Tarot cards, crystal ball, candles.
On the small black round table painted with a hexagram in front of him, these items were laid out.
Six candles were placed at the six points of the hexagram.
The crystal ball was situated in the middle of the hexagram.
The tarot cards were being continuously shuffled in hand by the Onmyoji, who was incessantly chanting: "A man nad Jason... A man nad Jason..."
The divination technique in use had long surpassed the ordinary scope of yin-yang practices.
Emily possessed an exceptional lineage and talent.
Especially in divination, she had unique insights.
Thus, Emily had not only learned the secret techniques passed down through her family but had also studied foreign divination thods extensively.
Due to such research, she had mastered so secret techniques that were quite unfamiliar on her island, and thus acquired a number of ’servants’.
At that mont, she was divining for Jason using a mixture of the family’s secret techniques and those from foreign lands.
Jason’s na grew louder and more frequent from her lips.
The cards in her hands were being shuffled with such extre speed that they even produced illusions.
However, the crystal ball showed no reaction.
Sweat covered Emily’s forehead.
Finally, when the limits before her eyes were surpassed—
Spurt!
A mouthful of fresh blood was sprayed out by Emily.
Clatter!
The tarot cards fell scattered on the ground.
Panting, panting.
Emily was gasping for air, her eyes wide with horror.
Her prophecies had failed before.
But to fail without having seen anything was truly a first.
"Jason?"
"Is he that special?"
Recalling the words of her friend Tsuchimikado Motoharu, Emily wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.
She struggled to sit up, reaching again for the blood-stained tarot cards that had fallen to the ground.
Staring at the crimson in her eyes, Emily’s face showed hesitation.
In both the island’s and the foreign secret techniques, there were so that ca at great cost to the user.
These techniques were naturally powerful, just as their consequences were severe.
But...
Emily was truly curious.
What kind of person could make soone as proud as Tsuchimikado Motoharu hold in such high esteem?
Yes, hold in the highest esteem!
Even though Tsuchimikado Motoharu didn’t say much, as his friend, Emily could sense his true inner thoughts.
This made her curiosity reach a remarkable level.
And the recent failure?
It had pushed this curiosity to its peak.
After only a mont’s hesitation, Emily made her decision.
She dipped her finger in the fresh blood on the ground and began to paint on the hexagram.
Including the crystal ball, everything was soon covered in blood-red.
"The eastern lodging ascends, form a column!"
"The western falling star, form an array!"
"The southern head held high, to the front!"
"The northern tail falls, for all!"
"The power of the four directions, the four symbols..."
Emily’s incantation resonated incessantly, the blood-red turning to a brilliant crimson, shimring with flickering light.
The initial success had Emily let out a slight sigh of relief.
This was her first ti resorting to a forbidden art for divination.
She was very concerned about failing.
Fortunately, failure did not happen.
Then, what cos next—
"A man nad Jason... A man nad Jason..."
Just like the previous muttering.
It yielded no results, just like before.
Although blazing crimson, there was no outco whatsoever.
Impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
Could it be...
Jason is a fake na?!
Suddenly, Bee thought of sothing.
Since Tsuchimikado Motoharu had ntioned the na ’Jason,’ there had been no doubt, and the na ’Jason’ was directly taken as the real na.
But could it be a pseudonym?
With this thought, Bee imdiately changed his claim.
"The person with the pseudonym ’Jason’..."
Such a change naturally violated the original rules of divination.
However, for Bee, with his exceptional bloodline Talent, although it was difficult, it was not impossible to do, especially after employing forbidden arts.
Instantly, there was a reaction within the crimson.
Splash, splash, splash!
That was the sound of flowing water!
Bee was stunned.
This exceptionally talented Onmyoji hadn’t expected to hear the sound of running water.
What is it?
As Bee was guessing, the Crystal Ball in front of him emitted a cracking sound.
Crack!
A fine crack appeared on the surface of the Crystal Ball.
The next mont, the fine crack rapidly spread, covering the entire Crystal Ball.
Bang!
Crash!
The Crystal Ball shattered.
A towering tidal wave surged out from within.
Bee was imdiately engulfed.
Not only Bee, but the western-style mansion was also subrged.
The mansion, branded with layers of defensive Techniques and hidden with layers of secret techniques, collapsed like paper mâché under the monstrous tidal wave.
Boom, boom, boom!
The western-style mansion collapsed.
The specters and Undead creatures inside were instantly crushed to smithereens.
Only Bee, still among the living, survived.
However, his condition was very bad.
Not only were his bones broken, but his entire being seed to have fallen into a state of stupor.
"How is this possible? How can this be?"
"Destiny? Destiny? Destiny?"
Bee muttered foolishly.
...
In the vast, boundless universe.
Within a palace hurtling through space.
The magic mirror lay leisurely on a Gold stand, letting Emily wipe its surface, which had just been moistened with dew, with a deerskin cloth.
Comfortable, contented.
Isn’t this what it always wanted?
Compared to such days, what’s the so-called ambition and grand vision?
It counts for nothing.
I am just a salted fish~
A happy salted fish~
La la la~
The magic mirror humd joyfully.
Suddenly, its surface quivered.
The River of Fate had been touched.
To be precise, a portion of the River of Fate it had set up had been touched.
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