“Believe me, madam, I’m not joking.”
Roger looked at the beautiful lady opposite him, who was full of hesitation, and said casually,
“I am a Seer with rich experience in Backlund, where I charge half a gold pound per session.
“If it weren’t for some trouble my Abraham Family encountered, I wouldn’t have come to Tingen City.”
Hearing him say this, although there was still suspicion in her eyes, she finally nodded:
“I understand.
I forgot to ask earlier, what is your name, sir?”
“Meters Bonwe.
And what is your beautiful name, madam?” Roger took off his wide-brimmed top hat, bowed slightly, and smiled like a gentleman.
“Angelica.
Angelica Barhart.”
Angelica replied, then showed a somewhat apologetic smile:
“Mr.
Meters Bonwe, to become a registered Seer, you need to pass a simple test.
“Although you have rich experience as a Seer in Backlund, we still lack understanding of you, so please don’t take offense.”
“No problem, how do I need to be tested?” Roger nodded.
“A relative of mine has recently encountered a rather troublesome matter, and I would like to ask you what this matter is.
It would be best if you could provide some solutions.”
“If that’s the case, I recommend using Astrological Divination.”
Roger was calm and composed, because the Star of Judgment pathway contains the authority of celestial movement rules, so it grants Beyonders strong astrological abilities at Sequence 9.
Although this astrological ability cannot be compared with the Astrologer of the Apprentice pathway at Sequence 7 or the Astrologer of the Mystery Pryer pathway at Sequence 5, when he advances to higher Sequences, he will demonstrate even greater astrological strength.
Coupled with the Abraham Family’s strong emphasis on cultivating the astrological knowledge of their descendants, Roger can now be considered an Astrologer of considerable skill.
He asked for Angelica’s birth time and place, then took out an astrolabe and drew a series of celestial symbols and lines on it.
“The matter should be related to your brother.
Does he owe money to others?”
Roger discovered the problem with just one glance.
Angelica immediately showed a shocked expression upon hearing this:
“You can tell that too?
To be honest, my brother’s business has run into problems recently, and he’s hiding from debts everywhere.
We’re all very worried about him.”
“How did you figure that out?
I also studied astrology with Mr.
Vincent, but I could never grasp the essentials.”
Roger smiled and pointed to Angelica’s astrolabe:
“Saturn, which represents loss, is in the house of wealth, and it has an unfavorable planetary aspect relationship with Mars.
You should also know that Mars generally corresponds to brothers.
“As for the solution, his business will naturally improve after a while, so there’s no need to worry.”
Upon hearing Roger say this, Angelica also breathed a sigh of relief and showed a grateful expression.
“So, did I pass my test?” Roger blinked.
“No problem from my side.”
Angelica nodded: “Your divination has helped me greatly—at least I’m no longer anxious.
In return, I can give you some personal discounts.”
From the previous conversation, she clearly heard that Roger was unwilling to pay the membership fee.
“What I mean is, even for a rotating Seer, that 5-pound membership fee is required.
But I can deduct half from each of your divination returns until you have paid in full.
“So I personally don’t recommend you price it at 8 solidi per session, because you’re new to Tingen City and don’t have much fame, so there’s no guarantee you’ll pay off all the fees within a year.”
Angelica spoke very tactfully, implying that not many people might seek Roger for divination.
“You can rest assured on that point.
If I don’t earn 10 pounds within a month, I will withdraw from the club myself.” Roger was confident.
Seeing his persistence, Angelica had no choice but to complete the registration and then handed Roger a membership cufflink.
The cufflink had a root word from Hermes as its inscription, meaning “Diviner.”
Although Roger had already performed a divination on the train to Tingen City and received positive feedback, things still went surprisingly smoothly.
“Is Haynes Vincent here today?” After putting on the cufflink, Roger asked tentatively.
Angelica raised an eyebrow; she clearly heard the deliberate hint of hostility in his voice:
“Mr.
Vincent is not here today, but he often comes on Saturdays to give divination lessons.
If you want to see him, you can try your luck on a Saturday.”
Haynes Vincent was his main target, and since there was no one else coming for divination in the club at the moment, he decided to leave temporarily.
After bidding farewell to Angelica, Roger bought a cup of Southern-style sweet iced tea, drinking it as he strolled along the streets of Tingen City, admiring the streetscape that was both familiar and strange to him, once existing only in his dreams.
“Excuse me.”
Suddenly, a beautiful young girl walking a golden retriever passed by him.
With a slight bump of their arms, the other party immediately apologized sheepishly, then led her dog away.
Roger was about to say “It’s nothing,” but then he suddenly froze.
Because this young girl reminded him of another noble lady far away in Backlund.
The test subject maid of the Dream-eating Dog…
No, it was Miss Justice, who had already met Klein in the Tarot Club.
“Perhaps I can also raise a pet?
A pet like Susie.”
Once this thought emerged, it could no longer be suppressed.
He pretended to accidentally let the silver-inlaid cane in his hand slip, watching it fall in one direction.
Roger bent down to pick up the cane, and guided by fate, walked in the direction the cane pointed.
He repeated this cane divination several times, and finally, at the corner of the upper street of Iron Cross Street, he saw a stray tabby cat, only about three months old, filthy and nearly starving, desperately digging through trash, trying to find some food inside.
His heart stirred, and he walked straight over, squatting down to look at the kitten, making cooing sounds.
The kitten was clearly not afraid of people.
Upon hearing Roger’s cooing, it immediately ran over and rubbed its dirty body against Roger’s pant leg.
“Congratulations on becoming the first member of the Tingen City Stray Cat Protection Association.”
Roger half-jokingly scratched the kitten’s chin, watching it narrow its eyes and show a look of contentment, then said,
“Hey, do you want to become an ‘Apprentice’?”
Upon hearing this, the kitten showed a fawning expression and licked Roger’s hand.
Although it didn’t understand what an Apprentice was, it could instinctively tell that this pleasant-smelling young man in front of it must be a very reliable long-term meal ticket.
As the two sides “reached an agreement,” Roger, disregarding the kitten’s dirt, directly placed it on his shoulder and walked towards the inn with it.