“Are you a psychologist?”
Shade asked curiously.
"You can only be considered a scholar. Let's get started."
Mr. Richard said, and Shade nodded. The cover of the album was a hand-painted landscape painting, nothing noteworthy. Turning to the first page, Shade looked at the strange painting where black, purple and white were intertwined, and the color blocks kept wriggling and dynamically exchanging colors. After hesitating for a moment, he said:
"First, the eyes."
Mr. Richard wrote down in pencil in his notebook:
"Please continue."
The second picture was more abstract. It was a dense mass of hundreds of eyes of all sizes, scattered on a colorful black background. Those eyes kept blinking, which could drive people with trypophobia crazy. Xia De forced himself to look at it for a while. Because the answer "eyes" had already been used, he barely found another picture this time:
"Butterfly."
The third picture becomes a fragmented colorful butterfly with abstract eye patterns that fills the entire picture against a colorful background.
The butterfly seemed to be torn apart forcibly, and the delicate hairs and antennae on its body were still shaking.
"Beauty torn apart by violence."
He made the answer a little more complicated this time.
In the fourth picture, against a pure black background, an irregular blood-red strip divides the picture into two, and the strip is dancing up and down.
"Tail."
He continued answering questions, and when he turned to page 13, which happened to be the last page, he had seen all kinds of strange and uncomfortable pictures before, so when the last picture, a huge moon in the starry sky, appeared, this normal picture actually surprised him a little:
"The last painting... a silver moon. Yes, a silver moon."
"Is it over?"
Mr. Richard asked, then nodded and took the album that Shade handed back:
"Different people flipping through this album see different contents and pages. Usually there are three or four pages. It's rare to see thirteen pages like you did."
His tone was very calm, but he still glanced at Xia De. That look made Xia De feel more and more like a guilty person:
"So can you tell me the test results? Or do you need some time to analyze it?"
He was curious about the result.
"I can tell you right now, but I want to make it clear: this is not divination or prophecy, it's just psychological analysis, so it may be completely wrong. If you are not satisfied, you can treat my words as a joke."
After Xia De nodded to show that he understood, the old man looked at his previous records and said:
"Apparently, you like a lot of girls, those with pretty eyes, twins, stronger than you and extremely attractive, and those with tails are your favorite features."
"This... I..."
"I'm just doing analysis, I can't guarantee right or wrong, so there's no need for you to defend yourself."
Mr. Richard said this with great understanding, having obviously seen similar reactions many times before. Then, he drew the holy emblem in front of him:
"I swear in the name of God, this result will not be spread. Besides, I don't even know you. Even if others know, they won't know who it is related to... By the way, your result is actually normal. Why are you panicking? I have seen people who like human steam princesses, human cockroaches, rotting female corpses, or worn high heels. What's wrong with you?"
"Well... please continue."
Xia De thought that it would be better for him not to dwell on this topic.
"You tend to be more conservative about marriage and love, and are willing to give your heart to gain love, and hope that the other party will do the same. You have a certain desire for control, but it is not very strong. You are greedy and eager to get more..."
"Ahem, can we skip to the next paragraph?"
"Okay, I'm almost done anyway. The last paragraph is about your inner desire. This is not about the type of girl you like, nor the love story you yearn for, but your truest thoughts that you may not even be able to see clearly... You desire the moon."
Mr. Richard still spoke calmly, not caring at all what Shade thought:
"By the way, what is your age and family situation? If it is convenient, also your income situation. I want your income file."
"About 22 years old, no relatives... at least I don't know any blood relatives. As for income... not much, but I have a share in the mine, and the girls around me like to pay for my expenses... Oh, God, to be honest, I'm regretting sitting down."
"Then I'm glad you don't have the ability to go back in time, otherwise I would have one less record... OK, I'll record it."
Mr. Richard hurriedly wrote down the last few notes:
"I only do psychological analysis, but most people who accept my invitation like me to give a summary conclusion at the end. Are you interested in listening to it?"
Xia De nodded. Since he had already done the investigation, he wanted to hear the end:
"Of course. Go ahead."
"You don't even know what you want, you are chasing a goal that is like a dream. You are lonely, so you hope to be loved, and you want a lot of love. You are afraid of losing, so you desperately want to hold on to what you have already obtained."
Xia De nodded again, pursed his lips and didn't speak for a long time. He suspected that the other party was not a believer in the god of love, but a believer in mind reading.
Mr. Richard was probably used to this kind of thing, so he didn't bother Shade to think. After a long while, he suddenly asked:
"By the way, what do you want to talk to me about?"
Xia De also woke up from his thoughts. The psychological test just now shocked him greatly:
"I read a passage in an old book: Affection is the fusion of souls; sex is the collision of bodies; romance is the connection of spirits; and love is the promise of two people becoming one.
This sentence was inserted into the paragraph very abruptly, and has no connection with the context, so I want to know what this sentence means. It happens that I know Mr. Fulan and they introduced me to seek your help. I will pay you. "
Mr. Richard shook his head:
"Forget about the reward. Since you are a friend of the brothers and have accepted my psychological test, you are also my friend. The words you said are indeed one of the most important mottos before the demise of the cult. In the distant Fifth Era, before our Lord left, this sentence was printed on the first or last page of every church book. But now, it is part of the spell of the most special divine art among the few divine arts we can still use... ... You can also call it a magic, which requires corresponding spiritual runes to learn."
"Excuse me, what kind of magic is this?"
"Brother Fulun also knows the divine art of connecting hearts. It requires spiritual runes such as connection, twins, and emotions to learn.
The basic function of the magic is to allow two people to communicate with each other without speaking when holding hands. Under the condition of mutual trust and emotional integration, injuries can be transferred to each other. However, the Fulun brothers have special talents and have developed other functions of this magic. Therefore, by slightly changing the casting method, they can cast together. But if you want to do this, the casting requirements are also higher. "
This requirement should refer to "twins" or "complete trust", but Shad does not have the corresponding spiritual runes and cannot learn this magic.
"Will this strengthen Dorothy's bond with Resia?"
He asked in his heart.
No, the fusion of souls will not be promoted so easily.
Although it was unclear whether Chloe Yin meant for Shad to find this magic, Shad still wanted to let Dorothy and Lecia give it a try. Shad remembered that they had the "emotion" rune.
"Then, can you teach me this magic? I can pay you, or you can ask me to help with other things."
Shade then said, and Mr. Richard shook his head again:
"That's not my business. This magic was once the knowledge of the Order, and it is also the knowledge of the Rosicrucian Order now. If you want to learn it, go downstairs and find Upton and Hope. Upton is the keeper of the secrets inherited from the Order, and you need his consent to learn magic. Hope is the financial director of our trip this time, and she will give you a price... I suggest you go find Kelly Hope first. Upton has a weird personality, and if you go directly to him, there will probably be no result. But if you say that Hope has already given a price, he might be willing to talk to you."
So Shade said goodbye to Mr. Richard and prepared to go downstairs. Before leaving, the old man gave Shade a business card and invited Shade to visit his psychological counseling clinic if he had time to go to Willendel. It seems that this old man should be considered a colleague of Dr. Schneider.
Kelly Hope, who was staying in Room 211 of the hotel, looked to be in her forties. Although she had wrinkles on her face, she was still very charming. She wore a black dress and a pink crystal earring on her left ear. Other than that, her outfit was very simple.
The lady did not make any special requests to Shade. After inviting Shade in, she listened to what he had just seen and heard at Mr. Richard's place before nodding slightly.
"No problem. This magic is knowledge that can be sold. But I have to warn you in advance that both of you must learn this magic at the same time in order to communicate while holding hands. As for the effects of transferring injuries and casting spells together, there are more stringent prerequisites. This is not something that ordinary friends can do."
"It's okay, I want to give it a try."
Because Shade was a friend of the Forlan brothers, Ms. Hope did not ask for a high price. In Shade's estimation, the price of this magic with many unique features should be around 350 pounds without materials, but Ms. Hope only asked Shade for 320 pounds.
When Shade took her note and prepared to persuade the last Mr. Upton, Ms. Hope asked Shade to wait:
"I have a different opinion on the advice you just gave to Richard."
"Isn't that the spell of this divine art?"