The Warden of The Witches

Fortune Teller

"Divinity and maxims, both exist within vessels. Let's talk about divinity first. Apart from dominator and mortal, divinity can attach itself to other beings and objects. When the dominator of old thrones fell, many divinities were not preserved in their remains but scattered across this plane. So what you need to do is collect individuals possessing divinity and then extract their divinity. The ritual to extract divinity is actually quite simple. Many dark magics of humans are designed for this purpose of transferring divinity. I can teach you directly," explained Mephilia to Aiden.

"Other beings... Does this mean animals can also contain divinity?" Aiden inquired.

"Not just animals, plants can also have it. Beings imbued with divinity exhibit unique traits. Some of the legendary creatures you've heard of perhaps evolved due to possessing divinity. However, these beings have no possibility of mastering maxims. Therefore, even with divinity, they cannot become dominator."

"It sounds very dangerous. I feel collecting artifacts would be safer." Aiden decisively chose to give up at the thought of hunting.

"Can you Show a bit of backbone, please? Artifacts aren't as easy to come by for you, and the amount of divinity they can hold is minimal. I suggest you directly take from individuals with divinity or dominator, have them willingly transfer it to you, or obtain it from their remains."

"Isn't that the most challenging part?" Aiden frowned.

Even the Great Witch who is an S-rank wanted criminal, cannot easily obtain divinity. Individuals with divinity are unlikely to be simple targets.

"But this is the most efficient way to do it, and individuals with divinity are also the most convenient for you to find," Mephilia said softly. "You should be feeling it now. After I descended into this body, many rats followed and gathered here, and among them there's individuals with divinity. I estimate you will encounter them sooner or later."

Aiden was taken aback. Indeed, Priscilla came to the Silver City to trace the Blood Moon Cult's whereabouts. Although she herself does not possess divinity, the forces behind her, or the Witch's Gathering, are connected to this.

Perhaps other similar forces have noticed the Blood Moon Cult's activities, and they continue to monitor Mephilia that was summoned by the cult, who also arrived unnoticed in his hands. After all, it's hard for others to imagine that a dominator would cooperate and be housed by an ordinary person.

If news of mephilia's presence beneath the Rose Prison leaks out, all those aiming to follow the path to godhood and targeting Mephilia will come looking for him.

Thinking about this, Aiden couldn't help but feel speechless. He initially wanted to smoothly transition into his second life and replace the inherited identity with his original profession, but now he was getting more deeply entangled...

"What kind of time-travel drama did I get myself into..." he mused inwardly.

At this moment, Mephilia added, "Of course, when you actively seek divinity and maxims but lack clues, I can also offer you some help."

"How will you help me? Don't tell me it's about pulling those Holy Nail for you to grant me blessings or something," Aiden inquired.

"In the Lower district, at 19 Autumn Leaf Lane on Sunset Avenue—when you need it, go to that place. There's a rather good Fortune Teller there who can help you uncover clues about divinity and maxims..."

"Don't mess with me!" Aiden interrupted before she could finish. He felt that Mephilia was teasing him.

Sunset Avenue, a street he knew well, was the famous black market in the Lower district of Silver City. It was a bustling commercial street lined with small shops from the main street to the alleys. However, a small portion of these shops dabbled in shady or even illicit activities, or their goods were not entirely legitimate.

Here, a pharmacy might discreetly sell potion products and materials not available on the market to regular customers. A bookstore might hide scraps or notes containing dark magic knowledge from a witch or dark mage. Precious metal shops might handle stolen goods from thieves or gangs, and some shops might sell firearms without requiring identification...

Of course, on the surface, this was just an ordinary commercial street. In reality, whether it was peculiar stores or customers with hidden agendas, they were only a small part of the picture.

In a place like this, there were fortune tellers set up on the roadside, many of them, mostly women. However, the vast majority were there for some light-hearted entertainment, paying for a few vague words of amusement.

The income level in this line of business makes it hard to sustain a store, but there are specialized divination shops. However, most of these shops primarily sell supposedly luck-changing trinkets, using divination as a lure to attract customers. And Some establishments even get involved in scams and cult activities.

Then there are more extreme cases where so-called "Fortune Teller" operate shops that are fronts for illicit activities involving the flesh trade, falling under unregistered illegal operations, similar to the nightclubs in Firework Alley. Aiden occasionally dealt with such criminals here, so he was aware of these situations.

Ultimately, the official magical knowledge inherited by Aiden—clairvoyance, divination, and similar skills—although real in this world, had largely been lost. It wouldn't be accurate to say they were entirely lost. Historically, true and effective divination techniques were rare and typically secrets known to a select few women. Even if mastered, the success rate of divination with clairvoyance to obtain definite results was low, rendering it of limited practical value.

And Modern divination has become so diluted among useless practices that distinguishing the real from the fake has become challenging, further diminishing its utility. Genuine Fortune Teller are almost extinct.

So finding a Fortune Teller in the alleys of the Lower district meant that nine out of ten were likely frauds, with some possibly engaging in unsavory activities.

When Mephilia suddenly threw this suggestion at him, Aiden felt like the goddess was toying with him—why would a dominator like him be involved in such matters when there was a succubus above handling these things?

But Mephilia looked at him earnestly and said, "I'm serious. This Fortune Teller can help you."

Upon hearing this, Aiden was momentarily stunned and instinctively began, "She..."

"You just need to know that she can help you, as long as you... are willing to try," Mephilia interjected, cutting off his questioning. "Also, a piece of advice, don't attempt to investigate her. It's pointless. She is indeed connected to me, but you won't uncover it."