Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1621 1593. Divination Record
Using divination techniques to determine good or bad luck, divination before a war is something every civilization does in its early stages.

Just like in ancient Greece where Cassandra lived, Lan En had personally witnessed the Athenians and Spartans offering sacrifices to the gods before fighting on the same battlefield.

However, if this kind of superstition exists under normal circumstances, after civilization moves out of the initial stage, it will gradually become just a ritual.

But if it is a genuine supernatural power, it will certainly be passed down.

The Onmyoji, who is very versatile in Japan, has this part of the responsibilities.

Abe Haruaki is the most commendable figure in the profession of Onmyoji throughout history.

"Onmyoji's divination?"

Margarita, who was beside Lan En, curled a strand of blonde hair by her ear with her fingers and asked curiously.

"In our magic, there are also visceral divination, clay divination, astrology and so on. It's not that no one wants to use these means of peeking into fate and the future in exchange for wealth, glory, fine clothes and delicious food."

"But how can I put it?"

Margarita chuckled and thought of a suitable statement: "Well, their limited success rate has successfully destroyed part of their credibility. And the vague interpretation of the prophecy, which can be good or bad, has brought a lot of annoyance."

Prophecy does have its validity.

Famous ones include 'Islinne's Whitefrost Prophecy'.

But at the same time, this thing really cannot be verified.

Even if a farmer with horse manure on his feet suddenly started dancing at the stars in a mysterious way and later said that he had "revelation", this is entirely possible from the technical level of chaos magic.

After all, this power is so chaotic and full of variables.

But there are so many people who make such claims, and although the truth will eventually be eliminated, the credibility and effectiveness of "prophecies" are being taken less and less seriously by people.

Today it has gradually evolved into something similar to the appreciation of art and antiques: whoever is famous and well-known will be valued for his predictions.

Margarita's implication was that all these sorceresses and wizards were not just here to do their jobs. They were all involved in the Civil War that was sweeping across the continent. If prophecy was really useful, they would have predicted it long ago.

"Divination is one of the fundamentals of Onmyoji." Abe Haruaki said calmly, "It is one of the fundamentals of Onmyoji."

"You mean, the divination ability of Yin Yang magic is much stronger than our magic?"

Margarita chuckled.

"I didn't say that." Abe Haruaki explained immediately, "It's more likely that the emphasis is different."

"My Yin-Yang technique does not require me to accurately predict a certain event or a certain time period. Instead, I want to perceive a general trend in a general and vague way."

"That is to say," Lan En teased, fanning the flames, "Yin Yang magic does not require the prophecy to be a poem, nor does it require rhyme."

"Hey!" Margarita turned around and glared at the witcher in dissatisfaction, "How can there be a prophecy that doesn't rhyme?!"

"I." Abe Haruaki raised his hand and smiled awkwardly, "It is true that I can only get a good or bad result."

Margarita turned her head again and looked at Abe Haruaki in disbelief.

"Okay." After joking, Lan En's face calmed down and looked at Yin Yang Master, "You said war is dangerous. What are you talking about?"

"It means that the characteristics of this war itself are very dangerous." Abe Haruaki seemed to know that Lan En would grasp the key points, so he answered simply.

"It's dangerous. Either the war itself is cruel and dangerous, or the future of our camp will be dangerous. But judging from your Highness's [Five Directions and Five Elements Body Light], which is not yet complete."

"If I were to determine whether you are lucky or unlucky, I would be in great danger myself."

"It's because the war itself is too brutal and dangerous." Lan En stroked his chin in thought.

After a moment, he opened his mouth and asked, "There is no reference. This is your first time in this world. So we don't know how the last Northern War was represented in divination from the perspective of Yin-Yang magic. Compared with that, what is the situation this time?"

"That's right." Abe nods. "After all, I am just an outsider who came here halfway. I don't know what the normal standards of war in this world are."

"But I can clearly see that this war is far more brutal than the one you had with Lord Yoshitatsu's monster army in Mino. That's why I'm giving you a warning."

Things can only clarify their position through comparison. In the absence of a reference system, Abe Haruaki can only use a war that Lan had fought in magical Japan as a comparison.

"But there is a solution." Lan En turned around and said, "Rita, Aretusa should have records of astrological observations in previous years? Especially those years when major events happened."

"I'm not proficient in prophecy and divination, so I don't get involved in this subject." Margarita held her chest with one arm and her chin with the other hand as she thought about it, "But according to normal procedures, the professors of this subject should do this."

"The astrological records, and even the dried viscera and clay fragments they used for divination in the year when the event happened, these things should be recorded in writing and archived together." "Then we'd better look forward to the institutional management of Aretuza College." Lan En nodded at Abe Haruaki, "Leave it to you, Haruaki. Help me look through those records and give an explanation of Yin-Yang magic."

"This is a huge project, Your Highness." Abe Haruaki smiled bitterly, "For divination, we need to know the causes before we can predict the consequences. We have to look for more than just the months when the war took place."

"In short." Lan En didn't finish his words, but stepped forward and patted the Yin Yang Master on the shoulder.

"I will do my best, but," Abe Haruaki said seriously, "Are you ready to leave now, Your Highness?"

"It's time." The demon hunter nodded and waved his hands in the air, as if feeling something. "After all, the weather is getting warmer now."

This means that the "unwritten truce" that had begun between the North and the South at the same time due to the winter weather and the difficulty in replenishing supplies will also end unquestionably.

After greeting Abe Haruaki and receiving a reminder from the great Onmyoji, Lan and Cassandra rode out of Aretusa's main gate on a Qilin.

Gos Velen by the sea was still filled with a fresh smell of the sea today. The closer to the busy fish market, the stronger the smell became, and it gradually changed from fresh to pungent.

The golden rooster weather vane on top of the town hall building was spinning non-stop, with a flock of seagulls circling above it.

Coming back and forth on the streets were small vendors, workers going to work, and sailors relaxing after getting off the ships in the harbor.

There were several unusually tall figures wearing hooded cloaks on the street. They were obviously customers who bought magic cloaks shipped from Novigrad.

Strictly speaking, these people can be considered Lan En's customers. After all, magic cloaks are also Lan En's business.

The leather workers on the roadside were selling their leather aprons and leather boots, and the herbalists were sprinkling water on the plants that were almost wilted, hoping to maintain their green appearance.

At every intersection, there were bards with various voices, some bad, some really talented. They played instruments like lute or violin as if it was a routine, and repeated the same manuscript over and over again.

The pedestrians around were visibly numb, but it was a waste not to listen to this free performance, so in this irritable and yet advantageous mentality, they listened to it over and over again.
It’s a mixed bag, not very clean, but full of people and a bustling atmosphere.

Most people looked in awe at the Kirin, whose shape was completely abnormal and hidden under the magic harness, and the giant above it.

Those who were a little bolder or more clever would bow and salute Lan as he walked.

And Lan En would politely return the greeting on horseback.

This time, the witcher didn't even bring a hooded cloak to cover his eyes and ears.

As soon as he appeared, the tall figures on the street became panicked.

After all, buying a magic cloak to show off, or to bluff people, or to gain an advantage in a conflict, etc. But it is impossible to stay calm in front of the real owner.

For a moment, several tall figures on the street turned their heads around, looked around, and moved their feet, as if trying to find a gap to get into.

This instead prompted Lan En, who was on horseback, to greet them.

He didn't say anything, just waved at them and shouted "Hey" with a smile.

But this kind of teasing, which was obviously well-intentioned, still soothed a few people.

Some of them stood where they were, their faces invisible under the hoods of their magic cloaks in the magical shadows, but from their figures they seemed to have calmed down.

Some simply took off their magic cloaks, revealing their bodies that were several sizes smaller underneath, their faces flushed, and they laughed dryly, unable to speak.

Wherever Lan En passed, the already bustling and busy Gos Velen suddenly became even more lively.

"So popular." Cassandra was not at all shy, and looked at the crowd in the city with interest. "Just like when you were in Athens. Everywhere you go is so popular? Even Pericles would be jealous of this charm."

"He's a hero after all, meow!"

Standing on the Qilin's neck, the flannel ball nodded solemnly and proudly.

"Although I wasn't here at that time, but the boss is a hero, meow!"

"Okay, the trouble caused by the hero has to be settled by the security guards!" Gerd stood at the entrance of the factory area and complained at the oncoming Qilin. "What's this?"

Lan gave him an apologetic smile.

After all, there were quite a few people gathered behind him to watch the fun.

The fluff ball covered its mouth embarrassedly and waved its little paws at Gerd.

Faced with this scene, Gede couldn't get angry.

(End of this chapter)