Chapter 54: The First Divination Requester

Upon seeing Klein's odd expression, Angelica immediately felt her

beliefs waver.

"Is that so? Mr. Glacis mentioned that you were able to tell of an

ailment in his lungs simply from observation..."

Her voice softened until she finally shut up.

Observation? A dark glabella? Klein was instantly enlightened

as he shook his head with a chortle.

"I believe Mr. Glacis was mistaken."

He was planning on being perfunctory, but after recalling that no one

sought his divination services the entire afternoon yesterday, his mind

whirled. It affected his goal of acting as a Seer, so he explained,

"It's actually a form of divination."

"Divination? But Mr. Glacis only mentioned that you observed his face.

That's also considered divination?" asked Angelica in shock and doubt.

Klein smiled, composed.

"As a member of the Divination Club, you should know about palm-reading,

right?"

Palm-reading was not patented by the Foodaholic Empire. Even on Earth,

India and old Europe had developed similar principles, much less in a

world with Beyonder powers.

"I know about it, but it seems you did not read his palm? Were you

observing him in secret?" asked Angelica curiously.

"I was using face-reading." Klein cooked up a lie. "Its principles

aren't very different from palm-reading at a fundamental level."

"Really?" Angelica's eyes were filled with disbelief.

In order to develop his career as a Seer, Klein chuckled. He pretended

to be in thought as he tapped his glabella twice.

He focused his eyes and Angelica's aura presented itself. Her head was

purple, her limbs were red, her throat was blue... There was no problems

with her health except for some colors being duller. However, that was a

manifestation of ordinary fatigue.

Klein then looked at her emotions and saw orange mixed in with some red

and blue. It also meant warmth coupled with some excitement and thought.

Thankfully... After realizing that there was nothing abnormal

about her, Klein planned on deactivating his Spirit Vision. But it was

at that moment when he suddenly saw rich darkness hidden in the depths

of her emotional colors.

*Furthermore, she is lacking a little of white---an eagerness to

improve...* Klein nodded while in thought.

"Mr. Moretti, were you reading my face?" Seeing the young gentleman in

black in front of her turn silent abruptly while seriously sizing her

up, Angelica keenly noticed something. She asked in a half-curious and

half-worried manner.

Klein did not immediately reply. Instead, he tapped his glabella lightly

as he wore a look of scrutiny.

Just as Angelica was feeling unease, he said warmly, "Madam Angelica,

there are some sorrows and pains which you should not seal in your

heart."

Angelica's eyes widened as her mouth turned agape. However, she did not

say a word.

She looked at Klein in his halved top hat with an apparent scholarly

bearing. She heard him use a deep, comforting and warm voice to say,

"You need to either go mountain climbing, a game of tennis, or perform a

tragic play to exhaust your body due to exercising. Let your tears flow

down uninhibited, then cry and scream. Express all those emotions.

"That will be very helpful to your health."

The moment those words entered her ears, Angelica felt like she had

transformed into a statue. She stood there motionless.

She tried hard to blink as she lowered her head in a fluster, saying

deeply, "Thank you for your suggestion..."

"It seems like there are many members here today?" Klein did not

continue. As though he had not done any divinations prior, he turned to

his side and looked to the meeting room at the end of the corridor.

"Sunday afternoon... at least fifty members..." Angelica's voice sounded

a little hoarse. She only mentioned the key terms.

She paused as her vocal pace gradually returned to normal.

"Do you want tea or coffee?"

"Sibe black tea." Klein nodded slightly. He politely took off his hat

and slowly walked to the meeting room.

Only when he vanished behind the door did Angelica exhale slowly.

The Divination Club's meeting room was very large. It was nearly twice

the size of Klein's high school classroom.

In the past, only five or six members would be present, making it look

extremely empty. Now, there were dozens of fortune-tellers sitting in

different spots. They filled up most of the room.

Sunlight shone into the room through the few oriel windows. The members

were either discussing softly among themselves or asking Hanass Vincent

questions. Otherwise, they were practicing and attempting divination or

drinking coffee and reading newspapers by themselves.

Such a scene made Klein feel like he was back to his schooling days on

Earth. The difference was that it was noisier and more rowdy back then,

without the tranquility of the meeting room.

He looked around, but he didn't see familiar faces like Glacis or Edward

Steve. So, he casually picked up a divination textbook, found a corner,

and started flipping through it leisurely.

Very soon, Angelica came in with a cup of tea and left it on the table

before Klein.

As she was leaving quietly, she suddenly saw Mr. Moretti take out an

exquisite-looking silver chain from his left sleeve. There was a chunk

of pure topaz hanging on the silver chain.

What is he doing? Angelica slowed down subconsciously and

focused her gaze at Klein.

Klein held the silver chain with his left hand and allowed the topaz to

hang above the Sibe black tea, just short of touching the surface of the

liquid.

With a serene expression, he half-closed his eyes and the atmosphere

around him suddenly turned quiet.

The topaz started moving slightly, along with the special looking silver

chain, in a clockwise direction.

Upon seeing this, Angelica found Mr. Moretti extremely mysterious.

"The black tea you provide is great," Klein said softly after he opened

his eyes with a smile.

His actions were intentionally done for Angelica to see!

If he wanted people to select him for his divination services,

Angelica's recommendation was a very crucial factor!

Since he wanted to act as a Seer, Klein no longer had any reservations.

He completely personified the identity.

"Yes, Mr. Vannas is very picky about the quality of tea," Angelica said,

stunned.

Klein put away his spirit pendulum by winding it properly. Then, he

raised the white porcelain cup with floral design. With a smile, he

gestured politely at her with his cup.

Angelica returned to the reception hall, but she no longer had the mood

to read magazines. She sat there, gazing into the distance. It was a

wonder what she was thinking about.

This continued until there were knocks on the door. She jolted awake and

hurriedly looked at the entrance, only to see a lady dressed in a

light-blue dress.

The lady took off her veiled hat with a powder blue ribbon. She looked

calm and melancholic.

"Good afternoon, esteemed lady. Would you like to join the Divination

Club, or are you looking for a divination?" Angelica asked like

clockwork.

"I want a divination." The lady had a beautiful pair of eyes hidden with

sorrow, and she bit her lower lip as she spoke.

Angelica guided her to the sofa and explained to her how the Divination

Club worked in detail.

She picked up an album and handed it over.

"You can pick anyone."

In her low spirits, the lady flipped through the album seriously. As

there were too many club members there that day, there were too many

choices. It left her quite upset.

"Can you recommend one? From these few pages." She pointed at the middle

section of the album, omitting the fortune-tellers priced above two soli

and those below four pence.

Angelica took the album and looked at it for a few minutes. She

deliberated her words before saying, "I suggest this gentleman."

The lady who looked uneasy took a glance and realized that it was a

fortune-teller named "Klein Moretti."

"Mr. Moretti just joined the club... Is his divination reliable?" she

asked worriedly.

Angelica nodded with great affirmation.

"Another member of the club and I are certain that Mr. Moretti is an

outstanding fortune-teller. If it wasn't for his just joining the club,

he wouldn't take such low fees."

"I understand." The depressed girl nodded. "I'll pick Mr. Moretti for a

divination then."

"Alright, please hold on for a second." Angelica took the album and

walked towards the meeting room.

She came next to Klein and said with a suppressed voice, "Mr. Moretti,

someone wants you to divine for them. Which room would you like to use?"

That was effective. My first "business" is here. Klein put

down his teacup and nodded calmly as he said, "Topaz room."

"Alright." Angelica walked slowly ahead of him and led him to Topaz room

before opening its wooden door.

Klein sat behind the table that had various divination tools on it. He

waited less than a minute before he saw a woman in a light-blue dress

walk in. She looked down and melancholic.

Seizing the opportunity when she was closing the door, he tapped his

glabella twice.

*The yellow color in her stomach seems a little dull... The dark color

of her emotions is very heavy, mainly worry and anxiety.* Klein

looked her over carefully and leaned backwards. He then lifted his hand

to cut off his Spiritual Vision.

"Good day, Mr. Moretti." The woman in the light-blue dress sat down.

"Good afternoon, how may I address you?" Klein asked politely, not

carrying much hope of getting an answer.

As a keyboard warrior, he knew that many people were not willing to use

their real names during divination.

"You can call me Anna." The girl put her veiled cap aside. She looked at

Klein with mixed anticipation and doubt, and said, "I would like to

divine about my fiancé's situation. He traveled to the Southern

Continent in March for a business deal. He sent me and his family a

telegram last month on the third, saying that he was going to set sail

and return. But he did not return after twenty days. At first, I

believed that his delay was due to the Berserk Sea's weather, but as of

today, it has been more than a month. The ship he took, the Alfalfa,

still hasn't arrived at Enmat Harbor."

The ocean that separated the Northern and Southern continent was called

the Berserk Sea. It was well known for natural calamities and its

countless dangerous currents. If it was not for Emperor Roselle, who

sent men to discover a few safer sailing routes, countries in the

Northern Continent would still have yet to enter the age of

colonization, let alone lay an underwater cable to complete a

transoceanic telegraph.

Klein looked at his very first client of his career as a Seer and asked

carefully, "Which divination method do you wish to use?"