Mystery: The Silver Key

Chapter 2 Divination

Adam gazed at Sirion with a gentle expression, his golden eyes, clear and innocent like a baby's, seemingly able to see into one's soul.

"If you do not want to become a 'higher-dimensional observer' after the barrier left by the original creator is broken, and you do not want to lose your life and self, you must have the power to fight against Him in this short period of time."

"In some ways you are lucky. This planet has gathered more than half of the extraordinary characteristics, uniqueness and even source matter of the entire universe. Even though it is sealed by them, this planet has the conditions to give birth to several ancient beings."

"But unfortunately, the unique nature of the soul makes you incompatible with most of the extraordinary pathways on this planet, leaving you with few choices."

His tone was calm, as if he were talking about something insignificant, but as the listener, Sirian's emotions were hard to control, sometimes feeling relieved, sometimes tense, and sometimes annoyed.

After a moment's hesitation, he looked at the blond priest before him and asked in a deep voice, "What options are available to me?"

He paused, then added, "What price will I need to pay for this? If I can't afford it right now, can I pay on credit?"

Adam chuckled at him, and just when he thought the other man didn't want to answer his question for free, he suddenly spoke up:

"My understanding of those ancient things in the starry sky is neither sufficient nor adequate."

"But you can ask yourself, your own spirituality will not deceive you, and you have a sufficiently high position."

"Divination?" Sirion instantly understood what the other person meant, but there was a crucial question:

"Although ordinary people can gain some spiritual insights through divination, I don't know how to do divination."

Adam gently shook his head: "No, you can divine, and you're lucky; this divination will surely succeed."

"I...I understand, thank you for your help."

Cyril suddenly changed his mind halfway through his denial, recalling the description of the "dreamer" in the original text, one of which was: "The future He proclaims will surely come to pass and become reality."

Adam, who has mastered uniqueness, has already mastered part of the authority of the "dreamer," meaning that what He says can also become reality. Therefore, my next divination will surely be successful.

Thinking of this, he immediately looked around for tools that he could use for divination.

As for the divination methods, he considered himself quite familiar with the pendulum method, dream divination, and coin tossing that Klein often used.

As he looked around, he saw a tarot deck appear before him, its image shifting from abstract to concrete.

Adam chuckled and nodded, "Use it then. I can see that you have extra feelings for the Tarot cards."

"Silently think about the question you want to ask, and then draw a few cards from the list."

"Okay." Sirien nodded gently.

He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. After mentally preparing himself, he silently recited his question to himself. He quickly drew three tarot cards from the deck facing away from him.

He then took another deep breath, and with a mix of excitement and trepidation, turned the tarot cards around so that they faced him directly.

"The Magician, the Lovers, and the Wheel of Fortune..."

Although I know there aren't many options, and I've already prepared, aren't these choices a bit too much?

Regardless of whether the Magician card represents the "door" path or the Lovers card represents the "wrong" path, they cannot avoid the world's biggest troublemaker, Amon.

A meme suddenly popped into his head: Give up, the air is full of Amon.

Wait, that's not what I meant, I just...

Adam chuckled, interrupting his internal monologue: "Fearing or even loathing Amon is normal; most people in the world who know of His existence think the same way."

"Amon is a mythical being by nature, and lacks a sufficiently normal anchor, so his personality flaws are inevitably magnified."

"However, I see His growth in your heart, which is good news, isn't it? It shows that even a naughty child can grow up and change, although this growth has come at a great cost."

Cyril stood there, his face expressionless, but his heart was numb.

Sure enough, there are no secrets in front of the world's best "audience". But I only saw Amon make his official appearance in the second movie. How did he know that the other party had grown up?

The thought had barely crossed his mind when Adam's voice rang out: "This is a father's understanding of his child."

After a brief pause, He continued, "I will keep your secret and provide some cover for you. In return, you will need to keep some secrets for me. Do you agree?"

Sirien restrained his wandering thoughts and nodded gently, saying, "I agree."

In that instant, Sirion sensed a change, a change deep within his soul. He seemed to see a golden, seal-like projection flash by—a constraint, a notarization.

He was only slightly surprised, but he quickly relaxed. After all, it was a power that the other party had once possessed. Compared to the grand spectacle of the Unique Imagination, it was just a reproduction of the power of Sequence 6, which was completely insignificant.

Adam chuckled and nodded at him, then pointed to the three tarot cards in his hand:

"So, let's go back to the previous question."

"What question did you just ask your spirit?"

"Based on my understanding of them, the Wheel of Fortune is not a target of the 'higher-dimensional observers'."

Cyril pursed her lips and nodded, carefully choosing her words as she spoke, "I'm a little confused, so when I drew the tarot cards, the question that came to mind first was, 'What should I do?'"

Adam nodded slightly and said, "A reasonable question."

He then pointed to the three tarot cards in Sirion's hand and said in turn: "The Magician, The Lovers, and the Wheel of Fortune. Their most basic meaning is to learn the art of communication, develop different relationships, change one's destiny, and strive upwards."

"If we simply combine their meanings, it's roughly about learning, communicating, building relationships with different people and organizations, seeking cooperation and help, and strengthening oneself through continuous accumulation in order to change one's future destiny."

"The question you just asked was very general, and it just so happens that it also includes your confusion about the extraordinary paths available to you."

Sirion's eyes lit up; he understood what the other person meant: "So, the revelation of the extraordinary path I can choose is also in these three tarot cards?"

As he murmured, his gaze fell on the first tarot card he had drawn:

"The Magician upright: the beginning of things, a change in action, carrying out one's own will..."

"Therefore, the 'door' approach is the most suitable for me."

As he spoke, he looked up at Adam, but there was no one in front of him, only a full-length mirror placed in the corner. The angel king who had come in response to his call had just disappeared as suddenly as he had appeared.

Not only that, his room also became tidy, and the candles, mirror shards, herbal powder, ritual silver daggers and other things on the floor all disappeared, as if they had never been there.

Sirion frowned, trying hard to recall what had just happened. He realized that Adam's image had disappeared from his memory; he had been talking to himself in the mirror.

"How could that be? I remember it very clearly, Adam was standing right here, speaking to me very gently..."

As he was speaking, he suddenly stopped. The more he recalled it, the more unnatural he felt his behavior just now was, unlike himself.

So, I was just hypnotized?

Boom!Boom!

Suddenly, there was a rapid knocking sound downstairs. Xi Ruien looked down towards the front door. Although he couldn't see anything through the floor, he had a strange feeling that the person knocking downstairs was there for him.

...

Beyond the spirit realm, above the gray mist, in a magnificent and ancient palace that resembled the dwelling of a giant, a deep red light suddenly rose, then contracted and solidified into a hazy figure sitting at the head of a mottled long table.

Klein stared at the crimson stars that were constantly expanding and contracting above the boundless gray fog outside the palace, his face filled with confusion:

"Someone is praying again, and this time it's very different from the inexplicable prayers related to 'the sun' before. This time it's very stable and clear. More importantly, he even recited my full name. But that was just something I made up; it didn't spread at all."

"Could it be that there really is a hidden entity in this world called 'The Fool'?"

"And then He discovered that I had misused His name, and now He's preparing to send me a dressing-down through the internet via the prayers of His believers?"