Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 116 Don't let Klein find out.

"Sir, you are hired by the hour for the carriage, which costs 2 soles per hour. Anything less than an hour will be charged as a full hour, so the total is 4 soles."

The dark-skinned coachman, wearing a special sun hat, was explaining the fare rules to the gentleman in front of him.

"To be honest, you should have a more advanced pricing standard."

Klein felt a pang of pain as he looked at the four banknotes far away from him, but he was too embarrassed to haggle, because the hourly rate had already saved him a lot compared to a simple job.

After offering his small suggestion, Klein picked up his cane, pushed open the door, got out of the car, and stood in front of the sizable red-chimney house on the outskirts of Tingen.

This house, only half the size of Baron Hoy's villa, has winding vines that climb vigorously on its mottled walls.

Its front garden was overgrown with weeds, interspersed with wildflowers that swayed in the breeze, telling of the tranquility of this deserted place.

Klein Moretti's heart sank the moment he took a look.

Because the exterior of this detached house doesn't look like it's been inhabited for the past two months.

Taking a deep breath, the diviner rubbed his temples and activated his spiritual vision. He carefully scanned his surroundings but found nothing unusual.

It's so quiet here, it's like a haunted house.

Although he had expected it, he still couldn't help but sigh in the face of this harsh reality.

According to the records, the owner of this house moved away from Tingen several years ago to Backlund, and the house is vacant in the association's tenant information section, indicating that no one is renting it.

"No, maybe there is, but it could be due to coincidence!"

Klein Moretti kept speculating in his mind, because there were just too many possibilities in this regard.

At that moment, the night watchman felt the capriciousness of fate and his own insignificance.

Although he was a diviner with extraordinary abilities, able to glimpse a corner of fate through divination, he himself was unable to make any changes, remaining weak and unable to alter his situation through divination.

"So the fortune teller is only Sequence Nine!"

With a sigh in his heart, Klein's vision became clearer as he activated his spiritual vision, much like a nearsighted person putting on properly prescribed glasses, making the world before him appear completely different.

At this moment, the fortune teller's potion was completely digested!

"It's not too bad, at least I didn't make a wasted trip."

After a busy two weeks, Klein Moretti, who had spent a considerable amount of his savings, thought to himself with a bittersweet smile.

Saturday.

morning.

Melissa stood at a crossroads, her eyes constantly looking to both sides of the road, as if waiting for someone.

She wore a white veiled hat decorated with flowers and a light, off-white long dress with tulle ruffles at the neckline and hem.

The bright morning sunlight shone on her, perfectly showcasing the youthful vitality of a young girl.

"Hey Melissa, what are you looking at?"

Suddenly, a somewhat childish boy's voice came from over, startling Melissa.

She quickly turned around and looked back, then looked down and saw Ron, who had appeared behind her at some point.

"Ron, what are you doing here!?"

"This is an intersection, so it's perfectly reasonable for me to appear behind you."

The blond-haired boy who had crossed over from the spirit world casually brushed off the topic.

"Hmph, Ron, why didn't you come with me this morning? Why did you have to schedule another time?"

"Aren't you afraid Klein will discover us here?"

The way you're saying this makes it sound like we're secretly going out on dates behind your brother's back.

The all-knowing and all-seeing person inwardly curled his lip, unconsciously imagining how the poor wretch would react upon seeing this scene.

After inwardly gloating for a moment, Ron forced a smile and said to the girl in front of him:

"Ahem, Melissa, I need to let the people at the company know before I can leave. If I just left with you in the morning, it would be hard to explain to Klein!"

"Alright, come with me, I'll introduce you to our two new friends!"

The pretty girl readily accepted the blond boy's explanation and didn't ask any more questions. She waved to Ron and, like an older sister, led him away from the landmark intersection.

Crossing the street and walking along a short alley, the two soon arrived at the wealthy neighborhood of Halles.

"79 Halls Street, this is the occult gathering I was talking about, it was founded by Elizabeth's teacher."

"That gentleman was very kind and knowledgeable."

Melissa, who was walking ahead, turned her head slightly and glanced at Ron, who was curiously looking around.

"Indeed, he does seem to know a lot."

Ron, who had already "smelled" the familiar scent from a great distance, nodded in agreement with sparkling eyes.

"Ron, you're being too perfunctory! I haven't even introduced that gentleman yet!"

Seeing the blond boy acting silly again, the girl couldn't help but complain, and suddenly thought of her "mentally challenged older brother" who always made her worry.

No wonder those two managed to get together; this is what Emperor Roselle meant when he said the stench was wrong, and the dishevelment was wrong too.

Melissa Moretti's thoughts suddenly stalled, and she couldn't think of any suitable adjectives.

"Hey, Melissa, what are you doing standing at the front door?"

"Mr. Paterson's party is about to begin!"

Just then, another girl's voice came from the first floor of the detached house. The voice grew closer and closer, and soon it was near the gate.

"Elizabeth? Weren't you not coming to this occult gathering?"

Upon hearing the familiar voice, the pretty girl looked up in surprise and gazed at her other good friend, who supposedly disliked mysticism.

"I did it for you guys, you know that, like that time on Selena's birthday. That time..."

"Anyway, I'm here to keep an eye on you and prevent you from causing any trouble!"

Elizabeth, with her adorable baby fat, stammered out a sentence, then looked at Melissa with a somewhat complicated expression, as if there was something extremely heavy on her shoulders.

Ever since experiencing Selena's birthday party and witnessing Melissa's brother solve the "paranormal events" that occurred in Selena's "divination game," the girl has developed a deep fear of the occult.

When faced with Selena Wood's invitation, she resolutely refused and told many ghost stories in an attempt to persuade her two good friends to give up the idea as well.

Unfortunately, her storytelling skills were not particularly good, and she couldn't stop it from happening.

Selena blames her teacher's death on her secretly reading his mysterious incantation, so she desperately wants to resolve her inner conflict in this regard. Melissa, who has never been interested in this kind of thing, surprisingly agrees to Selena's invitation.

This worried Elizabeth, who has adorable baby fat, so she decided to come and "supervise" them herself!

"Yes! Although we can't contact Mr. Klein, I'll protect them this time!"

(End of this chapter)