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Chapter 153 - 143: She Who Eats Shadows · Oct 26, 2026

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151 Chapter 151 - 142: The Lovers Card 2026-10-26
152 Chapter 152 143: She Who Eats Shadows 2026-10-26
153 Chapter 153 - 143: She Who Eats Shadows 2026-10-26
154 Chapter 154 - 143: She Who Eats Shadows 2026-10-26
155 Chapter 155 - 144: Christmas Eve 2026-10-26
156 Chapter 156 - 145: Lamb and Cross 2026-10-26
157 Chapter 157 - 146: Legal Principle 2026-10-26
158 Chapter 158 - 146: Legal Principle 2026-10-26
159 Chapter 159 - 146: Legal Principle 2026-10-26
160 Chapter 160 - 147: Wilderness Hunt 2026-10-26
161 Chapter 161 - 148: Highland Summer House 2026-10-26
162 Chapter 162 - 149: Fall-Inducing Fire 2026-10-26
163 Chapter 163 - 149: Fall-Inducing Fire 2026-10-26
164 Chapter 164 - 150: Peat Bog 2026-10-26
165 Chapter 165 - 151: Ether Burst 2026-10-26
166 Chapter 166 - 151: Ether Eruption 2026-10-26
167 Chapter 167 - 152: Adipocere 2026-10-26
168 Chapter 168 - 153: Exoteric Division and Esoteric Division 2026-10-26
169 Chapter 169 - 154: The One Who Steals the Young People’s Shadows 2026-10-26
170 Chapter 170 - 154: The One Who Stole the Young Man’s Shadow 2026-10-26
171 Chapter 171 - 154: The One Who Stole the Young Man’s Shadow 2026-10-26
172 Chapter 172 - 155: Card Array: Crossing Bridge 2026-10-26
173 Chapter 173 - 155: Card Formation: Crossing Bridge 2026-10-26
174 Chapter 174 - 156: New Year’s and the Crossing Veil 2026-10-26
175 Chapter 175 - 157: Spirit Lodging Artifacts 2026-10-26
176 Chapter 176 - 158: Her Children 2026-10-26
177 Chapter 177 - 159: Forged Blade 2026-10-26
178 Chapter 178 - 159: Forged Blade 2026-10-26
179 Chapter 179 - 160: Judgment 2026-10-26
180 Chapter 180 - 160: Judgment 2026-10-26
181 Chapter 181 - 161: Returning to Sleep 2026-10-26
182 Chapter 182 - 162: We Must Rise 2026-10-26
183 Chapter 183 - 162: We Shall Rise 2026-10-26
184 Chapter 184 - 162: We Must Rise 2026-10-26
185 Chapter 185 - 163: Automatic Secretary Doll 2026-10-26
186 Chapter 186 - 163: Automatic Secretary Doll 2026-10-26
187 Chapter 187 - 163: Automatic Secretary Doll 2026-10-26
188 Chapter 188 - 164: Boundary Stone 2026-10-26
189 Chapter 189 - 165: The Essence of Encryption 2026-10-26
190 Chapter 190 - 166: I Have an Expert Ancestor 2026-10-26
191 Chapter 191 - 166: There Was an Expert Among My Ancestors 2026-10-26
192 Chapter 192 - 167: Tribute 2026-10-26
193 Chapter 193 - 168: Mortal Enemy and the New Generation 2026-10-26
194 Chapter 194 - 169: Saint Anne’s Spring 2026-10-26
195 Chapter 195 - 170: Everything’s Fine at Home 2026-10-26
196 Chapter 196 - 170: Everything Is Fine at Home 2026-10-26
197 Chapter 197 - 170: All is Well at Home 2026-10-26
198 Chapter 198 - 171: Observation 2026-10-26
199 Chapter 199 - 171: Observation 2026-10-26
200 Chapter 200 172: Well Forbidden Song 2026-10-26

Fortunately, he was quick on his feet. He’d come up with the ”binary structure” interpretation on the spot, and even as he said it, he felt it was a bit of a stretch.

But Richard had somehow made the connection himself.

Truth be told, he did actually know how to perform Divination.

But his skill was barely passable. He could manage, but he was far from proficient, let alone an expert.

The only reason he’d seemed so fluid today was because he was working backward from the answer.

No matter which card he drew, he could find an angle to tie it back to what he already knew.

But Richard didn’t know all this.

In the young man’s eyes, he, the Guide, must seem incredibly mysterious and profound.

The old gentleman could barely suppress a smile at the thought.

.........

At Greenwood, it was tradition for the lunch on the last day before break to serve as a farewell.

Everyone would exchange small gifts they had prepared. After lunch, they would all head home, not to see each other again until after the new year.

They had been sitting at the long table by the window, in a corner of the second-floor dining hall, for months.

Warren brought over an extra chair.

”We’ll have to squeeze in a bit. Let’s get all the gifts out on the table.”

Hugh was the first to pull out four small cloth bags tied with Hemp Rope.

Each bag was stuffed full, smelling of a mixture of walnuts and dried apricots.

”Home-baked.” He pushed a bag in front of each person.

”Your family baked these?” Warren weighed one in his hand. ”It’s pretty heavy.”

”My grandmother had me bring them.”

Richard opened his bag. Inside were shelled walnuts, dried apricots, raisins, and a few pieces of toasted coconut flakes.

Each piece had been carefully selected; none were broken, and all were perfectly whole.

”Thank you, Hugh.”

”You’re welcome.”

Mason plopped down into his seat and pulled a few things from the inside of his coat, placing them on the table.

”My mom cut my allowance in half recently.”

”So, for the gifts I got... please don’t be disappointed.”

He pushed the first gift to Warren.

It was a thick hardcover book.

Warren glanced down at the spine: *The 1909 National Horse Racing Almanac*.

”It’s last year’s version,” Mason explained. ”This year’s just came out and it’s too expensive. I can’t afford it.”

Warren opened the title page. ”Why are you giving me a horse racing almanac? I don’t bet.”

”You don’t bet, but you can learn.”

Mason said seriously, ”Your family has money. It’s a waste not to study up on investing.”

Warren snorted. ’This kid’s up to no good.’

Mason pushed the second gift to Hugh. It was a bag of candy.

”You like sweets, don’t you? So here’s some candy.”

Hugh opened the bag and tossed one into his mouth.

”Ah, mints.”

The third gift was pushed to Grey. It was a headscarf.

Grey unfolded the headscarf. ”Why did you pick pink?”

”Because it had the biggest discount.”

Grey folded the headscarf neatly and put it away without saying anything.

The fourth gift was pushed to Richard. It was a thin booklet.

Richard opened it and glanced inside. ”*The 1910 North Horse Racing Club Newcomer’s Handbook*?”

”You’re smart,” Mason said earnestly. ”Smart people who study horse racing make more money than those who study literature.”

Richard closed the booklet. ”Thanks.”

”You’re not actually going to study it, are you?” Warren asked from the side.

”Of course not.”

Mason sighed and took a sip of his tea.

”None of you people understand investing.”

”’People who bet on horses are all idiots who end up losing their shirts.’ Your mom told you that, right?”

”My mom doesn’t understand investing.”

Just then, Grey also took her gifts out of her shoulder bag.

The first she handed to Warren was a pair of thick, hand-knitted woolen gloves.

”These are perfect.” Warren put them on without a second thought.

The second was handed to Mason.

Mason opened the box. Inside was a pocket-sized portable scale.

”What’s this for?”

”To weigh loose tobacco, to weigh tea leaves, to weigh your horse racing bets.”

Grey said with a deadpan expression, ”Aren’t you getting into investing? Investments require precise measurements.”

The third was for Hugh.

Hugh opened the box. Inside, twelve almond shortbread cookies were neatly arranged.

The last one was for Richard.

Grey took out a neatly folded bundle of dark blue fabric.

She held the bundle in her hands, hesitating for a moment before passing it to him.

Richard took it and shook it open. It was a long scarf.

It was dark blue, the stitches weren’t quite even, and in a few places, you could clearly see where it had been knit wrong, unraveled, and re-knit.

But the material was truly high-quality.

Genuine fine wool, soft, and not scratchy against the neck.

”You knitted this yourself?”

”Mhm.”

”How long did it take?”

”A month and a half.” Grey seemed a little nervous. ”I was running out of time, so the stitches at the end are a bit rushed.”

”A month and a half?” Warren chimed in. ”You’ve been knitting this every day after school recently?”

Grey didn’t answer Warren. She was waiting for Richard’s reaction.

Richard gave the scarf another shake and wrapped it around his neck.

”It’s a perfect fit. Thank you, Grey.”

Grey visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

Next, it was Warren’s turn.

The first item, for Hugh, was a red jar.

”Strawberry jam. Dug it out of our kitchen,” Warren confessed.

”She said it was about to expire anyway, so it was better to give it to you than have my family eat it.”

The second, for Mason, was a leather wallet.

Mason flipped open the wallet and took a look.

”Hey, wait a minute.” He suddenly started turning the wallet over and over. ”How come it’s empty?”

”...You didn’t really think I’d give you the money too, did you?”

”A buddy’s gotta do another buddy a favor, you know?”

”And a buddy’s gotta know his limits.”

Mason looked at Warren’s raised fist and didn’t dare say another word.

The third item, for Grey, was a small, pearl-inlaid makeup box.

”This looks rather expensive, doesn’t it?” Grey picked up the box to examine it.

”It’s alright. My cousin recommended it,” Warren said. ”I really couldn’t think of anything else to get you.”

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