High School of Demon Hunting
Chapter 569 - 238: Divination and Wine Glass_1

Chapter 569: Chapter 238: Divination and Wine Glass_1

"For instance, can you see anything from Zheng Qing?"

The Gypsy witch turned her head, giving a cheerful smile towards Nan siblings, "If you can’t see anything at all, it wouldn’t be easy to convince others in your team, would it?"

With that, she glanced at Adam standing next to her.

The young wizard from the O’Brien family watched everything with a smile, neither voicing agreement nor interjecting to stop her.

Zheng Qing tugged at Elena’s sleeve, uneasy.

Although he hadn’t been in school for long, he had read some divination books and attended a few lectures from Professor Yi and thus was aware of principles such as ’predicting the future has risks, be careful with divination’.

Nankai, having the same concerns, immediately shook his head like a rattle drum, trying to reject the provocation from the Gypsy witch.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Nanjian had a sudden look of having realized something.

"So that’s how it is." She murmured, pulling a note from her pocket and began to read it attentively.

Her white mink, feeling its master’s arm was unstable, propped itself up with its hind legs, climbed up the witch’s arm like a Da Lian, and hung herself on the witch’s shoulder.

"What?" Elena blinked in surprise, obviously not understanding the meaning of Nanjian’s words— in fact, no one in the room understood what Nanjian had just said, not even Nankai.

"The departed will return, the sleeping start to awaken, red fills the world, and there will be silence between heaven and earth," Nanjian sang out these four sentences like a song.

To anyone listening, it sounded like the chants of monks, but the choice of words was not very specific, like some hasty musings left on paper by a mediocre poet.

"What does this mean? Is this a divination? You’ve never done this before..." Nankai was the first one unable to contain his curiosity and started his interrogation.

"Professor Yi gave it to me this morning," Nanjian waved the piece of paper in her hand, carefully hugging the white mink back into her arms, and slowly said, "The professor said, if someone asks you for a fortune telling today, just read them the note... You should know, although I am good at divination, in the school, few people come to me for fortune-telling specifically, everyone trust those part-time assistants in the clubs or the retired professors."

Zheng Qing nodded in agreement.

As Nanjian had said, if he encountered difficulties and wanted to consult with a fortune teller, he’d definitely go to more authoritative people, not someone who ’appears inexperienced’.

"So, is this divination actually done by Professor Yi for Zheng Qing, and not by you?" concluded Elena.

"If Zheng Qing doesn’t mind, I’d be very interested in giving it a try." Nanjian was scratching the round ears of the white mink, watching Zheng Qing with a very interested expression, "Usually, I can hear many noisy echoes from others, according to Professor Yi, those are the screams of destiny... But from you, I can only hear silence."

Perhaps worried that her explanation wasn’t clear enough, Nanjian reiterated, "Dead silence."

This time, there was truly a dead silence.

Everyone looked uncomfortably between the female diviner and the male scholarship student. Nankai awkwardly rubbed his hands, seemingly wanting to prevent his younger sister from continuing such reckless speech, unable to figure out how to stop her, becoming embarrassingly flustered and red-faced.

Elena, with her arms crossed, looked thoughtful, seemingly lost in thought.

Breaking the silence was the leader of these hunters and an acquaintance of Zheng Qing — Matthew Karen.

"Hmm, it seems we have one more guest?" Matthew emerged from the crowd, cheerily greeting his teammates. Deliberately sweeping his gaze over the scholarship student next to him, he rested his gaze on Elena, "I only wanted to get some drinks for everyone... But why does the atmosphere seem a bit weird after I return?"

Zheng Qing turned his head and saw several little elves beside Karen. They held heavy silver plates filled with various snacks and several cups of drinks of different colors.

"Because Nanjian just said something very scary," Nankai shivered and shook his head continuously, "Don’t make me recall just now..."

With that, the male witch grabbed a tall, slender wine glass from the tray, lifted it and swirled it.

"Wow!" Looking at the golden viscous liquid swaying in the glass, he added with a surprised tone, "Is this amber light? I didn’t know the school dance would provide such a high-quality product!"

Matthew didn’t pay attention to Nankai’s exaggerated words, or perhaps he instinctively took them as Nankai’s usual exaggerations. Instead, he was more intent on sharing the items he’d brought back with his team.

"The dance wouldn’t provide amber light, it’s unknown whether the student union’s budget can even afford enough green bees." Karen’s young wizard smiled slightly self-consciously, "These amber light came from my cousin, although the year is a bit recent — this is a ’99 — but it is Dunhuang original pulp, without any modulation, the taste is very rich."

"Even so, using a tulip glass to hold amber light, you must be the first in the Karen family." Adam O’Brien also took a glass, slightly shook it, and laughed, "But it is indeed a very interesting innovation, it’s easier for one to differentiate the subtle aroma in the wine... At least, I wouldn’t confuse the vanilla with calamus anymore."

"I can’t help it." Matthew helplessly shrugged his shoulders, "When I went, the Burgundy and Bordeaux glasses in the lounge were all taken... Tulips are not solemn enough but at least they’re elegant in appearance... Would you rather use those highball cocktail glasses?"

"Cocktail glasses are not bad!" Nankai licked his lips while adding curiously, "I could try mixing Green Bee and Amber Light to see what happens... hmm, maybe I could also toss in a piece of smoking sugar."

"A waste." Adam shook his head, muttered, and took a sip of his drink.

Zheng Qing dumbly listened as several wizards discussed the differences between different types of glasses and drinks with great enthusiasm, almost dozing off.

Was there a more boring topic?

This vibrant dance was brutally turned into a dull networking venue by these young masters.

"Let’s go dance!" The scent from the Gypsy witch wafted from behind Zheng Qing.

Elena stood behind him, leaned into his ear, and whispered softly, "Surely, you don’t intend to spend the whole evening listening to such dull conversation?"

Zheng Qing got his spirits up immediately.