"Please help me open an account." After work, Kenley came to Backlund Bank in Tingen City. From a thick money pouch, he took out all his savings—a total of one thousand five hundred thirty-two pounds, four soli, and twelve pence. He deposited one thousand five hundred pounds into the account, ignored the flirtatious glances from the counter lady, took his passbook and a book of five hundred pounds in bearer checks, and left at nearly a running speed.
This place was too terrifying.
Ever since entering the bank, the power brought by his "Thief" potion had been rapidly alerting him. In front and behind him were numerous customers coming to deposit or withdraw money. Within ten meters, there were five or six suitable targets for his hands, not to mention the vault behind the counter lady, which held enormous attraction for him.
This was no different from a hungry mouse running into a rice jar filled with rice.
He needed to use powerful restraint to control his hands in order to remain calm and turn a blind eye to those money pouches that could be easily obtained.
That bearer checkbook contained ten checks in total, each worth fifty pounds. One could simply tear them off and give them to others for use. This was what Kenley had prepared for purchasing Sequence 8 potions and formulas on the black market.
He still remembered that the Sequence 8 potion formula was called "Swindler."
Now, it was time to find a suitable divination club.
"Hello, what do you need?" At the front desk of the divination club on Howes Street, the receptionist Miss Angelica received the visiting Kenley with enthusiasm. "Do you need a fortune teller to serve you, or do you want to join our divination club? Whether you're a beginner, enthusiast, or even a mature fortune teller, we welcome you very much."
"I'm just a traveler seeking answers." Kenley smiled. "I wonder which fortune teller has time now."
Angelica smiled, took a folder from the side, opened it, and placed it in front of Kenley.
"Heynas Vincent is the best fortune teller here, but his price requires four soli per session, and to get his divination you need to make an appointment two days in advance. He can provide all mainstream or non-mainstream divination methods, even niche divination like mirror divination can be interpreted very well."
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"Mr. Klein Moretti has been doing more divinations recently, but his divination effects are also very good. If this is your first divination, I recommend him to you. It only costs eight pence per session, and he happens to have time now."
Damn, Klein is in this club? And that bastard Heynas too?
It seems that in the recent period, besides needing to digest the "Thief" potion, I should spend more time in this divination club.
Angelica introduced all the fortune tellers' situations in detail, then looked at Kenley enthusiastically. "Which fortune teller would you like to choose?"
"If this is your first divination, I strongly recommend Mr. Klein Moretti. According to his recent clients' descriptions, he is an incredible fortune teller, and the price is very reasonable. He has dabbled in most divination methods."
Klein, how many sports cars did you gift the receptionist to get such strong recommendation?
"Sorry, it seems none of them are suitable for me." Kenley took out a one-soli banknote and held it in his hand. Seeing no one around, he secretly slipped it to Angelica while exchanging folders. "Do you have other divination clubs you can recommend to me?"
Angelica's eyes lit up. This tip was quite a considerable income for her. The other party was a very generous gentleman.
She carefully looked left and right, leaned forward, and said in a low voice, "Number 12 Elvin Street, the fortune tellers there should suit your taste."
After saying this, her body retreated to its original position, and her face showed a habitual professional smile. "It's regrettable that there are no suitable fortune tellers here for you. Well then, I wish you a pleasant day."
"Thank you." Kenley turned and left. Shortly after his figure disappeared, Klein slowly walked out from inside. "It seems there are no people wanting divination today? Miss Angelica."
"It appears so, Mr. Klein. Are you leaving?"
"No, please give me a cup of Dixie coffee." Klein shook his head. "I've been reading all day, I need a refreshing drink."
"Alright, Mr. Klein."
"Ah, welcome, dear sir." At the entrance of "Cameron Magic and Divination Club" at Number 12 Elvin Street, a young lady welcomed Kenley with extremely enthusiastic gestures.
"You're here for divination, right? We have more than ten excellent fortune tellers here to provide you with various services."
"I can first introduce you to the fields our fortune tellers specialize in. What type of divination do you need?"
Hmm, it looks very professional, with many types of fortune tellers, and the receptionist's long dress looks very suitable for my previous life's taste.
"Then, please let this Miss Helena serve me." Kenley chose a lady who specialized in crystal ball divination and dream divination from the file in front of him.
"You have good taste. Miss Helena is one of our best fortune tellers here. Please follow me."
Kenley was led to a very private room on the second floor. The room was shrouded in dim light filtered through dark red velvet curtains, as if soaked in diluted blood. A mahogany round table occupied the center, and the crack patterns on the table surface naturally formed a counterclockwise spiral, looking as if they had been scratched out by fingernails.
That person must have suffered inhuman torture and possessed sufficient obsessive-compulsive disorder to scratch out such desperate yet uniform patterns with fingernails.
Kenley was thinking wildly when a lady in a pink dress came in slowly from outside, holding a crystal ball. Looking at Kenley, she slightly bowed and performed a lady's curtsy.
"Good evening, I am Helena."
"Good evening, Miss Helena."
The two sat facing each other. Helena placed the crystal ball on the table surface. "What is your need today?"
"Seeking love, inquiring about future opportunities, or wanting to search for clues from the past?"
"I'm most skilled at crystal ball divination, and I also have some research in tarot cards and dream divination."
Kenley took out that silver ring and pushed it to the middle of the table.
"I want to know, what kind of key is this ring, and where does it lead?"
Miss Helena picked up the ring and observed it carefully. When she saw the small characters inside, she suddenly covered her mouth and smiled.
"This question doesn't need divination. I can tell you the answer now, dear mysterious studies enthusiast sir."
Eh?
Kenley showed two rows of white teeth. "It seems you're also a mysterious studies enthusiast, dear Miss Helena."
"Of course, divination itself is part of mysterious studies." Helena said softly. "This ring belongs to the 'Candle Devouring Spirit' at Number 62 Stuart Street. There are gatherings every Sunday at eight o'clock in the evening, where you can choose many things."
Eight o'clock, that's today?
When I arrived here it was already past six o'clock. If I want to go take a look, my time is very tight.
"Can you tell me more about the situation there? Dear Miss Helena." Kenley took out a five-soli banknote and pushed it over.