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Chapter 131: "Singer" Recipe

Chapter 131: "Singer" Recipe

In a European-style courtyard, two extremely beautiful young ladies sat opposite each other. Next to them was a three-tiered dessert stand. On the stand were all kinds of exquisite and delicious desserts, including king cakes, egg tarts, hot cross buns, jams, pies, fruit puddings... Eve didn't know the names of many of the desserts, because these desserts were all developed by chefs hired by the Hall family and were delicacies that could only be enjoyed in the Hall family.

There was a plate of apple-shaped ice cream in front of Eve. He scooped a small spoonful of ice cream with a silver spoon and put it in his mouth. The cool, delicate texture and rich, sweet taste immediately conquered his taste buds.

The ice cream of the nobles is like a small statue, delicate and beautiful. Chefs carve ice cream into various shapes, and then decorate it with flower petals or fruits, which is so beautiful that people are reluctant to destroy it. In addition to the beauty, chefs have not forgotten the taste of ice cream, soft cream, cool smoothie, delicious fruit... The perfect fusion makes summer become its taste.

Eve usually doesn't pay much attention to the appearance of food. She is satisfied as long as it looks good. Her cooking skills are only average. If she wants both the appearance and the taste, she often gets neither. But who doesn't like beautiful and delicious food?

If Audrey hadn't been here, he would have eaten all the ice cream.

Audrey put down the spoon and wiped her mouth with a handkerchief. After Eve swallowed the food, she spoke again, "Miss Eve, excuse me, do you know what parties are held in Backlund?"

She had asked Fors and Sherman before, but there was no news about the party they were attending being held this week.

Eve had guessed Audrey's intention when she dismissed the maids. She put down the spoon in her hand and said with a smile, "I do know some gatherings. Does Miss Audrey need any formula or spell? After all, the extraordinary materials should be piled up like a mountain in the Hall family's warehouse."

"Yes," Audrey nodded, "I need a recipe, the 'Singer' recipe."

After spending some time together, Audrey knew that Eve was not the kind of person who would ask questions, so she told her without worry. In fact, this was something that could not be hidden, and when Eve took her to the party, she would know.

"The formula for the 'Singer of Praise'?" Eve chuckled, the sunlight shining into her sea-blue eyes, as if she had fallen into a sea of stars, beautiful and deep. "What a coincidence, I just happen to know the formula for the 'Singer of Praise'."

"Really?"

Audrey's eyes lit up and her body unconsciously leaned forward slightly. Her soft golden hair fell in front of her chest and swayed slightly in the breeze.

"Of course," Eve folded her hands on her legs, sitting in a dignified and proper posture, "If you are worried about the authenticity of the formula, you can take it first and pay the reward after the gentleman or lady becomes a 'singer'."

"No, of course I believe in Miss Eve's integrity," Audrey immediately shook her head, "You are a trustworthy lady, I am just too surprised."

As if to enhance the credibility of her words, Audrey continued, "I will pay you. What does Miss Eve need? Gold pounds, extraordinary materials, or formulas. Hmm... If it's a formula, you may have to wait for a while."

Eve lowered her head, staring at the ice cream in front of her, as if she was thinking about something.

After a few seconds, Eve raised her head and said, "Extraordinary materials, I need an agate peacock egg, is that ok?"

Agate peacock eggs?

Audrey immediately thought of Miss Queen, who had also bought agate peacock eggs from her.

The girl pursed her lips, hesitated for a few seconds, then opened her lips slightly to reveal a small gap. Her lips moved a few times and then closed again.

So far, the "Queen" has not purchased the formula from the Tarot Club, so Audrey does not know the specific path and sequence of the "Queen".

However, the materials she purchased were a breakthrough point, and through those extraordinary materials, the specific path and sequence of the "Queen" could be determined.

If she asked Miss Eve which path and sequence of potion materials the agate peacock eggs were from, it would be equivalent to asking Miss Eve for an incomplete potion formula, and it might also be misunderstood as exploring her path.

There is no way Miss "Queen" would not buy the formula. The reason she doesn't buy it now may be because her sequence is relatively high and she thinks we don't have it. In the future, when Mr. "Hanged Man" and Mr. "Sun" and I become mid-sequence or even high-sequence, we should have a chance to know.

It is also possible that Miss "Queen" already has the formula she needs and is collecting materials. Well... If this is the case, then Miss "Queen" will ask to buy the formula at the next Tarot Club.

And there is no need for me to explore the specific path and sequence of Miss Queen. For extraordinary people, their own path and sequence are things that cannot be easily told to others.

With this in mind, Audrey gave up the idea of asking.

Eve looked up, still wearing her standard, top-hat smile, "Do you need me to tell you now, Miss Audrey?"

Audrey nodded, and her forest-bright eyes looked at Eve seriously.

"The main ingredients of the 'Singer' are a crystal sunflower or the tail feathers of an adult flint bird or the tail feathers of a firebird, a Siren Stone or a Singing Sunflower, and the auxiliary ingredients are a stalk of midsummer grass, five drops of July wine, and a dark leaf of the elf."

In order to prevent Audrey from mishearing or forgetting, Eve kindly repeated it twice.

Audrey listened carefully and memorized the entire recipe in her mind, repeating it over and over in her head to prevent herself from remembering it wrong or forgetting it.

A few minutes later, after making sure she had memorized everything, Audrey looked up and thanked her very happily, "Thank you very much, Miss Eve."

"You're welcome." Eve smiled, "This is just a normal transaction."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Well, I will deliver the agate peacock egg to Miss Eve as soon as possible. Should I send it directly to Miss Eve's residence?" Audrey said. Last time, she asked her brother Alfred to find the agate peacock egg. Although he said that only one was needed, Alfred still found two for his sister and kept the other one as a backup. Today, the backup was just used.

Eve nodded.

The two chatted for a while and then ended the afternoon tea. Audrey stood up, said goodbye to Eve, and trotted away, as if she had something to do.

Audrey was wearing a turquoise dress with gold embroidery. The wide trumpet sleeves completely covered the girl's arms, and the heavy skirt was held up by the bustle. This was Audrey's loose clothes, allowing her to jog.

This set of clothes is actually quite hot to wear. The gentlemen and ladies of Loen always pay great attention to decency. Even in the hot summer, gentlemen have to wear coats, shirts and hats neatly, and ladies have to wear more, such as petticoats, petticoats, outer skirts, coats... Their clothes often reflect their status and wealth. Zhou Mingrui once complained to him that he missed the short sleeves and air conditioning in the past.

Thinking of Zhou Mingrui, Eve thought of Melissa again, the smart girl who might become her sister in the future.

Zhou Mingrui was not planning to let Melissa become an official extraordinary person, as official extraordinary people were much more dangerous than wild extraordinary people, but he definitely wanted to let Melissa come into contact with the Night Watchmen.

At present, he did not teach Melissa much extraordinary knowledge. He just asked her not to listen, not to watch, and suppress her curiosity. He also vaguely revealed the acting method and bought Melissa the "Generalist" potion from him.

In order to save money, Zhou Mingrui only bought the potion but not the formula, and Eve was honest enough to give him a 20% discount.

The auxiliary materials of the potion were not expensive, so Eve did not include them in her calculations. She only charged for the main material of a bottle of potion, 400 pounds, which was 320 pounds after a 20% discount. Zhou Mingrui had saved a lot of money from hunting pirates, and was already considered a small wealthy man. However, when paying, Eve always felt that what she took away was not gold pounds but Zhou Mingrui's flesh and blood.

My hands were shaking and my eyes were full of heartache.

(End of this chapter)Chapter 132 New Diary

Chapter 132 New Diary

Above the eternal gray fog, three red lights suddenly gushed out like fountains, and in a flash, they gradually dissipated.

The red light dissipated, revealing three figures.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool."

Audrey stood up and greeted everyone in a cheerful tone.

"This time, I found two pages of Roselle's diary."

She bought it from Miss Sherman.

Audrey's tone was filled with anticipation. She had already paid back her reward, and this time, Roselle's diary could be counted as her contribution to Mr. Fool. In the future, she could directly ask Mr. Fool for help or answers.

As the girl spoke, she had already imagined Roselle's diary.

"very good."

Klein said with satisfaction, silently praying in his heart that there might be some useful information.

He raised his hand, and two pages of Roselle's diary flew into Klein's hand.

"January 17th. I haven't seen Miss Margaret for a long time. I miss her charming eyes so much."

"January 22nd. No, He must be sick."

"March 4th. Today I met Eve's follower, Erinye. What a beautiful lady she is. Her long, smooth brown hair and beautiful blue eyes are so charming."

Eirene... Klein silently memorized the name in his heart.

"On March 5, I invited Miss Erinye to go fishing with me, but she refused. She said she needed to manage the entire Rose Club and was very busy, so she had no time to fish. Is this why Eve is free?"

Ah... this...

Klein sympathized with Miss Erinye for a few seconds.

"On March 16th, Mrs. Crist became pregnant. It was a strange feeling to know that the woman I once loved was going to be a mother."

"March 18th, damn! Eve said that Mrs. Christ was pregnant with his brother. What's going on! Is his father still alive? And he gave him a brother! He is still strong at his old age. It is so scary. If Eve suddenly said to me now, "I was lying. The child is actually yours, Russell Gustav's." I would not be scared.

Klein's pupils constricted as he tried to suppress the shock in his heart. He gathered the gray fog around him, covering himself tightly to prevent Miss Justice from noticing anything unusual.

"So he's the reincarnation of his brother. I'm so scared. By the way, does reincarnation exist in this world?"

Klein also breathed a sigh of relief. If Eve's father still existed in this world, he might be in the same predicament as himself.

"On March 19th, I went to ask Eve about the details of his brother. Eve told me that his brother was called Ouroboros, a mercury snake, and they were not related by blood.

I was surprised and asked, is Ouroboros a snake demon? Eve looked at me as if I were a fool. She said that the mercury snake is the name of the "monster" path sequence one, and there is another name called "the snake of fate". They have a special ability called "restart", and Ouroboros is now in the restart state. "

It turned out to be another Sequence One Archangel. I must quickly build a good relationship with him and expand my circle of relationships among gods. The cultivation of the golden finger must start from the fetus.

How can I improve my relationship with a fetus? If I talk to Ouroboros in front of him, can he hear me? But if I do that, Mrs. Christ will probably think I'm crazy and kick me out. "

Klein read it with great interest, memorizing all the information mentioned in the diary.

He knew more than the Emperor Roselle at the time. Ouroboros was not a Sequence One Archangel, but the Angel of Destiny, the King of Angels. When he saw this name, he guessed that Ouroboros' path was related to destiny, but he didn't know which one it was.

He wanted to continue reading, but this page of the diary was gone, and the other page was obviously not a sequel to this one.

Klein thought with some regret, "Mrs. Christ? I haven't heard of her. I'll go back and look up the information. I hope I can find some clues."

"October 3rd. A long time has passed, but there is still no contact with the missing ship. I decided to make a telegraph and give it another try. Maybe the God-Forsaken Land hides a way to return home."

Hmm?

Klein looked at this paragraph and thought of the three pages of Russell's diary that he had seen in Mr. Neil's hands.

There was a page that mentioned that Emperor Roselle had lost contact with the ship that was searching for the mysterious place. Unexpectedly, he could still see the follow-up.

However, my sister did not tell Emperor Roselle about the God-Forsaken Land, otherwise Emperor Roselle would not have to look for it.

"It's been so long since I came to this world. I feel like I'm about to forget what my parents look like and how they sound."

Klein looked at this sentence in silence, feeling a little confused for a moment. He knew that Emperor Roselle must have failed. There was no way to return home in the God-Forsaken Land, otherwise his sister would have gone back long ago.

Emperor Roselle failed, and my sister didn't succeed either. Can I succeed?

No, don't think like that… Klein threw away the random thoughts in his head… No matter what, he had to give it a try, just in case.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"On October 11th, Mr. Zaratul told me that if I wanted to find the Forsaken Land of God, I could look for Eve. She knew how to enter and exit the Forsaken Land of God."

"Why didn't you tell me such an important thing earlier?"

"On October 20th, I found Eve and hoped that she could take me to the God-Forsaken Land. She agreed and suggested that I bring more food. She also gave me several bags with independent spaces for storage and asked me to fill them up. Damn, is she trying to bankrupt me?"

"On October 21st, the bags were filled to the brim. We were really going bankrupt. The nobles thought there was going to be a war."

"October 23rd, I came back from the God-forsaken Land today, and I am deeply moved.

Many cities have been destroyed. In the three days in the God-Forsaken Land, only one or two cities have survivors, but some of these survivors have been deformed. Eve said that the God-Forsaken Land cannot be cultivated normally, so these survivors can only survive by eating monsters, which not only tastes bad but also pollutes.

I knew why Eve suggested that I bring food. I gave all the food I brought to the residents of the first city-state I encountered, but the food could not last long, and when I encountered the second city-state with survivors, I had no food left.

Eve asked me if I wanted to continue walking, and I said of course I wanted to. I asked her, are all the cities in the God-forsaken Land like this? Eve shook her head and told me that there was actually one city-state that was luckier than the others. They had normal food to eat, but being in such an environment was really not lucky at all.

We didn't go to that special city-state, but continued to move forward in the original direction. On the way, we met a guy wearing a monocle, a nasty guy, who parasitized me before we even met. Whoever wants this gift can take it, but I can't afford it anyway."

The diary ended here. Klein guessed that the diary of this day did not record what happened that day, but Emperor Roselle's summary of his journey to the God-Forsaken Land. Therefore, it was particularly long and could not fit on one page. The excerpter did not copy the subsequent content of this page on the back.

What a pity, Klein thought to himself.

The special city-state should refer to Silver City, but who is that guy wearing a monocle?

Klein felt that the follow-up to this part should mention that mysterious person, but now it came to an abrupt end. He didn't even know the gender of that mysterious person.

Parasitism... This reminded him of the angel in Leonard's body, so the person that Emperor Roselle met should be a demigod who was a "thief".

He's already parasitizing me before we even met... It seems like this demigod is not easy to get along with.

Klein collected his thoughts, glanced around, and said, "You can communicate freely now."

(End of this chapter)Chapter 133 Ancient Existence

Chapter 133 Ancient Existence

Audrey turned her gaze to Derrick and said with a smile, "Mr. Sun, I got the formula for the Singer."

Derrick had a noticeable smile on his face and immediately replied, "I also got the formula for 'Psychoanalyst'."

"That's great," Audrey said happily, and turned to Klein, "Mr. Fool, we would like to request a private conversation."

Klein nodded.

After requesting a private conversation, Audrey spoke first, "The main ingredients for the 'Singer' are a crystal sunflower, the tail feathers of an adult flint bird, or the tail feathers of an arson bird, a Siren Stone, or a singing sunflower. The auxiliary ingredients are a stalk of midsummer grass, five drops of July wine, and a dark leaf of the elf."

After she finished speaking, Audrey repeated it twice to prevent Derrick from forgetting it.

Derrick was stunned when he heard the formula. He knew that the names used by Silver City and Miss Justice were very different. The names used by Silver City now were ancient names for Miss Justice and her friends. Many people no longer used them, and not many even knew about them. Derrick was ready to ask Mr. Fool or Miss Queen for help.

Then he realized that Miss Justice might have taken his situation into consideration and changed the name to an ancient one on purpose, and his eyes were immediately filled with gratitude.

"Thank you very much, Miss Justice," Derrick said gratefully.

"You're welcome," Audrey said happily, "You also helped me find the formula for 'psychoanalyst'."

Derrick scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly, "But I can't change the name of the material to the name you use, but Miss Justice looked up the ancient name of the material specifically for me."

"An ancient name?"

Audrey was stunned for a moment, a trace of confusion flashed across her face, "Are the names of these materials ancient?"

That's impossible. Why would Miss Eve use the ancient name of the material?

The girl recalled the formula in her mind again, and found a suspicious point that she had overlooked before. She muttered to herself: "Can the ingredients of the potion... be replaced?"

She didn't know much about Feifan and had only seen three formulas in total. Because she trusted Eve, she didn't doubt it.

Is Miss Eve really cheating on me?

The formula is fake?

How is that possible...

Derrick obviously didn't expect this to happen. He was stunned for a few seconds before coming to his senses and saying uncertainly, "I don't know the names of the materials used in the world outside the God-Forsaken Land, but the names used in the City of Silver have never changed. Perhaps these materials are lucky enough not to have their names changed."

Audrey frowned and put her right hand on her chest. She felt a little uneasy. What if there was something wrong with the potion formula?

She couldn't even imagine it.

"Can the ingredients of the potion be replaced?" Audrey asked, "I mean, the main ingredient."

"I don't know," Derrick shook his head, "So far I have only come across the formula for the 'Psychoanalyst' potion."

Audrey lowered her eyes and pursed her lips. Her emotions were undetectable in the gray mist.

I should have been more cautious...

The transaction with Miss Eve was not a transaction at the Tarot Club, and there was no Mr. Fool as a witness.

The last time I went to an extraordinary party with Miss Eve to buy the recipe, I also asked the party organizer to verify the authenticity of the recipe.

However, Audrey still didn't want to believe that Miss Eve was deceiving her. Miss Eve even proposed to pay the "Sun" after he became the "Singer".

If the formula was really fake, she was more inclined to believe that Miss Eve had also been deceived.

"I'm sorry." Audrey took a deep breath and imagined the formula. She turned her gaze towards Klein and raised her hand and said, "Mr. Fool, I would like to apply to verify the authenticity of the formula."

The Fool nodded and waved his hand. The piece of paper with the formula of the Singer was in his hand.

Klein did not have the ability to verify the authenticity of the formula, at least not in the Tarot Club.

The Fool takes out the yellow crystal pendulum to divine the authenticity of the formula of Sequence Nine...

It was really unworthy of The Fool. Klein couldn't do such a socially disastrous thing.

But he was not panicked at all, because he knew clearly that this recipe was obtained by Miss Justice from her elder sister, and it could definitely not be fake.

Klein pretended to glance at it and returned the formula. He said in a deep voice, "The formula is real."

Audrey breathed a sigh of relief, and her mood quickly recovered. She thought happily, "Miss Eve is a trustworthy lady, and she will definitely not deceive me."

But why did Miss Eve use the ancient names? Or have the names of these ingredients really not changed?

"The person who gave you the formula should be an ancient being," Audrey heard Mr. Fool's low and steady voice slowly say, "This being may have seen something."

Ancient existence...

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Miss Eve... may be more powerful and more ancient than I thought...

That's awesome!

Audrey's eyes lit up, her beautiful forest-green eyes sparkling with pride.

Derrick and Audrey had different concerns. He asked apprehensively, "What did you see...did this being see that Miss Justice was making a deal with me, a resident of Silver City?"

Thinking of the possible dangers and opportunities hidden behind this, Derrick's mood suddenly became like an overturned seasoning table, with all kinds of emotions mixed together in a mess.

"perhaps."

The Fool replied calmly, neither denying nor confirming.

Klein had no psychological burden regarding exposing Eve's identity. He did not believe that Eve would make such a big mistake. If Eve minded exposing her identity, she would not have given such a formula as Eve even if it was to take care of the "Sun". He could have given the "Sun" a free answer as the "Queen".

He is not afraid of others revealing His identity, as can be seen from the fact that He walks around in the world with His real name and appearance.

To be honest, Klein even suspected that he would not be surprised if one day in the future, Eve took the initiative to reveal her identity just to give Miss Justice a big "surprise".

If my sister really did that... Klein imagined it... what a bad taste...

Derrick looked a little gloomy after not getting an accurate answer. He raised his head and told Audrey the formula of "psychoanalyst" in a light tone.

The transaction session is over and it is time for free conversation.

Klein sat at the head of the group, listening quietly to their conversation. When the conversation was almost over, he announced the end of the meeting.

The Tarot Club members stood up, saluted and said,

"Your will is our will."

(End of this chapter)Chapter 134 My Fortune Teller Student

Chapter 134 My Fortune Teller Student

The sunlight shone through the French windows, scattered on the mahogany floor, and stopped at the foot of the wide armchair. The gorgeous and mysterious vines and floral patterns were winding on the soft beige seat back, but they were blocked by the beautiful lady leaning on the seat, unable to show her charm.

The girl's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Come on, Audrey... After coming down from the gray fog, the girl silently cheered herself up in her heart.

She took out paper and pen from the drawer, ready to organize her thoughts and make a plan.

There are only four things she needs to do now:

One was to help the Sun find the next formula. A Sequence 9 formula could not be traded for a Sequence 7 formula, so she needed to continue to help the Sun find the Sequence 8 formula. She already had a direction for this matter, and that was Miss Eve. If Miss Eve was really an ancient being, she should have a lot of formulas. Audrey decided to start with Miss Eve.

The second is to digest the potion. Audrey can feel that she has digested half of the potion. Maybe she can be promoted to a "mind reader" in a month.

The third is to test whether Miss Fors has any relationship with the Abraham family. Audrey has already figured this out. She plans to re-copy her occult notes, and then select some of the information provided by the "Queen" and put it in the front, waiting for the right opportunity to show Miss Fors. She has copied one-third of it now, and for the sake of authenticity, Audrey plans to hide the real one and make the fake one look older. Although Audrey cherishes her notes and has kept them well, the traces of time will treat everything equally.

The fourth is to test Miss Eve's identity. Audrey has no clue about this matter yet, so she plans to start with Ruirui.

Audrey went over the four things in her mind and wrote them down on paper in order of importance. She then marked some information next to the events, writing a lot in a mess.

The pendulum of the wall clock kept swinging. About half an hour later, Audrey sat up and took out a box of matches from the drawer.

Crack!

The orange flame flickered slightly, reflected in the emerald green eyes.

Audrey slowly brought the flame closer to the paper filled with plans, watching the flame devour the paper bit by bit, spitting out streaks of ashes.

Just like a detective in a novel...

As Audrey dealt with the ashes, she thought excitedly, "Detective girl Audrey and her assistant Susie will overcome numerous obstacles and find the truth."

…

After coming down from Sefirah Castle, Klein did not lie back on his soft and comfortable bed like he did before and enjoy his vacation.

After Klein got dressed, he went out with his cane.

He would earn back double the club fee before leaving, and then hand it over to Melissa openly, and confidently tell his sister that he was not a stupid brother who would spend money recklessly.

No, I am indeed a stupid guy... Sitting in the carriage on the way to the club, Klein thought about the vacation that was slipping away from him, and his heart became more and more sad... If I couldn't raise the price, I would have to work overtime...

Klein regretted more than once that he had claimed to be a true fortune teller, which resulted in him being unable to raise his price at all.

Why...

After sighing silently, Klein comforted himself in his heart, "My reputation has been established now. Many people come to me for divination. A little bit will add up to a lot. One penny accumulated will become one soli, and one soli saved will become one pound."

Inside the carriage, Klein was calculating his divination income in his mind. Outside the carriage, there was the sound of horse hooves clattering continuously. The coachman tightly grasped the rope and moved through the crowd, taking his passengers to their destination.

Klein picked up his cane and followed the crowd out of the carriage.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Klein," said Ms. Angelica in the reception hall, as enthusiastically as ever. "Yesterday a gentleman came to you for divination, but unfortunately you were not there at the time. The gentleman will come to the club today."

My fame is growing... Klein nodded, thinking with some pride.

"Good afternoon, Ms. Angelica," Klein raised his hat slightly and greeted her, "You are still so beautiful today. I am glad to hear the news you brought."

"I'm glad you like the news. I told that gentleman," Angelica said, "There's a high chance that Mr. Klein will show up at the club after 3 p.m. on Monday."

Klein smiled and said jokingly, "It sounds like you're researching how to capture me."

"Haha," Ms. Angelica also laughed, "Not strictly speaking, this can be considered a kind of capture. Of course, we don't use nets or other tools, but black tea and coffee."

"Well," Klein raised the cane in his hand, "I'd like a cup of black tea. Thank you very much."

"Oh, no problem. Mr. Klein, would you like to go to the lounge first?" Ms. Angelica replied cheerfully.

Klein nodded and followed Angelica through the corridor to an empty lounge. Ms. Angelica made some tea and hurried back to the reception hall.

Klein picked up the black tea and sipped it while waiting for the fortune-teller.

The tea was reduced bit by bit, and when half of it was left, Klein heard a knock on the door.

Angelica's voice then rang out, "Mr. Klein, someone wants you to do a divination. Which divination room do you want to use?"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"The Citrine Room."

Klein opened the door and turned to look behind Angelica, and a familiar figure came into view.

Mr. Azik!

Why is Mr. Azik here?

Is he the gentleman from yesterday?

Klein's confusion didn't last long, as Ms. Angelica told him the answer.

"This gentleman is the one who came to ask for divination yesterday. You were not there at the time, and he chose Mr. Ian McColl."

Why are they all going to the Fortune Teller Club... Klein thought awkwardly... I haven't noticed that Mr. Azik likes fortune telling before. Could it be because of something that happened in the past?

"Good afternoon, Klein."

Azik's steady voice suddenly sounded, and he leaned on his cane and took two steps forward to the two of them.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Azik." Klein used his "Joker" ability to control his expression and greeted Mr. Azik as usual, but his eyes subconsciously looked behind Mr. Azik, trying to see if there was a familiar figure behind him.

Ms. Angelica looked at the two with a hint of surprise in her eyes. For some reason, she suddenly remembered Mr. Klein's sister two weeks ago when she saw this scene.

Angelica guessed that something was wrong at the time, but out of professional ethics, she didn't ask anything, and she didn't ask Mr. Klein later.

The pretty lady dutifully took out the key and opened the Citrine Divination Room.

Klein breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the door of the divination room open, and immediately invited Mr. Azik in.

They need a separate space for communication.

(End of this chapter)Chapter 135 Divination Results

Chapter 135 Divination Results

"I saw your name on the list," Azik said as he sat on a wide armchair, his eyes filled with the gentleness of an elder, "What a surprise."

"I'm surprised too," Klein raised his lips slightly, and subconsciously stroked the yellow crystal pendulum wrapped around his left hand. "Mr. Azik, is this the Fortune Teller Club to predict your past?"

Although Mr. Azik's sudden appearance in the club evoked a bad memory for him, Mr. Azik was not Melissa. He was a powerful and special Beyonder, and there was no need for her to hide anything from Mr. Azik.

"Yes," Azik said, "Miss Eve recommended the Divination Club to me. I thought since it was Miss Eve's suggestion, there might be clues to my past here."

Klein was silent.

Please don't think of Him as being so reliable.

Klein opened his mouth, and the words circled around his lips before he swallowed them back.

It was like this when I was an older sister or a older brother. I was always polite to people I didn't know well, but once I got familiar with them, I would gradually relax, and in front of people I was close to, I would just let myself go.

Therefore, in front of unfamiliar people, my sister is reliable both subjectively and objectively.

Judging from the relationship between Azik and Eve, Mr. Azik should be unfamiliar with her. Of course, it is not ruled out that Eve is deliberately pretending, but they are definitely not close. So, for Mr. Azik, Eve is indeed reliable.

But this sentence is definitely an over-interpretation... Klein added silently in his heart.

Although he thought so, Klein still asked, "Mr. Azik, do you think the clue lies with me?"

"No," Azik shook his head and said gently, "Maybe there are no clues."

When talking about the lack of clues, Mr. Azik was still as gentle and calm as usual, with a hint of smile in his eyes, and not the slightest disappointment.

Azik paused and continued, "Maybe Miss Eve just said it casually, or maybe she wants to help you attract customers, but it's not difficult to come here and give it a try, right?"

"I saw your name on the roster yesterday, and the lady told me that you might come to the club after three o'clock on Monday afternoon, so I thought of coming to see you and find a real fortune teller to predict my past."

The real fortune teller is right in front of you, Mr. Azik...

Klein held the topaz hanging from his wrist in his hand and rubbed it again and again. "Mr. Azik, I am a fortune teller and can tell fortunes for you. What method would you like to use, Mr. Azik?"

Although because of your status, I don't know what I can predict.

Azik was not surprised. He nodded and asked, "Use what you are good at. Do you need me to do anything?"

"Can you please step out for a moment, Mr. Azik? It only takes a short while."

I can't sleep if someone is watching me… Klein added in his mind.

"good."

Azik replied, standing up and leaving the room, turning around and considerately closing the door as he stepped out of the Citrine Room.

Klein retracted his gaze, picked up the paper and pen on the table, and wrote down the divination statement:

"The past of Mr. Azik Eggers."

No, that's too broad.

Klein crossed out the sentence with a pen, then took out another piece of paper and wrote:

"Mr. Azik Eggers' experiences before he lost his memory."

It should be OK... Klein thought for a few seconds, and when he felt it was OK, he put down his pen, leaned back in his chair, and used meditation to quickly enter a dream.

In the hazy, dark world, Klein vaguely saw a black mausoleum. The tall mausoleum looked like a pyramid, but it was embedded in the ground upside down.

The black mist covered the mausoleum, as if hiding a secret. In front of the black inverted pyramid, in the mist, Klein could see many figures, their heights and body shapes were extremely similar.

Klein suddenly woke up and opened his eyes.

He placed his right hand on the armrest, exerted force on his wrist, sat up, and put his left hand on his brow, resting it on the table, kneading his brow.

Those figures...are they people Mr. Azik knew in the past? That's impossible. How could it be possible that all the people Mr. Azik knew were of the same body type?

And the black inverted mausoleum, what does it symbolize?

This can't be the mausoleum of the northern continent. He is barely an expert in this field and can't be wrong. In this case, it is very likely to be the mausoleum of the southern continent, and it just so happens that Mr. Azik's past is related to the southern continent.

Klein put down his left hand and lowered his head in thought.

His intuition told him that this should be an important symbol.

Mr. Azik might know since he has studied the culture of the southern continent.

Klein stood up, walked quickly to the door and opened it.

"Mr. Azik."

Azik nodded slightly, and returned to his seat with Klein. He asked gently, "What is the result of the divination?"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"I saw a black inverted mausoleum with many similar figures standing in front of it." Klein answered truthfully.

"The black inverted mausoleum..."

A trace of surprise flashed across Azik's eyes, his brows slightly frowned, and his hand unconsciously wanted to tightly grasp the cane, but suddenly his hand was empty. The sudden feeling made his body pause and he came back to his senses.

Klein noticed Mr. Azik's expression and was surprised, but the Joker's ability prevented him from showing it.

"The black inverted mausoleum is the 'inverted pyramid' of the southern continent, which means entering the underworld from the human world. Whether in the former Balam Empire or its branch, the Highland Kingdom, which still exists today, only the so-called descendants of the God of Death can build such a mausoleum for themselves. In a sense, this is the symbol of the 'God of Death'."

After Azik finished speaking, he paused and smiled bitterly, then continued, "Yesterday's divination result was also 'Death'."

Yesterday's divination result was also "Death"?

Klein was stunned, his brows slightly furrowed, and he unconsciously stroked the yellow crystal pendulum wrapped around his left hand, again and again, his mind working rapidly.

He had come into contact with Mr. Ian McColl, who was not an extraordinary person, but Mr. Ian's divination was indeed very accurate.

Ordinary people can also do divination, but the effect is not very good and it is rarely correct. Klein guessed that Mr. Ian's inspiration should be higher than that of ordinary people, so his divination is more accurate.

But can ordinary people really predict death?

"We chose tarot divination," Azik added, "Although the 'Death God' in the tarot cards has nothing to do with the God of Death, this result still makes me feel a little uneasy. If my past is really related to the God of Death or the descendants of the God of Death, I think I will lose the courage to explore."

It turned out to be the "Death" in the tarot card. Klein breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed his body. He clasped his hands in front of him and said, "Is Mr. Azik's Death card upright or reversed?"

"Right position," Azik exhaled lightly, looking a little timid, "Mr. Ian McColl suggested that I get out of my old state."

Klein didn't say anything. He shouldn't have interfered. Giving up the current stable life to pursue an unknown past was a difficult decision.

In an instant, the Citrine room fell into silence.

After a few seconds, Azik raised his head and said gently as usual: "Thank you very much, Klein."

(End of this chapter)