Various colors emerged and the aura came into view. Klein casually examined Sir Deville's state.
I am very healthy and have almost no hidden problems... I am very poor in my mood, and I feel weak in my bleakness... I feel weak in my mind?Bad sleep?But the problem is that there is no problem with the purple on his head... As Klein talked silently, Sir Deville and his party walked further and further away and left the library.
Withdrew his gaze, Klein pinched his forehead and sighed inwardly:
Being a rich man is not easy...
He didn't pay much attention to this matter and turned his attention to the journals and magazines in front of him again.
After reading one by one, Klein did not find any useful clues, but only confirmed a few things:
First, there was indeed an ancient country on the main peak and surrounding of the Hornaches Mountains; secondly, the history of this ancient country can be traced back to at least 1,500 years ago; again, their architectural style is mainly grand, leaving behind various murals. From the murals, they believe that after death, they will protect their relatives in the night; finally, symbols symbols that symbolize the night can be seen everywhere in those ruins, but they are obviously different from the holy emblem of the night.
If you have a chance, no, even if you have a chance, I won’t go there!Klein gritted his teeth and whispered, deciding to stay away from committing suicide.
He packed up the journals and magazines, put them back in his original position, then put on his top hat, lifted his cane, and left the Deville Library.
…………
Divination furniture club.
Bogda looked at the beautiful lady in charge of the reception and said:
I want to divine.
Angelica smiled politely:
Do you have a designated fortune teller?Or, read our introduction and choose the one that suits you best.
Bogda pressed the right side of his abdomen and took a silent breath:
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 and paced back and forth two steps:
When will Mr. Moretti come?
No one knows that he has his own business.According to my observation, he came the most on Monday afternoon.Angelica said as she thought.
OKBogda's face darkened and he turned around to leave.
Sir, you can also choose other fortune tellers, such as Mr. Heinas Vancent, a famous city in Tingen.Angelica tried her best to save the business.
Bogdadon stopped and hesitated:
No, I just believe Mr. Moretti, well, can I wait here for a while?Maybe he will come after finishing his own business.
No problem.Angelica smiled gently.
Bogda came to the sofa area and sat down, sometimes rubbing his cane, sometimes looking out the window, looking quite anxious.
Time passed by minute by minute, just as Bogda's head was in chaos, not knowing whether to leave or continue waiting, he heard the beautiful lady shouting in surprise:
Good afternoon, Mr. Moretti!
When Klein saw the familiar Angelica, he wanted to ask casually why you are here again? Don’t you need a rest and have no vacation?
However, he immediately considered that he was a diviner and should not ask similar questions, and instead said in the tone of a charlatan: Fate is amazing, Ms. Angelica, we meet again.
Uh, would it be like a chat?I don't want to be controlled by a tree. Klein's thoughts turned sharply and finally replied with a smile:
Good afternoon, Ms. Angelica.
A guest wants to find you to do divination.Angelica pointed to Bogda, who was standing up in a hurry in the sofa area.
Someone actually designated me?Klein took off his half-high silk top hat in surprise and pinched his eyebrows twice.
Good afternoon, this gentleman... His eyes looked at him and his words suddenly paused.
In his spiritual vision, the color of the liver part of the person seeking divination is dull and almost turns black, which also makes the rest of the body lose balance and the aura of each become thinner.
Klein thought about it and said with a serious expression:
This sir, you should go to the doctor instead of divination.
Bogda was stunned there, then showed a look of surprise and muttered to himself:
It's amazing...
Anna didn't lie to me...
……
He looked up suddenly and looked at Klein earnestly:
Mr. Moretti, I have actually seen a doctor. There may be a surgery next, but I am full of fear of the surgery and hope to tell the quality of the results.
The surgery in this era is really very dangerous... Although it is promoted by Emperor Rossell, there are still many necessary technological points... Klein did not refuse and nodded slightly:
My divination price is 8p. Is there any problem?
8p?Bogda said in surprise, "You actually only charge 8p?"
According to Anna's description and Mr. Moretti's performance just now, I am willing to give at least 1 pound!
Haven't you heard of small profits and quick turnover?Klein was embarrassed, thought for a few seconds, his mouth curled up, and he answered calmly:
It is lucky enough to gain the revelation of the gods and see a corner of fate, so we must remain humble and restrain greed. Only in this way can we continue to receive gifts.
You are a true diviner.Bogda pressed his hands on his chest and bowed, his tone very sincere.
Feeling this praise and belief, Klein's spirituality seemed to have been much easier, and the code of conduct described just now also seemed to touch something.
Miss Angelica, can the citrine room be used?He turned to look at the beautiful lady next to him.
Angelica quietly breathed a sigh of relief for Bogda and smiled sweetly:
Can.
After entering the divination room, Klein asked Bogda to lock the door, and sat behind the table and pinched his forehead.
How about we use tarot cards to divine?He asked with a smile.
Spiritual arrangement is only suitable for testing things related to oneself, and drawing astrological chart is too wasteful.
You make the decision.Bogda had no objection.
So, Klein asked him to shuffle the cards, cut the cards, and set up an Intis card formation.
Relying on the special nature of the diviner, Klein did not flip through other cards and directly opened the one that symbolized the final result.
In the reverse wheel of fate, things will develop in a bad direction.He glanced and said solemnly.
Bogda's face paled in an instant, and his lips moved a few times and said:
Is there no hope?
Klein said with the idea of doing his best:
Then I will change my divination method. Please leave your ring and write your birth date on this piece of paper, and then wait quietly outside.
Infected by his gentle and soothing voice, Bogda calmed down, wrote the message as instructed, and left the ring.
Watching the other party go out, Klein wrote a line of words on the paper recording the information:
Results of liver surgery in Bogda Jones.
He picked up the ring and paper, leaned back on the back of the chair, and tried dream divination again.
In the misty and twisted world, he gradually found himself back, and saw the gentleman's face falling down just now, and saw him being pushed out of the shaking operating room with a white cloth covering himself.
This time, Klein did not encounter any strange things again, and he did not feel the feeling of being watched. He quickly woke up, frowned slightly, thinking about how to tell Bogda the result.
The surgery is very likely to lead to death... I can try the ritual magic that I learned today... But this will expose the extraordinary people's affairs, and I must apply to the captain first... Well, it may not be able to treat such a serious disease... Klein thought hard and suddenly thought of something.
Mr. Glassis's lung disease was cured by a pharmacist. He said that the other party's medicine was very magical... What's the name?Yes, Rosendarkway, 18 Vlad Street, East Side, ‘Rosen’s Folk Herbal Shop’!Because I remembered this incident carefully, Klein quickly remembered the details.
He tapped his fingers on the edge of the table and made a decision quickly.
Using the spiritual method to quickly determine the quality of the idea, Klein opened the door and looked at Bogda who stood up in a hurry, handed over the ring and smiled gently:
I saw your hope.
real?Bogda asked in surprise.
Klein said without a reply:
Your hope is in the East Side, on Vlad Street, and it is related to the word ‘Rosen’.
If you don't find it, come here to find me after 4pm on Monday.
OK, OK.Bogda nodded repeatedly, took out his wallet excitedly, and counted out one 5p and three 1p.
He followed Klein just now and did not corrode the real diviner with tips.
Klein took the corner of his mouth slightly and said with a gentle smile:
I hope you find hope as soon as possible.
When Bogda left, he paid the commission and tipped Angelica as last time, pretending that he was 1 Sule.
…………
East Side, Vlad Street.
Bogda walked from the street to the end of the street and walked three times, causing his liver to hurt again.
Finally, he confirmed that there was only one thing about Rosen on the street, that was Rosen's Folk Herbal Shop at No. 18.
He mustered up his courage and walked in. He smelled various herbs and saw that the owner of the store was a man in his thirties and forties with short black hair and a round face.
The boss was wearing a costume similar to a rural witch doctor, with a dark robe and embroidered with various strange symbols.
Hello, do you have any medicine to treat my disease?Bogda asked in a top hat.
The boss raised his head, glanced at Bogda with his dark blue eyes, and said with a slightly raised corner of his mouth:
Your liver disease is very serious, but the premise is, do you have enough money to pay for the medicine?
Can he see it?Bogda Horan had a little more confidence and nodded in a hurry:
How much is your potion worth?
£10, that's fair.The boss took out a bag of herbs from under the counter, added water, enough water, and cooked them together into potions. After cooking, add ten drops of fresh rooster blood, and then drink it immediately.This pack of herbs can be cooked three times, and there should be no problem after three times.
While speaking, he took apart the brown paper and threw several strange herbs into it.
It sounds very unbelievable... Bogda swallowed:
that's all?
The boss stared at him and suddenly smiled:
Do you want something else?How about this bag?When your liver disease is cured, I will ensure that you and your wife are satisfied.
He took out another bag of black paper herbs and lowered his voice:
There are added mummy powder in it...Believe me, many nobles are taking this kind of thing, put it in tea, or making soup.
...Bogda's confidence in the boss was completely shaken and even felt disgusting.
I believe Mr. Moretti…he took a deep breath, took out his wallet, and drew two of the largest denominations from the smallest gold pounds left.
I am very healthy and have almost no hidden problems... I am very poor in my mood, and I feel weak in my bleakness... I feel weak in my mind?Bad sleep?But the problem is that there is no problem with the purple on his head... As Klein talked silently, Sir Deville and his party walked further and further away and left the library.
Withdrew his gaze, Klein pinched his forehead and sighed inwardly:
Being a rich man is not easy...
He didn't pay much attention to this matter and turned his attention to the journals and magazines in front of him again.
After reading one by one, Klein did not find any useful clues, but only confirmed a few things:
First, there was indeed an ancient country on the main peak and surrounding of the Hornaches Mountains; secondly, the history of this ancient country can be traced back to at least 1,500 years ago; again, their architectural style is mainly grand, leaving behind various murals. From the murals, they believe that after death, they will protect their relatives in the night; finally, symbols symbols that symbolize the night can be seen everywhere in those ruins, but they are obviously different from the holy emblem of the night.
If you have a chance, no, even if you have a chance, I won’t go there!Klein gritted his teeth and whispered, deciding to stay away from committing suicide.
He packed up the journals and magazines, put them back in his original position, then put on his top hat, lifted his cane, and left the Deville Library.
…………
Divination furniture club.
Bogda looked at the beautiful lady in charge of the reception and said:
I want to divine.
Angelica smiled politely:
Do you have a designated fortune teller?Or, read our introduction and choose the one that suits you best.
Bogda pressed the right side of his abdomen and took a silent breath:
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 and paced back and forth two steps:
When will Mr. Moretti come?
No one knows that he has his own business.According to my observation, he came the most on Monday afternoon.Angelica said as she thought.
OKBogda's face darkened and he turned around to leave.
Sir, you can also choose other fortune tellers, such as Mr. Heinas Vancent, a famous city in Tingen.Angelica tried her best to save the business.
Bogdadon stopped and hesitated:
No, I just believe Mr. Moretti, well, can I wait here for a while?Maybe he will come after finishing his own business.
No problem.Angelica smiled gently.
Bogda came to the sofa area and sat down, sometimes rubbing his cane, sometimes looking out the window, looking quite anxious.
Time passed by minute by minute, just as Bogda's head was in chaos, not knowing whether to leave or continue waiting, he heard the beautiful lady shouting in surprise:
Good afternoon, Mr. Moretti!
When Klein saw the familiar Angelica, he wanted to ask casually why you are here again? Don’t you need a rest and have no vacation?
However, he immediately considered that he was a diviner and should not ask similar questions, and instead said in the tone of a charlatan: Fate is amazing, Ms. Angelica, we meet again.
Uh, would it be like a chat?I don't want to be controlled by a tree. Klein's thoughts turned sharply and finally replied with a smile:
Good afternoon, Ms. Angelica.
A guest wants to find you to do divination.Angelica pointed to Bogda, who was standing up in a hurry in the sofa area.
Someone actually designated me?Klein took off his half-high silk top hat in surprise and pinched his eyebrows twice.
Good afternoon, this gentleman... His eyes looked at him and his words suddenly paused.
In his spiritual vision, the color of the liver part of the person seeking divination is dull and almost turns black, which also makes the rest of the body lose balance and the aura of each become thinner.
Klein thought about it and said with a serious expression:
This sir, you should go to the doctor instead of divination.
Bogda was stunned there, then showed a look of surprise and muttered to himself:
It's amazing...
Anna didn't lie to me...
……
He looked up suddenly and looked at Klein earnestly:
Mr. Moretti, I have actually seen a doctor. There may be a surgery next, but I am full of fear of the surgery and hope to tell the quality of the results.
The surgery in this era is really very dangerous... Although it is promoted by Emperor Rossell, there are still many necessary technological points... Klein did not refuse and nodded slightly:
My divination price is 8p. Is there any problem?
8p?Bogda said in surprise, "You actually only charge 8p?"
According to Anna's description and Mr. Moretti's performance just now, I am willing to give at least 1 pound!
Haven't you heard of small profits and quick turnover?Klein was embarrassed, thought for a few seconds, his mouth curled up, and he answered calmly:
It is lucky enough to gain the revelation of the gods and see a corner of fate, so we must remain humble and restrain greed. Only in this way can we continue to receive gifts.
You are a true diviner.Bogda pressed his hands on his chest and bowed, his tone very sincere.
Feeling this praise and belief, Klein's spirituality seemed to have been much easier, and the code of conduct described just now also seemed to touch something.
Miss Angelica, can the citrine room be used?He turned to look at the beautiful lady next to him.
Angelica quietly breathed a sigh of relief for Bogda and smiled sweetly:
Can.
After entering the divination room, Klein asked Bogda to lock the door, and sat behind the table and pinched his forehead.
How about we use tarot cards to divine?He asked with a smile.
Spiritual arrangement is only suitable for testing things related to oneself, and drawing astrological chart is too wasteful.
You make the decision.Bogda had no objection.
So, Klein asked him to shuffle the cards, cut the cards, and set up an Intis card formation.
Relying on the special nature of the diviner, Klein did not flip through other cards and directly opened the one that symbolized the final result.
In the reverse wheel of fate, things will develop in a bad direction.He glanced and said solemnly.
Bogda's face paled in an instant, and his lips moved a few times and said:
Is there no hope?
Klein said with the idea of doing his best:
Then I will change my divination method. Please leave your ring and write your birth date on this piece of paper, and then wait quietly outside.
Infected by his gentle and soothing voice, Bogda calmed down, wrote the message as instructed, and left the ring.
Watching the other party go out, Klein wrote a line of words on the paper recording the information:
Results of liver surgery in Bogda Jones.
He picked up the ring and paper, leaned back on the back of the chair, and tried dream divination again.
In the misty and twisted world, he gradually found himself back, and saw the gentleman's face falling down just now, and saw him being pushed out of the shaking operating room with a white cloth covering himself.
This time, Klein did not encounter any strange things again, and he did not feel the feeling of being watched. He quickly woke up, frowned slightly, thinking about how to tell Bogda the result.
The surgery is very likely to lead to death... I can try the ritual magic that I learned today... But this will expose the extraordinary people's affairs, and I must apply to the captain first... Well, it may not be able to treat such a serious disease... Klein thought hard and suddenly thought of something.
Mr. Glassis's lung disease was cured by a pharmacist. He said that the other party's medicine was very magical... What's the name?Yes, Rosendarkway, 18 Vlad Street, East Side, ‘Rosen’s Folk Herbal Shop’!Because I remembered this incident carefully, Klein quickly remembered the details.
He tapped his fingers on the edge of the table and made a decision quickly.
Using the spiritual method to quickly determine the quality of the idea, Klein opened the door and looked at Bogda who stood up in a hurry, handed over the ring and smiled gently:
I saw your hope.
real?Bogda asked in surprise.
Klein said without a reply:
Your hope is in the East Side, on Vlad Street, and it is related to the word ‘Rosen’.
If you don't find it, come here to find me after 4pm on Monday.
OK, OK.Bogda nodded repeatedly, took out his wallet excitedly, and counted out one 5p and three 1p.
He followed Klein just now and did not corrode the real diviner with tips.
Klein took the corner of his mouth slightly and said with a gentle smile:
I hope you find hope as soon as possible.
When Bogda left, he paid the commission and tipped Angelica as last time, pretending that he was 1 Sule.
…………
East Side, Vlad Street.
Bogda walked from the street to the end of the street and walked three times, causing his liver to hurt again.
Finally, he confirmed that there was only one thing about Rosen on the street, that was Rosen's Folk Herbal Shop at No. 18.
He mustered up his courage and walked in. He smelled various herbs and saw that the owner of the store was a man in his thirties and forties with short black hair and a round face.
The boss was wearing a costume similar to a rural witch doctor, with a dark robe and embroidered with various strange symbols.
Hello, do you have any medicine to treat my disease?Bogda asked in a top hat.
The boss raised his head, glanced at Bogda with his dark blue eyes, and said with a slightly raised corner of his mouth:
Your liver disease is very serious, but the premise is, do you have enough money to pay for the medicine?
Can he see it?Bogda Horan had a little more confidence and nodded in a hurry:
How much is your potion worth?
£10, that's fair.The boss took out a bag of herbs from under the counter, added water, enough water, and cooked them together into potions. After cooking, add ten drops of fresh rooster blood, and then drink it immediately.This pack of herbs can be cooked three times, and there should be no problem after three times.
While speaking, he took apart the brown paper and threw several strange herbs into it.
It sounds very unbelievable... Bogda swallowed:
that's all?
The boss stared at him and suddenly smiled:
Do you want something else?How about this bag?When your liver disease is cured, I will ensure that you and your wife are satisfied.
He took out another bag of black paper herbs and lowered his voice:
There are added mummy powder in it...Believe me, many nobles are taking this kind of thing, put it in tea, or making soup.
...Bogda's confidence in the boss was completely shaken and even felt disgusting.
I believe Mr. Moretti…he took a deep breath, took out his wallet, and drew two of the largest denominations from the smallest gold pounds left.
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