Henry trying to fry a fish which is very slippery. Shopkeepers cleaned and separated all the fibers. Henry just needed to cut it in small pieces. He was about to put one in mouth, he stopped and said,
" God Bless Me! "
Henry put the fish on a bowl using slotted spoon.
However, controlling his hunger wasn't a big deal to him. Just acting awkward.
Henry took some time frying all the fish pieces. He took one small piece for himself.
Creating the dish by separating the bowls differently. Taking it to the kittens he sat beside them.
At first, kittens smelt it and hesitating to eat. But in front of that big fried monster, they couldn't control their patience.
As they started eating a drop of water fell from Henry's emotional less eyes.
While kittens were eating, he was adoring them. At the finest he could do right now is just adoring them. They can't even eat the fish properly cause they are breastfeeding kittens.
They couldn't finish the meal but at least they ate. Henry will go somewhere today.
He took the kittens on the bed and as if they slept, Henry unraveled his brown long jacket from wardrobe and wore it.
Having a classic drip, he fits his Fedora hat on head. Looking outside the window he restored the weather in his head.
The wind is blowing smooth and ray is also temperate.
Locking the door, he went out, searching for a work..... He is appointed for.
Henry takes a carriage. The coachman asked, " Where is your destination my lad?"
" Take me to Mandola street, please. How it will cost? "
" Not much, just 500 pence, let's go! "
Henry sat in the empty carriage. While passing through a park the carriage stopped. A man in middle age entered the carriage sat on the opposite sit if Henry.
Henry muttering to himself a song slowly. He looked at that man at a time.
He was sitting notching his jaw and staring Henry raising an eyebrow.
Henry slowly took the eyesight from that person away, looking outside the window.
After some times, the carriage stopped. Henry reached his destination. He landed from the carriage as well as that person.
Henry and he paid the coachman and started to walk together further, crossing the street.
" You are Henry Ford? New appointed? "
Henry was confused what to say because of the sudden surprise.
" Yes, I am. Uh.... Can I ask, who are you?"
They crossed the street the stood on the footpath.
" Hahaha, nice to see you, I am Sebastian Marcel. I am the one who appointed you. "
" Oh, nice to meet you too, Mr Marcel. "
Sebastian shows Henry path and they made their way to the foretelling camp.
" So, you are coming here twice in a week. As you said, every Saturday and Wednesday you will come here at 2pm and get freed at 4 and 30pm. You will get one pound for one customer service as a newcomer. "
Sebastian and Henry both sat on a bench. The camp is currently empty. All the Foretellers busy gossiping and enjoying some grape juice.
Henry put his cap on the table and snapped his fingers.
The sunray is bit sharp today.
After a while, a person came inside from a tent and sat on a table.
Henry's hand was about to become sauce.
" Yo! Henry right? Nice to meet you, Mr Watcher..... I am Julius Constantine, The Oracle of Gambler path. "
Henry wasn't in shock or excitement. He was ready for this.
" Hehe, I will work here from now. By the way, Mr Marcel too... "
Sebastian was polishing his nail. He looked at Henry.
" Yeah. State -3 of Lucky Charmer, Tailor. Today there is not much customers to examine you..... "
Henry was propably thinking, Phew, God blessed me.....
Henry scratched back of his head and asked Julius his age. Julius replied,
" Hahaha, I look old right? I am 37 years old you can say. "
Henry was making sound on table by fingers. He looked left and then right. Beside the camp on the right edge, there is a big field.
Some kids playing cricket there. Henry was watching from far. His visions were very clear and sharp than before. A kid tried to hit a six. Quite near to the boundary..... A fielder ran and caught! But no... The ball slipped from his hand. Batsman took two runs.
" These kids are like grasshoppers. I used to be like that. "
Julius came down from the table.
" Really? I thought you were flies flying on those bull's shit. "
" Oh, I ain't in mood to argue. Chain your hole tightly. "
" Don't hide your true identity Infront of newcomers, Oracle. "
Julius looking at Sebastian with a bothered face..... for 5 minutes.
Henry was silently discovering and enjoying their intense battle.
However, Sebastian was confused.
Don't his face hurts staying in same pose for 5 minutes?
Julius is looking at Sebastian with his bothered mood like statue.
Henry was observing..... thinking what their next move will be.....
The flowing of wind there made the environment more serious.....
Julius is still staring.....
Until Bertha came from behind and landed a hack headshot.
" Ouch! What was that about? "
" For doing nothing. "
Henry took his hat on and stood up.
" Nice to meet you, gentleman. I am Bertha Macbeth, -3 state, Blacksmith of Survivor path. Vain told me about you. "
Bertha smiled.
" Oh, so you all know each other? Interesting. What you guys do as Miracle Invokers? Hunt evil? "
Bertha chuckled.
" You will know it very soon. "
" I think so, but how did you all end up here?"
" Another meaningless question, fate doesn't favour good, bad, strong or weak, only the invetable. Perhaps the fate is not written in the stars but in the scar we leave behind. How we are here is just a pointless question to ask. "
Julius threw heavy a reply.
Sebastian raised an eyebrow,
" Chill dude, don't blow yourself. "
" No, no. It wasn't anything to offend. He is right. We humans pray to fate when we win and curse when lose, as if it ever listened. "
Bertha sat on a chair and sighed.
" What you all are planning to do now? Let's go on a tour— "
Sebastian and Julius began to act like they are sleeping while standing. Bertha made a annoyed face and sighed again.
Henry chuckled and notched his cheek before saying, " Well, I guess I will sleep too."