Lord of Mysteries

Chapter 55 Revelation

Anna, who had beautiful eyes, hesitated for more than ten seconds before saying:

"You can choose any method you think is most effective. You are a fortune teller, but I am not. Of course, besides cards, I've also tried studying tarot at home, but it always feels more like a toy, more like a game."

Klein thought for a moment, then rested his elbows on the edge of the table, clasped his hands together over his mouth and nose, and said calmly and in a deep voice:

"Then let's use astrology."

He pointed to the fountain pen and stack of white paper on the table and said:

Write down your fiancé's name, physical characteristics, address, and date of birth. If you can remember the exact time, that would be even better.

Judging from the other person's clothing, appearance, and demeanor, he believed that the other person was not illiterate.

Anna didn't answer. She reached out and pulled out a piece of white paper, picked up the fountain pen, dipped it in ink, and began to write, pausing occasionally to think.

Two minutes later, she pushed the blank sheet of paper to the other side.

Klein reached out and pressed down, turning the paper over to take in the information on it:

"Joyce Meyer, September 15, 1323, 9 p.m., 8 Stephens Street, East District, Tingen, short blond hair, nose like an eagle's beak..."

With just a glance, Klein quickly calculated the other person's birth date numerology:

"1 plus 5 equals 6".

In the mystical realm of numerology, the sum of the digits of one's birth date is called the birth number, which influences a person's life up to age 27. The birth month number (the sum of the digits of the birth month to the last digit) influences ages 27 to 54, while the birth year number (the sum of the digits of the birth year to the last digit) influences ages 54 and beyond.

Today is July 1349. Joyce is not yet 27 years old, so Klein quickly calculated his birth number.

The number 6 represents a balanced and harmonious life, and a relatively good marriage or near-marriage in which love is invested.

Immediately afterwards, he calculated the other person's annual fortune number.

The so-called annual fortune number is obtained by replacing the birth year with the current year and adding it to the birth date number and birth month number to get the approximate fortune for the year.

「1+3+4+9=17，1+7=8；8+生月灵数9+生日灵数6=23；2+3=5；流年灵数是5，表示会发生变化和意外，需要一定的冒险……」克莱恩结合实际情况，默默做出了判断，确定安娜提供的信息比较準确。

He looked up from the paper and at Anna, saying:

"Mr. Meyer departed on June 3rd?"

"If he wasn't lying, then that's the case," Anna said, biting her lip.

"Okay." Klein took the pen and jotted it down.

He looked at Anna with his dark brown eyes and said gently:

"I'm about to start drawing the corresponding horoscope. This will require some time and absolute quiet. Could you go outside and wait for a while? Angelica will get you a cup of coffee or tea."

"Okay." Anna knew that some fortune tellers had quirks, so she was not surprised. She got up, took the veil with a light blue ribbon, and left the yellow crystal room.

Klein locked the door, returned to the table, and drew up the event chart based on the year, month, day, and time, including elements such as constellations, planets, and houses (the division of positions in the sky).

Throughout this process, he hardly consulted any astrology manuals, completing the entire task purely from memory.

—During his time taking occult courses, Klein discovered that anything related to divination, once learned, could be easily mastered and quickly become second nature.

This is perhaps what a "diviner" is like... After drawing the horoscope, he felt a sense of satisfaction, and his body, mind, and spirit felt much lighter.

Looking at the results, based on the zodiac sign, the houses the planets were in, and other auxiliary symbols, he roughly judged that Joyce Meyer would encounter misfortune, but would eventually be able to overcome it.

At this point, the divination was essentially complete, but Klein valued this first "business" highly, hoping to build a good reputation for future performances. So he picked up his pen again and wrote a line of Hermesian script heavily on the paper Anna had written on:

"Joyce Meyer's current situation."

He silently repeated the sentence, memorizing the birth date and other information on the paper, over and over again.

After repeating it seven times, Klein grabbed the paper and leaned back in his chair.

He conjured a ball of light in his mind, his eyes turned deep black, and he quickly entered a meditative state.

The surroundings suddenly became ethereal, with invisible things and illusory gray mist seemingly extending endlessly above.

Klein reviewed all the contents of the paper one last time, then let himself drift off to sleep in that state.

He's going to use "dream divination"!

Repeat the questions, memorize them firmly, and then let your astral spirit roam the spirit world in your dreams to receive revelation!

Ordinary people may have similar experiences occasionally, but the "symbols" in dreams are complex and vague and difficult to remember. "Diviners" do not have this problem and can see some images directly.

Everything began to blur; Klein was half conscious and half dazed.

In the distorted, illusory world, he saw a blond young man with a hooked nose swimming frantically in a sea of ​​blood, nearly swallowed several times, but eventually managing to escape to shore.

The scene shifts and Klein sees a gray-blue house with a toy windmill at the entrance. The blond young man with the hooked nose is slowly walking inside, looking delighted.

Just then, the scene shifted again, and Klein found himself inside a magnificent palace.

The walls here are collapsed and dilapidated, with some areas even covered in moss and weeds. Through the holes around, you can see the mountain peaks outside and the white clouds that are almost touching the ground.

At the very top of the palace stands a massive stone chair, inlaid with dull gems and gold, seemingly not intended for human use.

This huge chair is empty and mottled, as if it has been weathered by the long years.

Klein looked around in confusion, not understanding why he would dream of such a scene.

His dazedness began to subside, and he subconsciously walked out of the palace, wanting to find out where he was.

Suddenly, he felt a gaze upon him, a gaze from behind!

Klein turned around abruptly and looked at the huge stone chair, where countless transparent maggots seemed to be huddled together, slowly wriggling and growing wildly.

hiss!

He suddenly opened his eyes and woke up from his dream.

Crystal balls, tarot cards, and paper with horoscopes drawn on them came into view; reality quickly triumphed over illusion.

"The initial dream was the result of divination, but what about the later ones? They seem to be targeting me?" Klein put down the paper, rubbed his temples, and frowned in thought.

He was certain that this was not a manifestation of hidden fears expressed through a dream, because he was performing a divination.

"A non-human palace atop a mountain... a silent gaze upon me... a twisted and bizarre image of worms..." Klein recalled what had happened, silently speculating, "Was it the one I communicated with through the 'Transfer Ritual,' or was it brought by the Antigonus family notes... Right, that notes mentioned the Night Kingdom of the Hornachis Mountains! The palace in my dream was on that mountain!"

He offered a brief interpretation and expressed his relief at having chosen to become a "diviner." According to Old Neil, "secret seekers" could also perform "dream divination," but they were certainly not as skilled as him.

Ugh, he's like a persistent ghost... I can only hope to catch Riel Bieber soon... Klein composed himself, picked up the paper with the astrolabe drawn on it, and slowly walked towards the door.

He opened the door and went into the reception room, where he saw Anna gazing out the window, completely ignoring the red tea in front of her.

"Ah, Mr. Moretti, did you get the result of your divination?" Anna hurriedly stood up when she caught sight of Klein out of the corner of her eye.

Klein didn't answer directly, but instead asked based on the revelations he received in his dream:

"Do you have a toy windmill in front of your house, or Mr. Meyer's house?"

Anna's eyes widened suddenly, and she remained speechless for a long time.

After a while, she murmured:

"That was a gift he gave me, right outside my door. How...how did you know...?"

This, this, this can be divined?

Klein smiled and spoke gently:

"Congratulations, Miss Anna. Mr. Joyce Meyer is a guest at your home. If you go back immediately, you should still be able to meet him. He has gone through a disaster, an unimaginable ordeal. What he needs is not questions, but comfort and a warm embrace."

"Really? Really?" Anna asked in disbelief.

The fortune tellers she knew never spoke with such certainty or gave such definitive conclusions.

"You'll find out as soon as you get home," Klein said with a gentle smile.

"Oh, Lord of Steam, is it true? My poor Joyce is back? Are you really sure? No, I can't believe it..." Anna paused, almost incoherently speaking.

She took a 1-sol note from her bag, and without waiting for Klein to give her change, she left the fortune-telling club in small, almost running steps, and hurriedly took a carriage home.

"Does this include a tip?" Klein asked, shaking his head and chuckling as he held the banknote.

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The two-wheeled carriage glided swiftly through the streets and into the eastern district.

Anna watched the street rushing past the window with a mix of trepidation, anticipation, and fear. Before long, the toy windmill came into view.

After getting off the carriage, she disregarded her own demeanor and almost stumbled to the door, ringing the doorbell.

The door creaked open, and Anna saw a blond young man dressed in a black suit. He looked haggard, but his eyes were cheerful, and he had a nose like an eagle's beak.

"I thought I was going to miss you today," Joyce said with a smile.

"...Steam above, you're really back!" Anna rubbed her eyes and exclaimed in surprise and joy.

The fortune teller was telling the truth!

No, that's a real fortune teller!

It's absolutely amazing!

Thoughts surged and boiled within Anna. Holding back tears, she rushed over and gave her fiancé a warm hug.

Outside the gray-blue house, the two embraced quietly, the toy windmill turning slowly, as if all the hardships had faded away.

(End of this chapter)