Demon Hunter and His Hut

A quiet and elegant cafe.

Hmm... this seems to be a little different from the way Roger imagined communication.

Maybe it's too early, though?

"Is the psionic school you mentioned just now a superhuman force?"

Roger asked while stirring the liquid in the cup.

"how to say?"

Hathaway tucked her hair from her temples.

"It's not like the Hunter Guild and the Voodoo Association. It should be regarded as a loosely structured academic organization."

"Because most of the mediums do not have strong combat power and are not so aggressive, most of them have a fixed academic status in the real world."

"Some pioneers and leading figures got together and founded what is called a psionic school."

"I hope that through the study of psionic energy, we can observe and explain the world from another perspective, so we have this organization."

"You can think of it as a university for mediums in the otherworldly world."

"Although my mother has always opposed my contact with the supernatural world, this is my own destiny and I cannot escape."

"The organizer of this exchange meeting is a powerful dream divinator. She is best at reflecting reality through dreams and divination in the future."

Hathaway sighed.

"Divination has always been the core of psionic research, but this ability is too dependent on talent. Ordinary psychic mediums, if they do not have super-high psionic induction, it is difficult to achieve too high achievements."

"My talent is okay, but I missed the best period of spiritual growth, plus there is no teacher's guidance, so I haven't made much progress in this regard."

Hearing this, Roger's heart moved.

"Remember the Gwent card I mentioned to you last time?"

"That strange divination?"

"That's it."

Roger smiled.

"Want to try it?"

"you?"

Hathaway looked at Roger suspiciously.

"You're a witcher, and now you're going to give a divination to a psychic?"

She couldn't help but laugh a little, obviously not willing to believe it.

"Why not try it?"

Seeing Roger's eyes, Hathaway couldn't help being aroused to be competitive.

"Hmph, if you want to win the favor of a lady, you don't have any real skills, but it won't work."

"If you have any real skills, you will know in a while."

Roger smiled calmly, he was still very confident in the Gwent cards provided by the Hunter's Lodge.

But who knew that after hearing his words, Hathaway on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, and then her cheeks were slightly red under the light, and she didn't know what to think.

"Clap clap clap!"

Roger pushed aside the coffee cup on the table and placed four stacks of cards in front of him.

Hathaway didn't care very much at first, but she could feel the psychic aura lingering on the cards and couldn't help but glance at Roger in surprise.

Spiritual mediums in this world rely more on their instincts when conducting divination, which makes the divination results of different people very different.

However, regular summaries often require a lot of complicated and sophisticated attempts. In the process of inheritance of psychic mediums, it is difficult to pass on this experience completely by relying on talent.

Something that is too subjective is too different and sometimes, for other people, completely wrong.

It is precisely because of these reasons that the divination in this world has stagnated and no unified standard has been formed.

"Follow your instinct and pick a deck of cards."

Roger made an inviting gesture.

"It does look like that."

Hathaway chuckled lightly, then closed her eyes, and selected a deck of cards based on her intellect.

"Squirrel Party?"

Turning over the whole deck of cards and looking at the names marked on it, Hathaway asked with some doubts.

"It symbolizes resistance and freedom, but it matches your own temperament."

Roger explained casually.

"Whatever you say."

Hathaway apparently took it all for Roger's mystique.

She flipped over the cards in her hand curiously. The whole deck of cards was definitely not printed with modern technology, and the specific production method was completely incomprehensible. Every card surface was full of spiritual energy.

The patterns are complex and simple, and there is a series of numbers in the upper left corner. The main information provided by each card is unified, but the details are changed due to the surrounding psionic fluctuations.

"Where did you get this deck of cards?"

Hathaway began to find it interesting.

"What should I do next?"

"It's up to me next."

Roger rubbed his hands to concentrate, chose a deck from the remaining three decks, and turned over the cards.

"Nilfgaard."

"What does this represent?"

Facing Hathaway's question, Roger didn't answer. He smiled awkwardly and put away the other two decks of cards on the table.

"Nilfgaard was a mighty empire, a symbol of aggression and conquest."

Roger was naturally afraid to tell Hathaway about the symbolic meaning.

"Am I already so obvious about my intentions for the girl in front of me?"

Roger looked at himself, and after a second he had to admit that the set of Gwent cards tinkered with by the Hunter's Lodge was really interesting.

"Now I'll explain to you how the Gwent card is played..."

"Ah, no, it's the principle of divination."

"Each of us has a set of cards in our hands."

Roger asked for a piece of paper from the waiter in the cafe, "Write down the content of your divination. I don't need to say more about the principles of the problem."

Hathaway couldn't help but stop her chest.

"I'm a serious medium."

"Ha ha."

Roger did not look at what Hathaway wrote, but folded the written paper and put it aside.

"There are 22 unit cards in a deck, 10 special cards, and weather cards in addition."

Roger simply drew three horizontal lines on the table.

"The three horizontal lines correspond to unit cards, special cards and weather cards respectively."

"The number of points on the card represents the size, please read the instructions above carefully, especially the special cards."

Under Roger's explanation, Hathaway looked over carefully, but the expression on her face became more and more strange.

"Roger, tell me the truth, this is supposed to be a game, right?"

There was a bit of annoyance in the girl's eyes.

"Game, how is that possible?"

"This is true divination!"

"Although... he looks a bit like a game."

Seeing that the expression on Hathaway's face was getting more and more wrong, Roger could only explain a few words.

"Please believe me, because the previous divination techniques relied too much on the strength of the psychic, the results of the divination have fluctuated too much."

"It is very difficult from any point of view to show the general process and result of an event through only three cards."

Roger pointed to the cards in his hand.

"But Gwent cards are different. What we deduce is a process. Each set of cards has its own rules and has a certain tendency."

"Especially the special cards among them will have different interpretation directions under different circumstances. Two wins in three rounds, and the card information left on the table in the last round is the key to our interpretation of the divination problem."

Roger shrugged.

"Think about whether you'd rather believe in three cards or the whole big loop and derivation."

"Abandon the interference of the manipulator and leave everything to the instinctive fluctuations of spirituality. Shouldn't this be the core of divination?"

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