Meanwhile, Joyce is back at the Four Seasons Cafe on Enmat Street.

It was still early, and there were only a few tables of customers scattered in the café, so he chose a window seat and asked for a cup of coffee from the waiter who came by.

Although the two did not agree on any codes, Joyce believed that a soothsayer would not find the wrong person.

Looking out of the window at will, among the pedestrians passing by, there are employees rushing to work with briefcases, and there are not tall newspaper sellers waving newspapers and shouting constantly......

There is no metro in Baiam, and trams are also unpopular, so it is not easy for people to get around, but it also brings clean air and clear blue skies to the city, which is neither good nor bad.

It's no wonder that the bicycle industry has a very broad prospect, so why not rob Klein of the investment opportunity...... Forget it, let's leave some food for the panda...... I'm not short of money to spend, Joyce thought.

While he was observing others, Catlyn was also observing Joyce.

As a "soothsayer", she recognized Joyce at first sight as the strange guy who divined the future and turned out to be contradictory.

It turns out that he is also extraordinary.

This is the second time we have met this week, well, if you count the party, it should be the third time...... This degree of coincidence is very strange in the eyes of the "soothsayers".

What's even more strange is that it doesn't make sense for someone with the ability to get extraordinary traits to be interested in the basics of the occult.

Taking out a necklace made of star crystals, Katrin began divination:

"I should go see him."

"I should go see him."

…………

After seven times in a row, the crystal rotates clockwise, neither fast nor slow.

That means I should go see him...... This result made her feel a lot more relieved, and she thought that she was not unprepared, so she slowly regained a lot of courage and walked into the Four Seasons Cafe.

"See you again, 'soothsayer' classmates."

Joyce's frankness diminished most of the confidence that Catelyn had just mentioned, and she blurted out a question in her heart:

"You know it's me?"

Joyce smiled: "Don't be nervous, I don't have any ill will. ”

"After seeing this meeting place you wrote, I already had some guesses, and I didn't dare to be sure until I sat here."

"Why?" Katrin asked.

Joyce pointed out the window:

"Because your 'Divination House' is not open today."

Believing this explanation, Catlyn remained vigilant and said, "Well, you're very observant. ”

"Do you really have the extraordinary trait of a 'clown'?"

Faced with doubts, Joyce took out an iron box from his jacket pocket, placed it on the table and pressed it with his hand:

"As a 'soothsayer,' your spirituality should be able to tell you the answer."

Katrin's eyes were already fixed on the box, and she nodded busily.

Trying to look away, she took out a notebook from her bosom, rubbed it twice, and pushed it to Joyce, saying:

"This is a note left by a mid-sequence extraordinary, which records a lot of occult knowledge and basic ritual magic, enough to make a new extraordinary become a veteran."

Paying the money with one hand and delivering the goods with the other, Katrin opened the box and saw the extraordinary properties inside, confirmed its authenticity through divination, and finally smiled happily.

Joyce flipped through the notes, noticed that there were traces of broken pages at the beginning, frowned and asked, "What's going on?" ”

Katrin put away the extraordinary properties and hurriedly explained:

"Those two pages have the identity of the owner of the note written on them, and I tore them out, it doesn't matter, because he has passed away."

Inconsequential? Then why are you tearing it!

As he looked through the notes, Joyce found that the information was indeed rich, but it lacked descriptions of the laws of conservation of extraordinary properties and the law of acting.

Based on the woman's performance, she must have known about it, but the book was good enough for Joyce to bother with.

"Okay, deal, but ......"

But, what, you don't want to eat black, do you...... Katrin tensed, leaning back in her chair and reaching under the table with her right hand.

"You'll need to give me fifteen pounds, though."

"Why?" Katrin asked, confused.

Joyce earnestly explained:

"You promised at last week's party that if I could find a clue to the unicorn crystallization of the Hornachis grey goat, you would give me the ring of the Quaternary."

"But I spent the money, so you're going to give me fifteen pounds back."

Can it still be like this? Catlyn was dumbfounded when she heard this, she rummaged through her purse, and found only two pounds and a few soles, only to remember that she was worried that it would be dangerous to meet today, so she put all the money at home, and smiled awkwardly:

"I didn't bring that much money today, can I give it back to you next time?"

"Yes."

Joyce took a sip of coffee calmly, he only took a small revenge for her act of tearing up the book, and didn't really care about the fifteen pounds, and instead said:

"But you're going to have to pay for today's coffee."

"Okay, I'll buy it."

Katrin nodded in agreement, and at the same time slandered in her heart: Sure enough, the rich are the most picky.

"Waiter, I'm going to add a dessert."

Joyce beckoned, successfully seeing a confused look on Catlyn's face.

…………

This is a notebook written by an extraordinary person who is a "soothsayer".

In addition to the basic knowledge of the occult, the most content is the bizarre divination methods and ritual magic, as well as some methods of making charms.

Unfortunately, most of them have to pray to the gods...... Due to the unknown reason for his own crossing, Joyce almost subconsciously rejected the gods, but fortunately, a lot of knowledge in the book not only enriched his basic knowledge, but also provided a lot of ideas for the black magic of the subsequent sequence seven, which was worth the money.

At least, now he's learned to make a spiritual wall......

"Knock knock".

There was a knock on the door.

I don't know how, but every time Joyce reads a book, someone knocks on the door.

It was Harry who came in this time, and Joyce glanced at the time, and saw that it was not yet time to leave for the ball, and asked in a loud voice:

"What's the matter?"

"There is a messenger outside who claims to be sent by 'Tianping', carrying a black box in his hand, saying that he has made an appointment with you to make a deal today."

Hearing Harry's description, Joyce was very surprised, could it be that "Balance" has already obtained two materials? This is a bit outrageous! But beyond that, he couldn't think of a second possibility.

After hesitating for a moment, Joyce came back to his senses: "It's true, how much does he want?" ”

"Six hundred pounds." Harry replied.

There was a premium, but acceptable, and Joyce was not surprised and agreed to the deal.

Unbeknownst to him, Scarface traded the two materials from MI9 for four hundred pounds worth of contributions, directing the "scales" to sell for five hundred and fifty pounds, and Joyce paid six hundred pounds in the end.