Originally, Lucien planned to just flip the tarot cards over.
But after hearing the system's prompt, he became reluctant.
It clearly indicated that this was a good opportunity to comprehend a new skill, how could he easily let it go?
Before completely erasing the soul on them, he had to witness the other party's abilities firsthand.
Meanwhile, Hailey was somewhat stunned.
"Huh?"
Shouldn't the next step be exorcism?
How did it suddenly turn into divination...
Did the boss have a change of heart?
"Do I have to say it a second time?"
"Ah, no, no, no... Are you sure you want a divination?"
"Yes, come on."
The tarot cards were available now, and as for the blanket and candles, they could be bought at any store.
The items were quickly prepared, and Lucien was already seated opposite Hailey.
The latter nervously shuffled the tarot cards in her hand several times, then placed them one by one in the positions of the twelve houses.
Finally, she drew a card and placed it in the center.
Just one glance was enough to make Hailey's forehead sweat.
This card...it's not good at all...
"Just tell me what you see."
"What's your zodiac sign, sir?"
"Sagittarius, I think. I like that sign, like Pegasus Meteor Fist and stuff."
"..."
Hailey couldn't understand what Lucien was saying at all, but she could hear the casualness in his tone.
But she couldn't say anything, so she could only continue along.
"As a Sagittarius, you yearn for a free and unrestrained life...but being too scattered will be your weakness; you often lack planning in your actions..."
"Not bad, a free spirit, fitting the temperament of a cultivator."
Lucien nodded, seemingly satisfied.
"...Recently, things haven't been going smoothly in your interpersonal relationships. You might lose your job because of a bad relationship with your superiors."
Hailey looked at the fourth house card and analyzed it.
"That's fine too. A true man lives between heaven and earth; how can he live a life of melancholy and subservience? Besides, I have no intention of working for someone else."
Lucien nodded again.
"...Although you have many admirers, there's been little progress in your love life..."
"That's exactly what I'm looking for. Women only slow down my sword-drawing speed."
"...Fortune..."
Hailey picked up a card.
"Reversed Six of Pentacles, representing a lack of good income, or even financial loss. It might indicate that you..."
"Wait a minute."
Lucien interrupted her expressionlessly.
"Do you even know how to do divination?"
Hailey: ?
"If people really need life advice, why don't they go to a therapist?"
"As a diviner, you need to skillfully present other people's shortcomings and weaknesses as positive, using subtle language..."
Grant and Paxton, standing to the side, exchanged a glance, noticing the confusion in each other's eyes.
Does this guy really understand what subtlety is?
"Can you give some examples?"
Hailey suddenly remembered her ex-boyfriend Grant's reaction and listened intently for a moment.
"If a client is unsuccessful in life and can only rely on their children to turn their life around, you say that their children are filial and they will have a happy old age."
"You just said my love life isn't progressing, so you could say I'm completely unburdened by emotions, carefree and unattached."
"For example, in this situation, if you're not satisfied with the cards, you can deal them again."
"Otherwise, if you encounter a stubborn, bad-tempered customer, you're bound to have bad luck."
What,
you're asking why Lucien isn't afraid?
Simply put, he's strong enough. As
Lucien said this, the black aura on the tarot cards, invisible to ordinary people, trembled violently.
Hailey was speechless and could only do as Lucien said.
But for some reason, when she touched the tarot cards, she felt a slight tremor.
After the cards were redealt, the card appearing in the career and wealth position was still the same one…
"Again…"
Lucien gently shook his head.
Hailey shuffled the cards again, and this time, the slight tremor had turned into panic.
At this moment, she seemed to feel that the tarot cards in her hand were living beings, gradually awakening…
Hailey suppressed her fear and continued dealing, but in the end, it was still the same result.
"Boss… I…"
Lucien waved his hand, interrupting her.
He lowered his head, his bright eyes fixed on the cards on the table.
"Is it so difficult to draw a good card for my fortune?"
Just then, a gust of wind blew through the room, shifting the reversed Six of Pentacles, a card signifying financial loss.
"What if I insist you draw it for me?"
The antique shop's furnishings began to sway, the lights flickering, as if some unseen force was approaching with rage.
Just before the lights flickered, a dark figure appeared in the doorway.
Pale skin, a bloodstained neck and mouth, and cracked hands, surrounded by a chilling aura.
The astrologer who had cursed the tarot cards with his life hundreds of years ago had appeared!
Dark, pupil-less eyes stared intently at Hailey's back.
No, it should be said, staring through Hailey at Lucien in front of her.
Her daughter had died because she couldn't draw the tarot deck that predicted her wife's safe delivery, as the Earl had demanded, thus incurring the Earl's wrath.
Lucien's actions now reminded her of her past ordeal, filling her with resentment and rage.
Black energy surged from beneath the astrologer's feet, covering the entire antique shop floor in the blink of an eye.
Grant and the others in a corner dared not utter a sound, even their breathing was cautious.
If it weren't for the protective amulets on their chests, they would likely have already been invaded by this chilling aura.
This opponent was simply not someone they could contend with!
The astrologer raised her hand.
At the same time, opposite Lucien, Hailey's hand also slowly rose uncontrollably.
Her eyes gradually reddened, a sign of bloodshot
eyes. Forced to control her body by such a powerful evil spirit, Hailey's complexion rapidly faded.
This guy doesn't have a protective amulet?
Lucien frowned, and with a casual wave of his hand, Hailey tumbled off the stool to the ground.
This single movement helped Hailey break free from the astrologer's control.
The latter squatted on the ground, panting heavily, giving Lucien a grateful look before quickly retreating.
Lucien was speechless.
Why didn't she say she didn't have a protective charm? Who would she ask for payment from if she died?
Across from him, the astrologer's dark eyes revealed no emotion.
She didn't continue attacking Hailey.
Instead, she kept her eyes fixed on Lucien.
Her eerie gaze would send chills down anyone's spine.
But Lucien remained unaffected, calmly pointing to the table.
"You, come here, deal me two good cards."