Chapter 505: Differences in Games
Kira had no idea why Urrutia's personality was so different from that in the original work.
Could it be that I have had too much influence on her?
He vaguely remembered that they first met on Devil's Island, and he punched her in the face at that time. Could it be that the punch was too heavy and made the girl stupid?
It seems that I have to let her go for a comprehensive check-up after returning this time!
Otherwise, if he turns into an idiot one day and blackmails me, all the savings I have worked so hard to accumulate over the years will be in danger.
In the afternoon, the two people, who had eaten and drunk their fill, walked side by side on the street to digest their food.
Kira finally gave the money. He couldn't really watch Urrutia starve to death in a foreign country.
Using space magic, the palm-sized animal skin wallet was connected to the seventh small safe in the basement of Hope Hut, and the money in it was enough for her to use.
After getting the money, Urrutia happily ate two large bowls.
Kira then realized that when girls say they have no appetite or can't eat, they are often lying! It's just a means for them to achieve their ultimate goal.
In fact, their stomachs are as organized as the volumes used to manage computer disks. The unfilled space in the stomach is like the cleavage in front of the body. As long as you are willing to squeeze it, there will always be space.
"Hey, isn't this Mr. Kira? I haven't seen you setting up the stall these days, I thought you had left."
A fat middle-aged lady was walking towards him. She was a regular customer who often took care of Kira's business when he was selling magic props here a few days ago.
This middle-aged lady certainly didn't want to take advantage of the young girl. Although the women of the Western Continent were warm and open-minded, they were not to the extent of ignoring the age difference. She mainly wanted to introduce her daughter to Kira.
"No, no, I have something to do these two days. I am busy with the check-in process, so I have to stop the stall for a while."
The middle-aged lady looked delighted: "Does that mean Mr. Kira plans to settle down in this town?"
“Yes, I like the environment here very much.”
"That's great! By the way, regarding what I said last time about you and my daughter trying to date each other, I wonder what Mr. Kira thinks about it?"
"Well... let's talk about it when we have a chance..."
When the middle-aged lady left, there was a hint of disappointment on her face, and the complex look she gave Urrutia seemed to be one of amazement and reluctance.
"Why do I feel like she's looking at me in a strange way? I guess I've never seen her before..."
"How should I know? Did you drink coffee in her coffee shop without paying?"
"How is that possible?! I don't like coffee."
Urutia and Kira discussed it for a long time but couldn't figure out the reason, so they just let it go.
…
Albares Empire, the royal capital, Vistarion.
In a courtyard in the guesthouse, Makarov and Yakir, two old men with equally sparse hair, were playing cards.
The two continents of Arakitasia and Ishgar are at similar latitudes, but the Kingdom of Fiore is near the sea, while Vistarion is inland, so the climates of the two are different.
It was just the beginning of winter, and the flowers and plants in the courtyard were beginning to wither in accordance with the season. In addition, there were two old men sitting here, and there was an inexplicable sense of desolation in the air.
Perhaps, the afternoon sun above our heads is the only thing that can warm our hearts.
Just as Makarov said, he made the visit openly, and the other party sent someone of sufficient importance to receive him and maintained a very friendly diplomacy on the surface.
Neither side chose to resort to "force diplomacy", an unwise act that would do no good, but instead engaged in a silent intellectual struggle.
The president of Fairy Tail and the minister of the Albareth Empire, the two relied on their decades of life experience and focused on one duel after another.
The way to fight intellectually is to play cards.
Lejanka is a tabletop strategy card game popular in the Albares Empire.
Compared to the 'magic killing' that Kira launched in the Kingdom of Fiore, which was a skill generated according to his personal magic talent, Lejanka's cards were undoubtedly more in line with the culture of this world, and more in line with the identity and status of the two old men.
King, Queen, Knight, Wizard, Goddess, Devil, Doctor, Killer...
In this game, each profession has its own role. Only by properly matching and using characters of each profession can the player win the final battle.
Although Makarov is knowledgeable and has few rivals in magical attainments, he is not necessarily good at strategy. In the past few days of getting along, he has not won a single game!
The elderly man threw the cards in his hand and sighed regretfully: "Sir Yakir, you are too good at playing Lejanka. I lost again..."
Even when playing 'Magic Kill' with Kira and others, Makarov had never lost like this when faced with some obviously unbalanced rules set by Kira.
It can be seen how sinister the old man opposite, who has a hunched back and needs to rely on a wooden cane to walk, is in his heart.
Yakir picked up a card in front of him with great experience and said, "The key to winning is to hold the Goddess card tightly in your hand!"
The goddess on the card, to be more precise, is the [Elf Goddess]. She has long light golden hair, a pair of wing-shaped ears, and is wearing a white dress. She closes her eyes and bathes in the sunshine in the forest, with her hands clasped together in prayer. She looks so holy, gentle, and peaceful.
Makarov looked a little dazed, and he suddenly remembered that when he first came into contact with Lejanka a few days ago, Yakir told him that this card game had appeared in the Albares Empire for less than a hundred years.
"The key to victory is the Elf Goddess? It sounds really meaningful..."
Yakir remained silent. His keen intuition told him that the visitor's words were full of hidden meanings. But before the imperial minister could understand the connotation, there was a commotion outside.
Makarov's eyes turned and he quickly sensed the cause of the commotion. He couldn't help but say, "Young people nowadays are really more energetic than each other..."
Yakir shook his two 20-centimeter-long white goat beards and said, "Young people compete in strength, and old people compete in intelligence. This is true in any game."
"Really? That might be because the gaming cultures of the two continents are somewhat different."
Makarov understood what was going on and spoke eloquently, "In Ishgar, people value the next generation more, so in order to allow the 'seedlings' to thrive, the old people in the game will be given wisdom and stronger martial arts that are far superior to those of young people."
"These old men will play an unpredictable role in the game, leading the game to their advantage. Sometimes they can even completely reverse a losing situation. They are very important roles!"
Yakir coughed twice and asked, "If both the 'old man' and the 'young man' have the upper hand, can the disadvantaged party still turn the situation around?"
"At that time, it depends on the tactics used by the players."
Makarov glanced at the [Goddess] card on the table, "Only the most outstanding military advisor can make the most of his soldiers and achieve the ultimate victory."
Yakir nodded and didn't say anything else. In short, it was enough that both parties understood the meaning.
Just then, two figures walked in one after the other, one wild and the other reserved, with very sharp contrasting personalities.
The former is Aguirre's grandson, one of the Twelve Holy Shields of the Empire, nicknamed 'Desert King'; the latter is Jellal who followed Makarov this time.
"This is already the thirteenth time you've fought in the past few days. Has the winner been decided?"
Yakir's question surprised Ajir: "What's wrong, Grandpa? Didn't you always oppose me sparring with him before? Why are you suddenly concerned about this matter today?"
"I just want to tell you that the fun is almost over. It's not the Imperial way to entertain guests by dragging them into fights!"
"It's time for you to grow up!"
