Various colors appeared, and the aura came into view, and Crane casually examined Sir de Ville's state.

"The body is healthy and there are almost no hidden problems...... The mood is very bad, and there is weakness in the gloom...... Weak spirits, poor sleep, but the problem is, there is nothing wrong with the purple color of his head......" Crane muttered to himself as Sir de Ville and his party walked further and further away from the library.

Retracting his gaze, Klein pinched his forehead and sighed secretly:

"It's not easy to be a rich man......"

He didn't pay much attention to the matter, and turned his attention back to the journal in front of him.

After reading one by one, Klein didn't find too many useful clues, but confirmed a few things:

Firstly, there was an ancient kingdom in and around the main peak of the Hornachis Mountains, secondly, the history of this ancient kingdom dates back at least fifteen hundred years, thirdly, their architectural style was predominantly grandiose, leaving behind a variety of frescoes, from which it is evident that they believed that after death, people would protect their relatives in the night, and finally, in those ruins, there are symbols that symbolize the night, but they are clearly different from the emblem of the night.

"If there's a chance, no, if there's a chance, I'm not going there!" Crane whispered through gritted teeth, deciding to stay away from death.

He packed up the periodicals and magazines, put them back in their rightful places, and then, putting on his top hat and picking up his cane, he left the Deville Library.

............

Fortune Tellers' Club.

Bogda looked at the beautiful lady in charge of the reception and said:

"I want to divination. ”

Angelica smiled politely:

Do you have a designated soothsayer? Or, look through our presentation and choose the one that suits you best. ”

Bogda pressed the right side of his abdomen and inhaled silently:

"I would like to ask Mr. Klein Moretti to help me with divination. ”

"But Mr. Moretti is not here today. Angelica replied without confirmation.

Bogda was silent for a moment, pacing back and forth for two steps:

"When will Mr. Moretti come over?"

"No one knows, he has his own business. As far as I can see, he came the most on Monday afternoons. Angelica said as she thought.

"Okay. Bogda's face darkened, and he turned to leave.

"Sir, you can also choose another soothsayer, such as the famous Herr Vancent in Tingen. Angelica did her best to save the business.

Bogda paused and hesitated:

"No, I just trust Mr. Moretti, well, can I wait here for a while? ”

"No problem. Angelica smiled gently.

Bogda came to the couch area and sat down, sometimes rubbing his cane, sometimes looking out the window, looking rather agitated.

As the minutes ticked by, just as Bogda's mind was in confusion, and he didn't know whether to go or wait, he heard the beautiful lady cry out in surprise:

"Good afternoon, Mr. Moretti!"

Klein saw the familiar Angelica, and wanted to casually ask why are you here again, don't you need to rest, no vacation?

However, he immediately considered that he was a soothsayer, and that he should not ask such a question, but should have said in the tone of a god: "What a wonderful fate, Lady Angelica, we have met again."

Uh, wouldn't that be like a conversation? Klein's mind changed sharply, and he finally replied with a smile:

"Good afternoon, Ms. Angelica. ”

"There's a guest who wants to ask you for divination. Angelica gestured to Bogda, who had risen hurriedly in the couch area.

Someone designated me? Crane took off his half-height silk top hat in surprise and pinched his eyebrows twice.

"Good afternoon, this gentleman ......" he looked at him, and his words came to a sudden pause.

In his "Spiritual Vision", the color of the soothsayer's liver is dull and almost black, and the rest of the body is also out of balance, and the aura is thinned.

Klein pondered for a moment and said with a serious expression:

"Sir, you should go to the doctor, not to divination. ”

Bogda was stunned, and immediately showed a look of surprise, and muttered to himself:

"It's amazing......"

"Anna didn't lie to me......"

......

He looked up sharply and looked earnestly at Klein:

"Mr. Moretti, I've actually seen the doctor, and there may be an operation next, but I'm scared of the operation and want to tell the results of the operation. ”

Surgery in this era is really dangerous...... Despite the impetus of Russell the Great, it still lacks many necessary technological points...... Klein did not refuse, nodded slightly:

"The price of my divination is 8p, is there a problem?"

"Eightpence?" Bogda exclaimed, stunned, "You only charge eightpence?"

According to Anna's description and Mr. Moretti's performance, I am willing to give at least £1!

Haven't you heard of small profits but quick turnover? Klein was embarrassed for a while, thought for a few seconds, turned up the corners of his mouth, and calmly replied:

"It is fortunate enough to receive a revelation from the gods and a glimpse of the corner of fate, so we must remain humble and restrain greed, only in this way can we continue to receive the gifts. ”

"You are a true soothsayer. Bogda put his hand to his chest and bowed, and his tone was very sincere.

Feeling this praise and belief, Klein's spirituality seemed to be much lighter, and the "code of conduct" he just described also seemed to touch on something.

"Miss Angelica, can the citrine room be used?" he turned to look at the pretty lady next to him.

Angelica quietly breathed a sigh of relief for Bogda, and smiled sweetly:

"Yes. ”

Entering the divination room, Klein asked Bogda to lock the door, and he sat down behind the table and pinched his forehead.

"How about we use tarot cards for divination?" he asked with a smile.

The "pendulum method" is only suitable for measuring things related to oneself, and drawing astrolabes is too time-consuming.

"You make the decision. Bogda has no opinion.

So, Klein asked him to shuffle the cards, cut the cards, and put out an Indish array.

Relying on the special nature of the "soothsayer", Crane did not turn over other cards, and directly opened the one that symbolized the final result.

"The wheel of fortune is reversed, and things will go in a bad direction. He glanced at it and said in a solemn tone.

Bogda's face turned pale instantly, and his lips moved a few times and said:

"Is there no hope?"

With his best intentions, Klein said:

"Then I'll change the divination method, please leave your ring, write your date of birth on this piece of paper, and then go outside and wait quietly. ”

Infected by his gentle and soothing voice, Bogda calmed down, wrote the message as instructed, and left the ring.

Seeing the other party go out, Klein wrote a line of words on the piece of paper that recorded the information:

Results of Bogda Jones' liver surgery. ”

He picked up the ring and paper, leaned back in his chair, and tried his hand at "dream divination" again.

In the misty and distorted world, he gradually regained himself, and saw the gentleman just now fall with a gloomy face, and saw him being pushed out of the rickety operating room with a white cloth.

This time, Crane didn't encounter strange things again, didn't have that feeling of being watched again, and he quickly woke up, his brow furrowed slightly, thinking about how to tell Bogda the result.

Surgery is likely to result in death...... I only learned the healing ritual magic today and could give it a try...... But this will expose the things of the Extraordinary, and it must be applied to the captain first...... Well, it may not be possible to treat such a serious disease...... Klein thought for a long time, and suddenly thought of something.

"Mr. Glacis's lung ailment was cured by a pharmacist who said that the medicine was miraculous...... Yes, Rosen Duckweed, 18 Vlad Street, East End, 'Rosen's Folk Herb Shop'!"

He tapped his fingers on the edge of the table and quickly made a decision.

Using the "spirit pendulum method" to quickly determine the quality of the idea, Klein opened the door, looked at Bogda who stood up in a hurry, and said with a gentle smile while handing back the ring:

"I see your hope. ”

"Really?" asked Bogda in surprise.

Klein did not answer, and said to himself:

"Your hope is on the East End, on Vlad Street, and it has to do with the word 'Rosen'. ”

"If you don't find it, come back here after 4pm on Monday to find me. ”

"Okay, okay. Bogda nodded and excitedly pulled out his wallet, counting one fivepence and three onepence.

He did exactly what Crane had just explained, and did not corrupt the real soothsayer with a tip.

The corners of Klein's mouth twitched slightly, and he said with a warm smile:

"Hope you find hope soon. ”

When Bogda left, he paid the commission and tipped Angelica, just like last time, pretending that he was charging 1 sule.

............

East End, Vlad Street.

Bogda walked from the street to the end of the street, walking three times, and his liver ached faintly.

Eventually, he confirmed that there was only one thing on the street that had anything to do with "Lawson", and that was "Lawson's Folk Herb Shop" at number 18. ”

Mustering up his courage and walking in, he smelled all kinds of herbs and saw that the shopkeeper was a man of thirty or forty years old with short black hair and a round face.

The boss was dressed in a costume similar to that of a village witch doctor, his robes were dark and embroidered with various strange symbols.

"Hello, do you have any potions for my ailment?" asked Bogda with a top hat.

The boss raised his head, glanced at Bogda with dark blue eyes, and said with a slight upturn on the corners of his mouth:

"Your liver disease is very serious, but the premise of everything is that you have no money, enough money to pay for the medicine?"

Can he see it? Bogda Huo Ran had a little more confidence, and nodded hurriedly:

"How much is your potion worth?"

"£10, that's fair. The boss casually took out a packet of herbs from under the counter and said, "Add water, enough water, boil together into a potion, add ten drops of fresh rooster blood after cooking, and drink it immediately." This packet of herbs can be boiled three times, and after three times there should be no problem. ”

As he spoke, he opened the tawny paper and threw several strange herbs into it.

Sounds unbelievable...... Bogda swallowed and said:

"That's it?"

The boss stared at him, and suddenly smiled:

"What else do you want? How about this bag? When your liver disease is cured, I promise to satisfy you and your wife." ”

He took out another packet of black paper herbs and said in a low voice:

"There's mummy powder added to it...... Believe me, many aristocrats are taking this kind of thing, putting it in tea, or boiling soup and drinking it. ”

...... Bogda's confidence in his boss was completely shaken and even disgusted.

I believe Mr. Moretti...... He took a deep breath, pulled out his wallet, and drew two bills of the largest denomination from the few gold pounds he had left.