Chapter 142: Chapter 142 Diviner_1
"Divinity and oracles are bound to vessels. Let’s talk about divinity first. Apart from dominators and mortals, divinity adheres to other beings and objects. When the ruler of the ancient throne perished, much of their divinity was not preserved by their remains and scattered into this plane. So, what you need to do is collect beings with divinity and then extract it from them. The ritual to extract divinity is actually quite simple, many of the dark magic practices by humans are designed to transfer divinity. I can teach you that directly," Melifilia explained to Aiden.
"Other beings... does that mean animals can also contain divinity?" Aiden asked.
"Not just animals, but plants can hold it as well. Creatures endowed with divinity will exhibit unique traits. Some of the unique legendary creatures you’ve heard of may have evolved because they possessed divinity. However, these creatures have no chance of mastering oracles, so even if they have divinity, they can never become dominators."
"That sounds dangerous. I feel like collecting Divine Artifacts would be the safest option." The mere thought of hunting magical beasts made Aiden decisively choose to give up.
"Could you be a bit more ambitious? Divine Artifacts are not that easy for you to find, and the amount of divinity they can contain is very limited. I suggest you take it directly from people or rulers who have divinity, getting them to transfer it to you voluntarily, or extracting it from their remains."
"That’s got to be the most difficult way, right?" Aiden frowned.
Even a Great Witch who was a Class S wanted criminal couldn’t easily obtain divinity. Those who possessed it were unlikely to be simple characters.
"But it’s the most efficient method, and people with divinity are also the easiest for you to find," Melifilia said ominously, "You must feel it by now, right? Since I descended into this flesh, many rats have followed here, and among them are beings with divinity. I reckon you’ll run into them sooner or later."
Aiden was startled. Indeed, Presia came to Silvertown to trace the Blood Moon Cult’s movements. Although she herself did not possess divinity, the forces behind her or the assemblies of witches were closely related to it.
Perhaps other powers had also sensed the Blood Moon Cult’s activities, as well as the arrival of Melifilia summoned by the cult, and attempted to investigate, but no one would have thought that Melifilia was in his possession — after all, it was hard for others to imagine that a dominator would cooperate and be sheltered by a mortal.
If word of Melifilia’s situation beneath the Rose Iron Prison got out, everyone who intended to follow this path to godhood with Melifilia as their target would come to him.
With this thought, Aiden couldn’t help but be rendered speechless. He had initially planned to live his second life smoothly by abandoning his inherited identity and returning to his old profession. Now, however, he was getting increasingly entangled...
What kind of transmigration script did I pick up... he lamented inwardly.
Just then, Melifilia offered another suggestion: "Of course, when you actively seek divinity and oracles but lack clues, I can also offer you some help."
"How are you going to help me? Don’t tell me you’ll bless me if I help you remove the holy nails," Aiden asked.
"Sunset Boulevard, Autumn Leaves Alley, number nineteen — when you need it, go to this place. There’s a quite remarkable fortune teller there. She can help you divine clues about divinity and oracles..."
"Don’t mess with me!" Aiden interrupted before she could finish. He felt that Melifilia was joking with him.
Sunset Boulevard was a street he knew well as Silvertown’s infamous underworld market. It was a bustling shopping street from the main roads to the alleys, filled with small shops, albeit a small part of them dabbled in gray or even black business, or the products were fine but their sources not so legitimate.
In such a place, a pharmacy might quietly sell magic potions and ingredients not found on the market to regular customers, a bookstore might hide scrolls or notes with knowledge of black magic from a witch or dark mage, a precious metals shop might accept stolen goods from thieves or gangs, and some stores could sell firearms without requiring any identification...
Of course, on the surface, it was just an ordinary commercial street. In fact, the strange shops and customers with ulterior motives were only a very small part of it.
In such a place, roadside fortune tellers were not uncommon, mostly women, but the majority were there just for a bit of fun, paying money for plausible-sounding nonsense.
Such businesses hardly made enough money to sustain a shop, yet there were specific fortune-telling shops whose main business was selling trinkets claimed to change luck, using fortune-telling just to attract business. Some of them were involved in fraud or cult activities.
Then there were even more exaggerated cases. Some so-called "fortune tellers" were actually running covert brothels, unregistered and illegal, different from the registered nightclubs of the red-light district. Aiden was occasionally involved in catching such criminals, so he knew about these situations.
At the end of the day, with the official magic knowledge inherited by Aiden, clairvoyance and fortune-telling, though existing in this world, had actually become lost... or rather, not entirely. The so-called truly effective divinations of old were secret techniques that only a few women could learn. And even then, the rate of achieving clairvoyant accuracy during divination was very low, rendering the practice of little practical value.
Today’s divination arts were even more mixed with a multitude of useless techniques, further obscuring the true from the false, and decreasing their utility. Real, skilled fortune tellers were nearly extinct.
So finding a fortune teller in the alleyways of the lower city was a near certainty to be a fake, and some might even be peddling themselves.
Melifilia suddenly threw him such a suggestion. He felt as though the goddess was making a mockery of him — what was a dominator doing engaging in such petty businesses, that was more suitable for the succubus above.
But Melifilia looked him straight in the eyes and said earnestly, "I’m serious about this. This fortune teller can help you."
Aiden paused for a moment and asked instinctively, "She..."
"All you need to know is that she can help you, if you... are willing to try," Melifilia cut off his query, "Also, let me advise you, don’t attempt to investigate her, it’s pointless. She is indeed related to me, but you won’t uncover anything."
