"Stand in a high place, aim the ring at moonlight, you can see the locations of our black markets in the city through the ring circle, you can purchase and consign any extraordinary items, consignment charges ten percent each time." Thorn shook his neck, viciously explaining to Kenley.
So this ring had this kind of use.
"I understand, then, can I go?" Kenley smiled.
"Wish you a pleasant evening." Thorn watched Kenley walk up the stairs with relaxed steps, his right fist clenched tighter and tighter.
Sooner or later you will die in my hands.
Kenley walked out of "Endless Backpack," waved to stop a private carriage, quickly got on, and closed the carriage door tightly.
"Where to, sir?" The coachman turned his head and asked.
"Go forward first." Kenley said.
Until leaving "Endless Backpack" for ten minutes, Kenley finally recovered from his pretended composure just now.
He leaned against the carriage seat back, his shirt back was completely soaked, leaning against the seat back wetly, he had just made a round trip at the gate of Mr. Azik's underworld, it was really dangerous.
Fortunately his previous life's knowledge saved his life.
Whew...
"Sir, do we continue forward, we're about to leave Tingen City." The coachman's voice came from the front, "Leaving the city gate requires charter fare calculation."
"Violet Street number twelve." Kenley said.
"Very well, sir." Although the coachman was puzzled, he still turned right at the intersection ahead, made a circle and sent Kenley home.
Kenley returned home, let out a long breath, took the ring at the window and looked out through the ring circle, through the ring circle he could clearly see two black dots flickering under the crimson moonlight, one of which he had just been to.
Why did he have that strong feeling of wanting to go to the "Candle Spirit" black market just now?
Kenley thought hard, suddenly smiled bitterly, he had already thought of the answer.
Same pathway beyonder characteristic aggregation law: the greater the "mass," the stronger the attraction, same pathway characteristics will attract each other like magnets, the closer the distance the stronger the gravitational force.
What attracted him was not the "Night Owl Worshipper" black market, but Diana Jacob, the inexplicable attraction he felt was emanating from her body.
Or more specifically, the "Thief" potion on his body was attracted by the potion on Diana Jacob's body, which prompted him to come to the "Night Owl Worshipper" black market, to the auction, and finally meet her.
That is to say, she could attract numerous extraordinaries of this pathway, gathering them together to serve her.
This was quite a considerable force.
Although not clear what she wanted to do, she mentioned family and honor in her conversation with him, these things seemed very important to her.
Kenley fell on the bed, carefully thinking about her every action, falling asleep in bitter contemplation.
Monday was his routine rest time, Kenley who had no other arrangements got up in the morning and did daily exercise and reading, around four o'clock in the afternoon, he came again to the divination club located on Howls Street.
"Good afternoon, sir." Angelica's eyebrows raised slightly, but quickly recovered her usual smile.
She still remembered, this gentleman gave tips far exceeding others, this was his second visit, did the divination club she recommended last time not meet his needs.
There were quite a few young beautiful diviners there.
"Good afternoon, beautiful miss." Kenley smiled, "Can I join the club?"
"Of course." Angelica nodded, "Our annual membership fee is five pounds, providing free drinks, newspapers and books."
She carefully looked around, leaned forward slightly and asked in a low voice, "Doesn't the club on Elvin Street meet your requirements?"
"No." Kenley also answered in a low voice, "Actually I know the Mr. Klein Moretti you introduced, the questions I want to ask are too personal, if he were there he would definitely offer to divine for me for free, but this means some things I would have to share with him."
"You know, some things are better dealt with strangers."
Angelica nodded, "You're right, some things indeed aren't suitable to share with acquaintances."
"Although this is our second meeting, my weak divination knowledge tells me, you should go exercise, watch a sufficiently heartbreaking drama, or go mountain climbing, venting the depression in your heart would be more suitable for you." Kenley pointed to his brow with his finger, "Not everything is suitable to hide in the heart."
Angelica was stunned, these words Mr. Klein Moretti had also said to her a few days ago.
"How... did you see that?"
Your astral body has already dimmed to the extreme, clearly something in your heart has been suppressed for a long time.
"Are you also a diviner?"
"No, I'm just good at reading faces, this is different from divination, more about understanding some confusion in your heart, this is a completely new field." Kenley pointed to the documents in front of him, "Can I fill this out?"
"Of course, sir." Angelica admiringly handed the membership documents to Kenley, "Like Mr. Klein, you are also quite an excellent expert."
"This is the membership cufflink, please keep it safe, we have two floors here, with different divination rooms, daily lectures will be announced on the blackboard in the main parlor." Angelica collected Kenley's membership fee, leading him inside for detailed introduction.
"What would you like to drink today, we have black tea, Dixie coffee and a richly flavored highland coffee."
"A cup of black tea, thank you."
Kenley placed his hat on the coat rack at the door, walked to sit by the sofa, took a book "Constellations and Fortune" from the nearby bookshelf, peacefully reading, half an hour later, Klein walked in, saw Kenley on the sofa, his eyes startled.
"Good afternoon, Klein." Kenley lazily raised his hand in greeting, "Looks like we chose the same day to rest."
Klein took off his hat, sat on the sofa opposite Kenley, leaned forward, said in a low voice, "If you need divination, you could completely let me help during work hours, the membership fee here is very expensive."
"No, I just happened to choose this club." Kenley put down his book, "Old Neil told me to go out and walk around more, but I'm completely uninterested in those gentlemen's clubs."
"Their interests lie in chatting and card playing, I don't like either of these two, on the contrary, this kind of club where you can gain knowledge and appreciate feminine charm is more suitable for me." Kenley nodded toward the front, a woman in a long dress passed by the two people, seeing Kenley and Klein, playfully winked at the two gentlemen, using a small fan to cover the greedy smile below her small mouth.
"You see."
Actually I came to monitor Haines Vincent and his process of developing subordinates, but now it's too early to tell you these things, and I also have no way to explain how I know all this.
"Oh oh oh." Klein and Kenley exchanged a meaningful look.
"Your eye for people is really good."
"Wait." Klein suddenly remembered something, leaned over again, "Dear Kenley, you're not eyeing the purses of the ladies and gentlemen present, are you."
"No, I'm after all someone with six pounds weekly salary, how could I eye their purses."
"Then I'm relieved." Klein breathed out.
"If I succeed, I'll share half with you." Kenley picked up that book again.
Klein: ...
I don't want it!
"Someone is looking for you to divine, Mr. Klein." Miss Angelica walked over, said softly.
"He seems quite familiar with you, didn't let me recommend, directly asked for you by name to divine."