Chapter 118 Poker Divination
for a long time,
The two fell into deep thought again.
The thoughts in their minds have already diverged and deduced in that direction.
The two big guys on the side really understood what Ryan said.
I guess he understands it better than Lei himself.
…
After a while,
The bearded man's eyes sparkled with brilliance, and he looked as if he had suddenly become enlightened.
He looked at Ryan, his face full of satisfaction and sincerity: "Thank you Ryan for clearing up my doubts. I have benefited a lot from you today."
After a pause, he looked at Ryan carefully and meaningfully, and praised him generously, saying: "Her Royal Highness the Princess is surrounded by talented people, and you have amazing talent..."
"Now it seems that I made the right decision to come here in person."
The man in the cloak also had a feeling of enlightenment, with a complicated expression, as if he had made some decisions in his mind.
Basel, who sat at the same table, wanted to chat with his poker friends, but found that he didn't understand the topic at all. He could only laugh and said, "Ahem! Ryan, you... are not bad, not bad..."
As he said this, he boredly picked his ear with his right little finger, picked out a lump of amber earwax and flicked it out, which made him feel involved.
Ryan: “…”
They are both big guys, why is there such a big gap between them?
…
Finally, the atmosphere was completely harmonious.
Ryan also understood that they had no intention of coming for the "Morin's Treasure" at all.
This made him even more curious. Why did the two big guys come here specifically?
He then asked, "By the way, what are you two doing here? Are you really here to play poker with me?"
"Oh, just listening to you, I almost forgot the main thing."
The cloaked man said this, as if he remembered something unimportant.
He took out a letter and said, "I originally wanted to go find Her Royal Highness the Princess and give her some information. Now, I happened to have divined that you are here, so I have no choice but to ask you to do it for me."
There wasn't even any wax seal on the envelope, as if there was no fear of being peeked at.
"Sending a letter?"
Ryan found it a little unbelievable.
What kind of shocking content was contained in the letter that made him travel all the way to the plague base to deliver a letter?
Instantly, he caught other information in the cloaked man's words and asked curiously, "Are you a fortune teller?"
"Yes."
The cloaked man flicked the playing cards in his hand, rubbed his fingers together, and turned into a hand of "four aces", and said: "Have you heard of poker divination? Although it is not as famous as tarot divination, it is also a very important branch of the divination sequence."
Originally, this move was quite cool.
But I never thought that there would be a fool like Basel at the card table.
He suddenly said, "Hey, hey, hey... play cards properly and don't cheat, okay? There are eight aces in two decks, six in the pool, and you throw out four more. What does that mean?"
Man in cloak: “…”
Bearded man: “…”
Ryan: “…”
The mysterious veil of the "fortune teller" was instantly torn to pieces by this unromantic guy.
For cows, aren’t peonies meant to be eaten?
… …
After hearing this, Ryan finally understood why they found him so easily.
I also understood the weird personality of this cloaked man with split personality.
The fortune tellers in the mysterious department are all weird guys with some strange abilities.
After thinking about it, he said, "Since you are a fortune teller, why don't you find Her Highness the Princess in person and deliver the letter? To be honest, I don't know where Her Highness Ymir is."
What Ryan said was true. He had heard Ymir say that she was coming to look for the temple, but the "Forest of Ashes" was so big, who knew where she was.
"Divination comes at a price. It's not that easy to find someone."
The cloaked man had no intention of hiding anything. He smiled and shook his head, saying directly: "Besides, the princess has means to prevent detection. I only know that she is here, but it is impossible to accurately locate her position unless I don't want to live for decades..."
Ryan's expression became even more strange after hearing this. "You are not even sure where Her Royal Highness the Princess is, so how do you know that I can definitely deliver the letter?"
"I'm too lazy to look for it..."
The man in the cloak described his laziness in a very refreshing and refined way.
His tone was lazy, like a sleepyhead who had not yet woken up.
Then, he said a bunch of professional terms, and then said: "There is also a professional term in divination called 'optimal choice divination'. It means that I don't need to know the result, but I know that this choice is the one that can theoretically produce the best result."
After a pause, he continued, "So, giving you the letter is the most labor-saving method."
The words were a bit confusing, but Ryan understood: "You mean... I will meet Her Royal Highness the Princess at some point in the future?"
The cloaked man shrugged. "No, I'm not sure. It's just the result of divination. Your chances are higher than others."
Ryan suddenly felt that this divination was a bit of a joke, "So...what if my letter doesn't arrive?"
The cloaked man spread his hands indifferently, "Then we can only blame the bad luck of the princess. Isn't life a process of gambling with fate? After all, the envelope contains very important information that concerns life and death."
“…”
Ryan suddenly understood Basel a little. It was really a waste of time to talk to these weird guys!
Thinking about it, he decided to be the postman, so he didn't ask any more questions. He continued, "What's your name? If I meet the princess, who should I tell you about the letter?"
The cloaked man grinned, "My name is... 'Clemens F. Metternich'."
…
Originally, I came here just to ask Ryan to help deliver a letter.
Now that Metternich had heard what Ryan had said before, he had completely changed some of the ideas in his heart.
There are not many people in this world that catch his eye.
Now, there is one more.
The game was over and the cards were put away.
The cloaked man looked at Ryan, and suddenly became interested. He blinked and said, "Mr. Ryan, now that we have finished our business, how about we play a game of cards alone? If you win, I will tell your fortune for free. If you lose, you just need to give me a gold coin."
"How do you play?"
One gold coin doesn't sound like a big bet. If you lose, you lose.
If Ryan knew in advance that this was a madman who liked to gamble his life with others at every turn, he would never agree so easily.
"Draw a card and bet on the size."
"good."
Ryan didn't hesitate and directly drew a card from the column that the cloaked man had placed on the table.
It's all about luck anyway, and it doesn't test your skills, so there's nothing to hesitate about.
He drew a card and placed it on the table without turning it over, waiting for the other party to draw one as well.
At this moment, a strange scene happened.
The man in the cloak was a step slower. He stretched out his hand to select a poker card and tried to pull it out. However, his hand that was holding the corner of the card seemed to be restrained by something, and he was unable to pull out that thin card!
“Eh…”
At this moment, he seemed to have realized something and his expression became incredible.
His eyes flashed, and a bitter and helpless arc gradually appeared on the corners of the cloaked man's mouth.
He suddenly relaxed and gave up drawing the cards.
Sigh slightly.
Ryan was confused: "You don't smoke?"
The cloaked man smiled bitterly and shook his head: "No need."
"Don't you want to see my points?"
"No."
The bearded administrator at the side seemed to see something and said meaningfully: "Friend Ryan, you are really lucky."
Ryan was confused: "What's wrong?"
Did something unexpected happen just now that I didn’t understand?
"nothing."
"So did I win or lose?"
“I won.”
"Then do you want to help me with divination?"
"The results are out."
"???"
"Divination: Turn misfortune into fortune."
“…”
That’s it?
Why not fiddle with the medium and chant some spells? At the very least, you have to touch the crystal ball...
This guy says he is a fortune teller, could he be a fake?
Ryan felt that the extraordinary people in the mysterious department were indeed some weird guys.
After dealing with these guys for so long, my speech has become abnormal.
It's like a monk making a witty remark, and you have to guess what the content is.
Then, I didn’t stay long.
The two uninvited guests came together and left together.
Before leaving, the bearded man smiled and said, " Friend Ryan, we will see each other again in the future."
The cloaked man also showed his signature squinting smile and said to him: "Suddenly I feel that this world is beginning to be a little interesting..."
“…”
Only Ryan was puzzled.
As he watched the people go away, he realized that the cloaked man had left a poker card.
It’s the one I just drew.
I wanted to remind him, but when I looked up again, the person had disappeared.
He thought about it and opened it.
A colorful "Joker" card.
…
Seeing the people leave, Basel also breathed a sigh of relief.
He suddenly asked Ryan: "What did you talk about with them just now?"
Ryan was stunned and asked, "Didn't you listen to the whole thing?"
Bazel smacked his lips and said, "I did hear all those words, but they didn't want to enter my mind, so they just came out on their own..."
“…”
Hearing this, Ryan didn't know what to say: "Do you know those two people just now?"
Bazel: "You don't know him?"
Ryan: "I only know that the bearded old man is the librarian. I don't know about the other guy named Metternich."
Bazel chuckled, "Big Beard? You call Master Kavo, the Great Polymath, the leader of the Ten Legendary Demon Hunters, Big Beard?"
It turned out to be the one I guessed...
Ryan just wanted to swear. He had been going to the library for so long and met him every day, but he didn't realize that he was a top master.
He said with some resentment: "Is that person Master Kavo? You went to the library with me so many times, why didn't you remind me?"
If you had reminded me earlier, I would have hugged your thighs...
Who the hell knew that an old librarian could have such a powerful background!
To Ryan's surprise, Bazel shook his head and said, "I have never seen him in the library."
"ah?"
Hearing this, Ryan was stunned.
But could the old man reading a book that I see every time be a ghost?
Bazel seemed to have guessed Ryan's doubts and explained, "Master Kavo's magic skills have now reached an extreme level that no one in the world can understand. If he doesn't want to be seen, he won't be seen. Especially in that library."
Ryan: "What's so special about the library?"
Bazel showed a hint of fear in his eyes and said, "That is the most powerful magic tower in the City of Glory."
After a pause, Bazel continued, "Even just now, what you saw was not his real body, but just a projection of a magical clone."
"Can you defeat Master Kavo in your prime?"
"You asked a very stupid question."
“…”
"Who is this fellow called Metternich?"
"The staff member around Prince Omar... a very strange guy! I didn't guess it before, but today I am sure that he should be a disciple of the Gambler Sequence Olatu K. Kant. The Gambler Sequence can only be passed down to one person in each generation. That guy showed up, so Kant should be dead."
Sure enough, it is another one of the “Top Ten Legends”!
Ryan was not surprised, but he was curious: the staff around the eldest prince actually came all the way to deliver a letter to Ymir?
He looked at the thin envelope in his hand again, his eyes a little complicated.
It’s not easy to be a “postman”.
