Is it the impression that you are greedy for small things and suffer big losses? Klein complained to himself, and asked in a deep voice, "When was the last time Mr. Glacis came to the club?"

The brown-haired lady glanced at him, and replied as if thinking: "To be honest, we can't grasp the rules of the members coming. They have free will and various affairs. Well, I remember that after that day, I will give you a fortune-telling." After that, Mr Glacis probably never came to the club again."

I wish him good luck, and may the Goddess bless him... Klein prayed, didn't ask any more questions, and smiled instead: "I'm not here for divination this time, I want to join the club."

"Really? This is our honor." The brown-haired lady showed a look of surprise at the right time, "Being a member for the first time, please pay an annual fee of 5 pounds, and then 1 pound per year. I don't need to re-introduce the details right?"

Klein took out a new 5-pound note from his inner pocket, and watched Henry Augustus I's head move away from him.

After carefully checking the anti-counterfeiting watermark, the brown-haired lady solemnly put away the banknotes, took out a form, and handed it to Klein: "You fill in the detailed information, and I will issue you a receipt."

Do you have an invoice? It's the Blackthorn Security Company... Amused by his own thoughts, Klein picked up the wet pen on the table, and filled in the information such as name, age, street, and company name with blue and black ink.

However, he intentionally left out the date of birth. For a "seer", this is a spiritual number related to his own mystery.

After opening the payment receipt and registering the membership status, the brown-haired lady stretched out her right hand and said, "Welcome to the Divination Club of Tingen City. I am Angelica Barrehart, your hardworking server. This is yours." Membership sleeve studs with our unique inscription to prove your membership."

"Hello, Ms. Angelica." Klein shook the other's palm lightly, and took the dark gold sleeve nail.

He discovered that the unique inscription on it used the root of a word in the Hermetic language, which was "the soothsayer".

Angelica withdrew her left hand, thought for a few seconds and said, "I don't know what divination you are good at, or what divination method you want to learn in the club? We will consider inviting the corresponding well-known fortune-teller to teach, and we will also give you Introduce members with similar expertise, so that you can communicate happily."

"I know a little bit about every kind of divination, so I don't need to think about me." Klein replied slightly modified, and asked, "Can I do divination for others now? I'm not a rookie who just started learning." .�

He came to play the role of a "divinator", not to learn the methods of divination that ordinary people can access.

Angelica maintained a polite smile and said, "You are free to do divination in the club at any time, but before confirming your level, we will not speak good words for you when customers ask. The divination fee you want how many?"

"Two pence." Klein planned to win with price when he was not well-known.

"We will charge a quarter of a penny based on one-eighth of the total price..." Angelica first explained the various regulations before writing Klein's information into the book for customers Selected "The Fortune Teller" album.

After finishing all this, she smiled and pointed to the conference room at the end of the corridor and said, "Mr. Haynes Vincent is explaining the astrolabe divination. You can find a seat to listen quietly, and you can also raise your hand to ask questions."

"Okay." Klein walked towards the conference room with interest, wanting to hear the difference between Haines Vincent's and Old Neil's.

At this time, Angelica caught up and said in a low voice, "Mr. Moretti, do you want coffee or tea? We provide Xibo black tea, Southwell coffee and Dixie coffee for free."

Klein, who often reads newspapers recently, knows that these coffees and black teas are of a lower-middle level, but he also understands that they are definitely better than the low-quality ones at home, so he thought for a while and said, "A cup of Nanweier coffee, three spoons of sugar, no put in the milk."

South Wales of the Kingdom of Loen is most famous for beer and red wine, which many big shots like, but coffee is relatively less famous.

"Okay, I'll send it in for you later." Angelica pointed to the meeting room.

Klein walked slowly to the half-covered door, and heard the explanation with a strong Ahwa County accent: "Astrolabe divination is also quite complicated among all divination arts..."

This is only relative to ordinary people... Klein silently added a sentence for the other party, and saw five or six long tables in the conference room forming a semicircle, surrounded by a middle-aged man in a black classic robe, Haines . Vincent.

This gentleman has obvious dark circles under his eyes, and his brown hair is thick and bristly, standing stubbornly on end, as if playing a hedgehog.

Other than that, he has no obvious features when explaining astrolabe divination.

Seeing Klein come in, Haines Vincent nodded slightly. He didn't interrupt the class, but slowed down his speech a little.

With one hand in his pocket and the other in his hand, Klein sat down on a side seat, leaned back comfortably, and looked around under the still bright afternoon sun. There were six members here, four men and two women. .

Some of them concentrated on taking notes, some exchanged something in low voices, and some returned wry smiles to Klein. JrNovels.com