"Nifheim?!"

Upon hearing this name, the beautiful lady in charge hesitated for two seconds before asking:

"Are you... sure? You want to find Master Nifheim for divination?"

"What's the problem?" Su Li asked in surprise.

The receptionist glanced at the letter in Su Li's hand, hesitated for a moment, and said:

"... Since it's a friend's introduction, then please follow me."

Su Li asked further:

"Beautiful lady, can you tell me what the problem is?"

Su Li cleverly handed over a silver coin as a tip.

The lady hesitated for a moment, took the coin, and whispered:

"If your friend is a friend of Master Nifheim, then forget what I just said. Recently, the master has received many complaints, all related to divination."

Su Li felt helpless. This guy from the path of fate seemed intentionally unwilling to give accurate divinations, perhaps to conceal his own extraordinary abilities.

Moreover, judging from Sorl's tone, this guy was very greedy and liked to deceive people.

"Thank you for your kind reminder." Su Li nodded and smiled.

"Please follow me." After receiving Su Li's tip, the receptionist was quite happy. She stood up and led Su Li to the reception hall.

Today was Tuesday, and there weren't many people in the Divination Association. Passing through a corridor filled with portraits and introductions, they reached an open conference room. The sound of playing cards could be heard, and people with empty coffee cups occasionally walked towards the restroom.

The receptionist led Su Li to a separate divination room.

Pointing to a slightly old fabric sofa, she said:

"Please have a seat and wait here."

Su Li sat in the guest's seat and looked at the crystal ball, divination cards, divination tray, and magic axe on the table. It didn't feel particularly new to him.

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Because he had been to Budra, where the entrance to the private mine, Ji Yun House, was also a divination place. The boss, Taliesin, was a diviner, but he didn't know if she was a fake.

After a while, a man with dirty brown curly hair, wearing a large yellow crystal necklace around his neck and various gemstone rings on his fingers, appeared at the door of the room.

As soon as he entered, this wizard-like man washed his hands in the silver basin placed on the side of the table.

Su Li didn't say anything, but he saw the basin emit a buzzing sound when the man put his hands in it.

With a tone of a charlatan, Nifheim said to Su Li, who hadn't spoken:

"Sorry, my spiritual power is too overwhelming, I can't control it."

Looking at Nifheim's gold and silver teeth, Su Li immediately associated him with a swindler.

Su Li looked at this man with a reddish-brown complexion and wine-soaked nose. His appearance did resemble the description of a wizard in legends.

Especially the two red and white oil paints on his face added a touch of mystery to his temperament.

But the more deliberate his appearance, the more fake he seemed, not like a true expert.

Su Li stood up and politely said:

"Are you Mr. Nifheim?"

"It's me. Did you come to find me specifically? Let me guess, is it a friend's introduction?"

Su Li smiled and asked with interest:

"Can you guess which friend introduced me?"

Nifheim showed a profound and inscrutable expression.

He didn't answer Su Li's question and sat down on a chair adorned with various wizard symbols.

Stroking a thorny staff that had already been rubbed and patinated, he said to Su Li:

"From now on, each question costs five silver coins. Can I answer your questions?"

Su Li found it even more amusing. He suppressed his laughter and said:

"Say that name, and I'll give you an additional five shillings."

Only then did Nifheim look at Su Li directly. Judging from his attire, he didn't seem like a wealthy person.

He secretly used his spiritual vision and only glanced at Su Li once. Cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead. Then, he quickly stood up, forced a smile, and said:

"Sorry, my spiritual energy is too chaotic. Today is not suitable for divination. You should find another divination master."

Su Li took the initiative to stand up, closed the door, and said to Nifheim:

"I came to you today specifically for a divination."

"I dare not! How could I dare to divine for such an important person like you?"

Nifheim's back was already soaked with sweat. He couldn't see Su Li's spiritual power, let alone his future. But with his keen spiritual sense, he had caught a hint of something special.

That scent belonged to a god!

He firmly believed that the person sitting in front of him was a deity, or at the very least, a vessel of some evil god or someone harboring the seed of an evil god.

Peeking into the future of such a person was equivalent to directly facing a god.

The mildest consequence would be bleeding from all seven orifices, exploding eyeballs, and falling into madness and losing control.

His heart cursed the person who introduced Su Li, and a large amount of cold sweat soaked his wizard robe.

If he could leave this room, he would definitely pack up and, no! He would directly buy a ticket and escape as far as possible.

Su Li vaguely guessed that this diviner from the path of fate had probably discovered some secrets, possibly related to Aomie.After all, that was the existence worshipped by Dickens, the Imaginary Dragon of the Fourteen Main Sacrifices of the True Spirit Society, a genuine evil god.

This was better, so he didn't need to worry about being cheated by the other party.

"Relax, I'm just here to ask you to divine some minor matters, and I'll pay the fee!"

"To be able to serve such a great existence as you is my absolute honor, no need for any money."

Nifheim was extremely humble, wishing he could kneel down and kiss Su Li's shoes.

Su Li nodded and said:

"I want to ask about the Sixth Fleet, about the former Navy Vice Admiral Wilkin Edmonton Snow, can you divine that?"

If it were anyone else asking, Nifheim would definitely have a bunch of requirements, such as asking for some personal items, or needing a relative to be present to cut their finger and drip blood, and so on.

But for the person in front of him, he didn't dare to make any demands.

With a chest-thumping sound, Nifheim said:

"There's no problem at all, noble and esteemed sir."

This was the first time Su Li had seen an extraordinary person of the Fate Pathway be so obsequious to him, he couldn't help but tease and ask:

"Is the spiritual power inside you not in chaos?"

The sweat on Nifheim's forehead seeped out even more, and he trembled as he said:

"It's not in chaos! I'm in a great state right now."

With that, he tremblingly took out a crystal pendant, raised it to eye level, and muttered the name Su Li had given him:

"Wilkin Edmonton Snow..."

"Wilkin Edmonton Snow..."

After asking three times, Nifheim opened his eyes and answered:

"Most esteemed sir, Vice Admiral Snow is already dead."

Su Li nodded in satisfaction, and he affirmed:

"Yes, I'm asking about his cause of death. Or rather, who killed him."