Eve looked at the coins in front of her. She had never seen such currency before. She didn't know whether it was the currency of a certain country or just a commemorative coin. She looked a little panicked, but soon she calmed down, her eyes as sharp as a sword.
The blood of the Phoenix family flows in her body, like a spiritual support. Eve knows very well that she must not be afraid. She is destined to appear in the Hall of Apparition, the Duchess of the Phoenix, and now is not the end.
"May I?"
Eve picked up the coin and asked Lorenzo. This was a gamble between him and Sabo, and her current role was somewhat like a dealer.
Lorenzo nodded and then spoke to Sabo.
"There's no mind games, no cheating, no tricks that can be overridden, it's just pure luck, and I love it."
"That's great."
Sabo also nodded. He was very happy that Lorenzo agreed to this seemingly ridiculous bet.
"One side is a shield, the other side is a battle axe."
"I choose shield." Lorenzo said directly, without looking at Eve, he kept his eyes on Sabo.
"This coin must be quite old. I remember it was an abandoned currency."
"Yes, this is the currency issued by the Viking Kingdom Nobita more than ten years ago. As you know, the Vikings made their fortunes as pirates, and they had all kinds of currencies. This can be regarded as the first unified currency among the Vikings. However, it is rarely seen on the market now, and most of them are in the hands of collectors."
Sabo said this with some nostalgia, and at the same time Eve tossed the coin in her hand. It flew and rose in the air, like a silver elf under the light.
"It should mean something to you, something you miss from home? You don't look like a collector, so you won't keep it for that long, right?"
This is probably what is meant by the sight of an object evoking sentimental feelings, just like soldiers who have retired from the battlefield will still look at their medals of honor regularly.
"I don't miss that icy place. It was a mistake to be born there. I just kept it because it was my first win at the gambling table. I lost my first finger for it. It's my lucky coin."
Sabo rubbed his left hand as he spoke. His little finger should have been there, but now it was empty, with only a scar left because the wound was not treated properly.
"I still had four fingers at the time. I beat that bastard, but he was also a coward, so I killed him. It seemed to be my first time killing someone. It felt really good to take your destiny into your own hands."
There was excitement in his words; the distorted experience before his eyes was far more legendary than he had imagined.
The girl quickly caught the coin when it fell, and then covered the table with it. This was originally a game for young children, but now it felt extremely heavy.
"Reveal it."
After hearing what Lorenzo said, Eve slowly opened her hand, and on it was a battle axe. Lorenzo lost.
"Who are you?"
Sabo rubbed his scar, his eyes full of desire, as if this was really what he wanted to know.
"Lorenzo Holmes, a detective."