for a long time,
The two fell into deep thought again.
The thoughts in their minds have been deduced in that direction.
The two big guys on the side really understood what Ren said.
It is estimated that someone knows better than him.
... .
After a while,
The bearded man's eyes shone brightly, looking suddenly enlightened.
He looked at Renn, his face full of relief and sincerity: "Thank you, little friend Renn, for clarifying my doubts. The old man benefited a lot today."
After a pause, he looked at Renn meaningfully and carefully, and did not hesitate to praise him, saying: "Her Royal Highness the Princess is indeed surrounded by talents, and my little friend has amazing talents..."
"Now it seems that I made the right trip in person."
The man in the cloak also felt like he was enlightened. His expression was complicated, as if he had made some decisions in his heart.
Bazel, who was at the same table, wanted to chat with his poker friends, but found that he didn't understand the topic at all, so he could only laugh and say: "Ahem, cough, cough! Boy Ren, you... Not bad, not bad..."
As he spoke, he dug out his ears out of boredom, pulled out a lump of amber earwax and flicked it out, which gave him a sense of participation.
Renn: "..."
They are both big guys, why is there such a big gap
... .
Finally, the atmosphere was completely harmonious.
Ren also understood that they had no intention of coming for the "Molin Treasure".
This made him even more curious. Why did the two big guys come here specifically
Then he asked: "By the way, what are you two here for? You're not really here to play poker, are you?"
"Oh, just listening to what you said, I almost forgot about the real thing."
The man in the cloak said as if he remembered a small and unimportant thing.
He took out a letter and said: "I originally wanted to visit Her Royal Highness the Princess and give her some information. Now, I happened to find you here through divination, so I can only ask you to do this for me. "
There wasn't even a wax seal on the envelope, and it seemed like there was no fear of being peeked at.
"Deliver a message?"
Renn felt a little incredible.
What kind of shocking content did this letter contain? It was worthy of him coming all the way to the Plague Base to deliver a letter.
In an instant, he captured other information in the cloaked man's words, and asked curiously: "Are you a fortune teller?"
"Yes."
The man in the cloak flicked the playing cards in his hand, rubbed his fingers, and formed a hand of "Four Aces", and said: "Have you ever heard of poker divination? Although it is not as famous as tarot card divination, it is also a very important part of the divination sequence. Branch.”
Originally, this move was quite cool.
But I never thought there was a fool like Bazel on the card table.
He said suddenly, "Hey, hey, hey... play your cards well and don't cheat, okay? There are eight aces in the two decks, six in the pool, and you throw out four more. What does that mean?"
Man in cloak: "..."
Big Beard: "..."
Renn: "..."
The mysterious veil of the "divineer" was instantly torn to pieces by this incomprehensible and charming person.
For cows, aren’t peonies meant to be eaten
... ..
After hearing this, Ren finally understood why they found him so easily.
He also understood the eccentric character of the man in the cloak, who seemed to have a split personality.
The fortune tellers of the mysterious department are all miraculous guys, and they also have some weird abilities.
Thinking about it, he added: "Then since you are a fortune teller, why don't you find Her Royal Highness the Princess in person to deliver the message? To be honest, I have no idea where Her Royal Highness Ymir is."
Ren was telling the truth. He had heard Ymir say before that she was coming to find the temple, but the "Forest of Ashes" was so big, who knew where she was.
"There is a price to pay for divination, and it's not that easy to find someone."
The man in the cloak didn't mean to hide it. He shook his head with a smile and said directly: "Besides, the eldest princess also has means to prevent detection. I only know that she is here, but I need to pinpoint her location. Unless I don’t want to live for decades, it’s simply impossible..."
Ren's face became even weirder when he heard this, "You are not sure about the location of Her Royal Highness, how do you know that I will be able to deliver the message?"
"I'm too lazy to look for it..."
The man in the cloak described his laziness in a very fresh and refined way, as if he was lazy, like a sleepyhead who hasn't woken up.
Then, he talked about a bunch of professional terms, and said: "There is also a professional term in divination called 'optimal choice divination'. That is, I don't need to know the result, but I know that such a choice can theoretically produce the best result. s Choice."
After a pause, he added: "So, giving you the letter is the easiest way."
The words were a bit convoluted, but Ren understood clearly: "You mean... I will meet Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess at some point in the future?"
The cloaked man shrugged: "No, I'm not sure. It's just the result of divination. You have a higher chance than others."
Ren suddenly felt that this divination was a bit of a joke, "Then... what if my letter is not delivered?"
The cloaked man spread his hands with an indifferent expression, "Then we can only blame the eldest princess for her bad luck. Isn't life a process of gambling with fate? After all, there is a very important piece of information in the envelope. It’s a matter of life and death.”
"..."
Renn suddenly understood Bazel a little bit. Talking to these nagging guys was a waste of brains!
Thinking about it, he was determined to be the postman. He didn't ask any more questions and said, "What is your name? If I meet the eldest princess, who should I say who sent the letter?"
The cloaked man grinned, "My name is... 'Clemens F. Metternich'."
... .
Originally, I came here just to entrust Ren to help deliver the letter.
Now that Metternich heard what Ren said before, he completely changed some of his ideas in his heart.
There are not many people in this world that catch his eye.
Now, there's one more.
The game was over and the cards were put away.
The man in the cloak looked at Ren, and suddenly became interested. He blinked and said, "Mr. Ren, now that we've finished talking about business, how about we gamble alone? If you win, I'll do a divination for you for free; if you lose, Just give me a gold coin."
"That's how you play?"
A gold coin doesn't sound like a big bet, so if you lose, you lose.
If Ren had known in advance that this was a lunatic who liked to gamble with others, he would never have agreed so casually.
"Draw a card and bet on the big or small."
"good."
Ren didn't hesitate and directly drew a card from the column placed on the table by the cloaked man.
Anyway, it's all about luck and it doesn't test your skills, so there's nothing to hesitate about.
He drew out the cards and placed them on the table without turning them over, waiting for the other party to draw one as well.
At this time, a strange scene happened.
The man in the cloak took a step slower. He reached out and selected a card, trying to pull it out. But the hand holding the corner of the card seemed to be imprisoned by something, preventing him from pulling out the thin card!
"Huh... "
At this moment, he seemed to notice something, and his expression became incredible.
His eyes flashed, and the corners of the cloaked man's mouth gradually overflowed with a bitter and helpless arc.
He suddenly let go and gave up on drawing cards.
Sighed slightly.
Ren was confused: "You don't smoke?"
The cloaked man smiled bitterly and shook his head: "No need."
"Don't you look at my points?"
"No."
The bearded administrator on the side seemed to see something and said meaningfully: "Little friend Ren, you are really lucky."
Ren was confused: "What's wrong?"
Did something just happen
"nothing."
"Then do I win or lose?"
"Won."
"Then you want to help me divine?"
"The results are out."
"???"
"Divination: turning bad luck into good fortune."
"..."
That's it
Why don't you fiddle with the medium and recite incantations or something
This guy said he was a fortune teller, so he couldn't be a parallel importer, right
Ren felt that the supernatural beings from the mysterious department were really those who talked a lot.
After dealing with these guys for so long, I can no longer speak normally.
It's like a game played by a great monk, where the content is all based on guessing.
Then, I didn’t stay much.
Two uninvited guests came together and left together.
Before leaving, the bearded man smiled and said: "Little friend Ren, we will see you again in the future."
The cloaked man also showed his signature squinting smile and said to him: "Suddenly I feel that this world is starting to become a little interesting..."
"..."
Only Ren was confused.
After watching the person go away, he realized that the man in the cloak had left a card behind.
It's the one I just drew.
Wanting to be reminded, when I looked up again, the person was gone.
He thought about it and opened it.
A colorful "joker card".
... .
Seeing the person leave, Bazel also breathed a sigh of relief.
He suddenly asked Ren: "What did you talk to them just now?"
Ren was stunned and asked, "Didn't you listen to the whole process?"
Bazel smacked his lips: "Those words have entered my ears, but they didn't want to enter my mind and ran out on their own..."
"..."
Hearing this, Ren didn't know what to say: "Do you know those two people just now?"
Bazel: "You don't know him?"
Renn: "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? Do you call Master Cavo, the [Great Polymath] who is the leader of the 'Top Ten Legendary Demon Hunters,' Big Beard?"
It was indeed the one who guessed.
Ren just wanted to say something bad, so he went to the library and met him every day, but he didn't realize that he was a top expert.
He said with some resentment: "That person is Master Cavo? You have been to the library with me so many times, why didn't you remind me?"
If you had warned me earlier, I would have hugged you.
Who knew that an old librarian could have such a powerful background
To Ren's surprise, Bazel shook his head: "I have never seen him in library management."
"ah?"
Hearing this, Ren was stunned.
But could the old man reading a book he saw every time be a ghost
Bazel seemed to have guessed Ren's doubts and explained: "Master Cavo's current magic cultivation has reached a level that no one in the world can understand. If he doesn't want to be seen, he will not be seen. Especially in that library.”
Renn: "What's so special about the library?"
There was a hint of fear in Bazel's eyes, and he 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 true body, just a projection of a magic clone."
"Can you beat Master Cavo in your heyday?"
"You asked a stupid question."
"..."
"Who is that guy named Metternich?"
"The staff around Prince Omar... a very weird guy! I never guessed it before, but today I am sure that he should be a disciple of the 'Gambler Sequence' Olatou K. Kant. The first generation of the Gambler Sequence There is only one person to inherit, and if that guy shows up, Kant should be dead."
Sure enough, it is another "Top Ten Legend"!
Renn was not surprised, but what he was curious about was: The staff around the eldest prince actually came all the way to deliver a message 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” like yourself.