Chapter 288: Normal Cat

Luweiya's footsteps gradually moved away, but Xia De, who was sitting in the room, did not go to pick up the teacup, but lowered his head to look at the orange cat.

He hadn't forgotten that on the night before last, this cat didn't use his spell-breaking, but self-absorbed a trace of divinity power and changed back to a cat body. Luweiya said there was no problem with this cat, and Xia De also thought it was possible that he had unconsciously lifted the miracle on the cat while in a coma, but he was always cautious.

"Meow~"

Seeing that Xia De didn't move, the cat lying down looked at him.

Xia De was very sure that the cat he adopted was an ordinary cat, at least it was like that a few days ago. What he was worried about now was not that the cat lifted the spell on itself, but that after absorbing a trace of divinity power, this cat became not ordinary.

Although there were no such examples in modern times, stories of ordinary things accepting the power of gods and changing themselves often appeared in ancient myths and legends.

Even if that was just a story, it was not without reference value. And besides changing back to a cat after lifting the spell, Mia had not shown any other special points so far. Even if Xia De touched it directly, the woman in his heart could not perceive anything strange about this cat.

"If you are willing to talk to me, I will take you to eat something good at noon today."

He suddenly said to the cat in a low voice.

"Meow?"

The cat that had already stood up meowed in confusion, then rubbed its furry face with its right front paw, not meaning to speak human language at all.

So Xia De was relieved. Although there were doubts about changing from a cloth doll to a cat, overall, this was still an ordinary domestic kitten.

"Meow~"

Little Mia meowed, as if urging Xia De to organize lunch as soon as possible. Xia De thought that perhaps he could spend money to truly "possess" this cat from Miss Mia Galde.

He swore that this idea was not premeditated, but had just appeared.

【Possessing someone else's pet is not a righteous act.】

The woman's voice laughed in his ear, and Xia De also stood up:

"I didn't say I must do anything good. And I didn't say I wouldn't spend money... wait until Miss Galde writes again, she said she would write once a month, maybe I can probe her tone next time."

Xia De did not leave the Diviner Association immediately, but returned to the reception desk on the first floor to inquire whether the association's vice president, Mr. Cynthia Mark, was there.

After waiting for a few minutes, he saw Mr. Mark walk down the stairs, very enthusiastic toward Xia De:

"Oh, Mr. Hamilton, long time no see. Are you interested in the divination activity I mentioned last time? Or want to ask about the Rod card competition? In fact, before the 'Dacheng Player,' there were quite a few amateur-level Rod card competitions in the Tobeisk area. Recently, news of 【Founding·Silver Moon】 has spread, and quite a few people have mentioned to me that they want to invite the owner of that card to play cards."

He warmly shook hands with Xia De. Xia De looked around, and while walking upstairs along the stairs with Mr. Mark, he lowered his voice and said in a low voice:

"Please hold the stair railing before I speak."

"What?"

Although he didn't know why, the middle-aged man still smiled and followed suit:

"Look, I'm already holding it. Is there any exciting news?"

"I want to identify a Rod card, a very ancient Rod card."

Xia De said, and the middle-aged man raised his eyebrows:

"No problem, can I take a look at which one it is first?"

Seeing that there was no one on the stairs, Xia De covered it with his coat, took out the paper card, and handed it to him.

The middle-aged man found Xia De's action funny, but still kept the action of holding the stair railing with one hand, smiling and looking down:

"It's not that I'm not humble, but I can bet that I know every special Rod card face publicly issued."

"You will definitely know this one, because..."

"Oh, my god!"

The middle-aged man gasped while holding the stairs. Xia De saw the astonishment on his face, which was about the same as expected.

The outsider sighed quite melancholically: 【2

"You definitely recognize this one, because the card face of 【Founder·Balance】 hangs on the first floor of the Society... How long will this appraisal take? I have things to do this afternoon."

Mr. Make had no reaction; he stared blankly at the card in his hand, and only after a long while did he ask:

"Sorry, what did you say?"

"I said, I really like Tarot cards."

Xia De joked while holding the cat.

He didn't waste too much time at the Divination Society. The old appraisers who had traveled here from the Lagesen Principality of the Kingdom of Carinsik over half a month ago to appraise 【Founder·Silver Moon】 had not yet left; they were to serve as appraisers in the "Dacheng Player" Tarot tournament a month and a half later. Therefore, if Xia De brought the card back tomorrow, he would know whether 【Founder·Balance】 was genuine.

In fact, he was very clear that this card was absolutely genuine.

After leaving the Divination Society, the next stop was to find Priest Priest Ao Gu Si.

Next week was the fourth week of the month, which meant not only exam week but also the approach of the Saint Prayer Festival. Plus, the Dawn Church still had to handle the aftermath of the God-Descending incident, so even if the doctor had time to hold a study session this week, he figured the priest wouldn't have time to attend.

They met at the entrance of the Dawn Church. Priest Priest Ao Gu Si looked much more haggard, but he was still as spirited as ever:

"Good afternoon, Xia De. I'm relieved to see you're alright. Thursday night's events were truly terrifying. I wanted to send a letter to ask if you were safe, but I was worried that the Ridewich Yard might be checking recent mail within the city. May God bless everyone!"

The old priest carefully drew the holy emblem on his chest, making a prayer gesture; he was a quite kind person. Xia De thought for a moment, reached into his pocket, grabbed about 10 pounds in banknotes, and stuffed them into the priest's hand:

"Please donate this to the church for me; consider it my donation for the Saint Prayer Festival... If there are any festival souvenirs, don't forget to save one for me; I plan to display it at home."

When he was scattering money from the window in the morning, Xia De certainly wasn't foolish enough not to save a portion for himself and the doctor. They each got 50 pounds, and Xia De felt that after experiencing Thursday's events, he might need some luck recently, which was why he had impulsively thought of donating.

"No problem, I'll save a souvenir for you. However, Bishop Ouwen seems to want you to participate in the activities as a representative of the believers on the day of the Saint Prayer Festival. Are you interested?"

The priest asked while counting the handful of money Xia De had shoved at him.

Xia De thought for a moment:

"Tell me when there is a specific time. If I have time, I will definitely come, Priest..."

"What is it? What do you want to ask?"

The old man asked curiously.

"About the God on Thursday..."

"Must not speak, must not speak."

The priest shook his head hurriedly:

"That is not something mortals should know, so don't ask any more. Fortunately, none of us were dragged into it. I originally thought that with Bill's bad luck, he would definitely be involved in this matter. Fortunately, he only knew the God-Descending vessel chosen by the cultists, rather than being directly invited to attend that gathering."

"Hmm..."

Xia De thought for a moment and noticed the cat's tail touching his chin. When he reached out to touch the cat on his shoulder, he decided not to refute Priest Priest Ao Gu Si's thoughts.

"Also, did the morning's business go smoothly? I've already heard that the police chief of Ridewich Yard was shot dead in his lover's home."

The old priest inquired again.

"Of course it went smoothly, but after Thursday, if we take risks like this again, it will definitely attract the attention of the church, so we need to be low-key for the next few days."

"As long as you understand. Although the people you went to kill were bad people, and what you did doesn't count as being bad people, you must be cautious in your words and deeds, constantly judge your own actions, and never let the darkness in your heart consume you."

Priest Priest Ao Gu Si always liked to view people as creatures that would make the worst choices, so he would always think of the worst aspect of human nature when encountering anything. This wasn't directed at Xia De; his behavior was directed at everyone. Miss Miss Lu Lu Lu Yisha had mentioned that this had to do with the priest's life experiences; he had spent years in the church listening to the confessions of believers and had seen and heard far too much.

Afterward, Xia De also entrusted the priest to help find information about the Old God 【Yaobian Doorway】, and Priest Priest Ao Gu Si naturally agreed.

Just then, a middle-aged man who looked as haggard as Priest Priest Ao Gu Si walked over to chat with the priest, seemingly wanting to inquire if there were any finger-sized wooden puppets as souvenirs for the Saint Prayer Festival. Seeing that Priest Priest Ao Gu Si was busy, Xia De said his goodbyes and left.

The final destination was Feather Quill Street in the University District. When the carriage stopped downstairs at the apartment building where Miss Miss Lu Lu Lu Yisha rented, Xia De realized it was just lunchtime. And when he saw the blonde writer on the third floor, having not seen her for a few days and having experienced so much, Xia De found that he missed the young lady before him very much.

"What's with that look in your eyes?"

Miss Miss Lu Lu Lu Yisha greeted Xia De to sit down. Seeing him put Mia on the sofa, where the small cat was sniffing around with her nose twitching, she joked again:

"Coming here at exactly twelve o'clock, you wouldn't happen to want to have lunch with me, would you?"

"Haven't you eaten yet? That's perfect, let's go out to eat. This morning, the doctor and I made a profit, so this time it's my treat."

"I'm increasingly suspicious that you came at this specific time just to have a meal with me."

The blonde lady's smile deepened, but judging by her movements as she stood up to change clothes, she had likely accepted Xia De's invitation.

On the way out to eat, Xia De told Miss Miss Lu Lu Lu Yisha the news that he had advanced to the Second Ring. Miss Miss Lu Lu Lu Yisha was naturally happy for him, and subsequently, they cautiously talked about the God-Descending event on Thursday night.

She had been sleeping that night, so she had fallen unconscious directly in the blood mist after the God-Descending. By the time she woke up the next day, the matter was already over, so she knew almost nothing about that night.

After learning more detailed information from Xia De, she couldn't help but sigh at the terrifying things that had happened in the city she lived in. Then, changing the subject, Dorothy Miss Lu Lu Lu Yisha asked Xia De, who was feeding the cat.

The orange cat Mia was sitting obediently on a chair specially prepared by the restaurant, tilting her head and squinting her eyes to accept the bread Xia De was tearing up and handing to her.

"Xia De, is it convenient now to take out the two pieces of 【Youth-Preserving Leaves】 for me to see?"

"Why?"

"I want to judge whether this matter has anything to do with you based on the consumption of the leaves."

Miss Miss Lu Lu Lu Yisha said.