunes of people anytime in the club. However, before we confirm your skills, we will not

to gain at advantage

so we will be taking a quarterpence for fees…” Angelica repeated the various rules first before writing Klein’s information into the fortune-teller album which

the meeting room at the far end of the corridor with a

Hanass Vincent is currently explaining astrolabe divination. You can find a quiet spot to listen in. You can also raise your questions if there are

the meeting room with his interest piqued. He wanted to know the differences between what

Angelica chased up and whispered, “Mr. Moretti, would you want coffee or

considered as one of the inferior varieties, but he also knew that they were definitely of better quality than the ones he had at home. After some thought, he said, “A cup of Southville coffee. Three teaspoons

red wine; many important figures were fond of them. However, their coffee was relatively

in a bit.”

walked to the half-closed door and heard a voice in a thick Awwa accent explaining, “Astrolabe divination

a sentence for the speaker. He saw about five tables placed in a circle inside the meeting room. It surrounded a middle-aged man in

brown hair was thick and hard.

from that, there was nothing unique

nodded gently without stopping his

his pocket while the other held his cane. He found a seat to the sides and sat down, leaning back comfortably in

taking notes, whispering,

cane down, Klein adjusted his halved top hat and tapped his glabella twice in

his gaze at Hanass and saw the different colors, brightness, and thickness of his

other part of his body is healthy except that part. I wonder what’s wrong…” Klein listened to

his mouth to prevent his laughter from sounding.

could only make a general

again as though he was pondering over what Hanass had just

by determining the positions of the sun, moon, blue and red

to be able to calculate the states of the planets and constellations which was rather complicated. Of course, there were publications that aided people to look up the values. Some even simplified it by making a vague read with just

to time, he would caress the hanging topaz at his sleeve

time, Hanass rubbed his glabella and said, “Perhaps you will need to attempt at creating your own astrolabe. Ask me if

a white shirt and black vest got up with a smile and walked to

to meet you. I’m

Moretti.” Klein stood up and returned the

too complicated. Every time I hear about it, I can’t help