Because of the action of lowering his head, Xia De's face entered the shadow. The pen in his hand cannot be opened casually. Once opened, it is absolutely impossible to restore it.
He now had two tasks, one was to pass this thing to Carsonrick's Gray Glove Intelligence Network, and the other was to report this matter to MI6. But before deciding which one to do, or neither, Shade still wanted to see what the intelligence he got was.
With a gentle pull, the pen cap was unfastened, and the deformed and broken metal wire immediately drooped out. Shade carefully took out the thin and long paper inside. This time the content was not numbers, but directly in the readable Delarion language:
On the last day of this month, your goods are in the warehouse with a red doorplate on Punjab Street, Midhill Fort City.
Xia De narrowed his eyes:
"There's something wrong with MI6's intelligence. The Principality of Set is not trying to join the United Principality of Kassenk. It's the Principality of Set that is helping to transport a batch of sensitive goods."
The cargo in the mission that was worth Carsenrick's call for the senior spy "Grey Eagle" must be extraordinary. Although Shade didn't know what it was, it was obvious that the information he had must be of great value.
The city of Midhill Castle is adjacent to the Principality of Set, and as an important transportation hub on the eastern border between the two countries, all of this makes sense.
So, which task do you want to do
She asked, smiling in his ear.
Xia De thought for a moment, put the note back into the pen cap, and then put the cap back on. He took a deep breath, and as he inhaled, some invisible air flew out of the pen in his hand.
Time was reversed to twenty seconds ago, and the sealed information in the hand was restored to its original state.
"I have to report this to Director Anlos, after all, I am taking someone else's salary."
He looked at the pen in his hand and clipped it to his belt:
"But I can't explain the origin of this thing, so this information cannot be given directly to Director Anlos..."
He walked towards the auditorium on the third floor:
"As an amateur agent, I certainly didn't notice Virgil Cameron contacting anyone. But I am very dedicated, so I asked to trade commemorative coins with the other party, and chatted with him for a few more words during the transaction. Because my friend Father Augustus went to Midhill Castle, when I occasionally mentioned it, the other party seemed very alert... That's enough. After that, I will find a way to pass more detailed information to Director Anros."
Shad nodded.
So what about the intelligence you have
"I have to complete my mission with MI6 and the Gray Gloves. Since I've been mistaken for the 'Grey Eagle', I have to continue playing the role. Of course, only this time, for the two thousand pounds."
He did not refuse to admit his purpose at all. He originally did not want to get involved in such things, but for the two special bloods, he was really short of money. And the reward given by Carsenrick's spies was too tempting.
"Only this time. After this time, the gray eagle will be truly dead."
He said in his heart, and when he re-entered the auditorium, he still felt a little sorry for Detective Sparrow Hamilton who left all his property to him. But then he thought that the information he gave to MI6 was not complete, and he did perfectly complete the task that Detective Sparrow could not complete.
“Is this a win-win situation?”
You mean you won twice
She still loves to laugh so much.
Tifa opened the chair for Shad, and after Shad thanked her softly, he caught the cat that suddenly jumped up.
After sitting down and looking at the opposite side, Mr. Cameron, feeling relieved because he had finally delivered the information, finally began to enjoy the game.
The two smiled at each other:
"Of course not. I mean, the party that should get the intelligence got the intelligence, and the party that should get the information got the information. MI6 and the Gray Gloves all won."
He touched his cat. Under the light of the crystal chandelier above his head, the cat's fur looked golden.
The cat squatted down obediently, tilted its head and looked at Shade with its big amber eyes. Shade reached out and picked up the last card that had not been cleared on the table. He held it between his fingertips and flicked it to the dealer. He smiled and said:
"Deal the cards."
Although the main purpose of coming to Tobesk this time was to pass on the fatal information in his hand, it was impossible to say that Virgil Cameron, a senior card player, had no thoughts about the title of the King of Rhodes Cards in the Big City Players in 1853.
Therefore, after removing the psychological burden, Shad's opponent finally showed his highest level.
In the first round of the second game, Mr. Cameron decisively chose to give up asking for more cards when he had 19 points with three cards in his hand, forcing Shad, who had 18 points with three cards in his hand, to ask for the fourth card. Unfortunately, he lost the first round because his hand was busted.
Seeing that Mr. Cameron, who had been in a bad state just now, had returned to normal, the guests who came to watch the final also became excited.
Xia De said nonchalantly:
"Lucky is with you again, Mr. Cameron."
"Yes, Mr. Hamilton, I think this is finally getting interesting."
The two had a very harmonious conversation and didn't seem like enemies fighting each other for the title.
The second round was very similar to the first. Mr. Cameron got 20 points with three cards. He smiled and raised the cards to show them to the guests around him, then motioned to Shad to look at the cards.
In Shad's hand, the three cards are Sun 11, Moon 1 and Moon 7, totaling 19 points, still 1 point behind Mr. Cameron.
Moon 7 is the northern city of Coldwater Harbor, but because less than half of the deck is used, it has no effect.
"Keep dealing the cards."
Shade said, and the card placed on the iron ruler engraved with the Ouroboros pattern was delivered to Shade with the back facing up.
Xia De pressed the card under his hand, lifted a corner, took a look, and raised his eyebrows.
"How about it?"
Mr. Cameron asked suspiciously.
"Three o'clock."
"Then it's 22, you bust again."
He smiled.
"No, Sun Three."
Xia De picked up the card and showed it to the other party:
"Sun III Creation Silver Moon, the number on the card can be adjusted from 1 to 5. I adjusted 3 to 2, and I got 21."
The crowd was talking. Shade paused to let the referee and the guests understand what he meant, then threw the cards to the side of the table:
"I win, deal the cards."
In the third round, after both sides had received their own cards, Mr. Cameron lifted a corner of the card and took a look, then smiled and said to Shade:
"Look, my luck is back again—King."
Xia De also took a look at his own trump card and flipped it over as well:
"Sorry, the first hidden card, Founding Darkness, will win directly without regard to any rules or conditions. It takes precedence over any other rules."
Mr. Cameron was stunned, squinting his eyes and throwing the cards between his fingers aside:
"I am one of the few people who can lose to two different founding series cards in one game. Two to four, I still have a chance, please continue to deal the cards."
In the fourth round, the first two cards, Mr. Cameron's first chapter hidden card is unknown, and the second card is the Moon 5. And Shad got the Sun 2 and the Sun 13.
Shade naturally continued to ask for cards, and Mr. Cameron hesitated before asking for the third card, so Shade teased him:
"Hesitation leads to defeat."
"No, no, the hesitation is just to make myself more cautious."
Mr. Cameron's words were a proverb circulated in the southern part of Delarion. After he read them out in the accent of the Principality of Set, Shad thought for a while before he understood the meaning of the pronunciation.
"See, my caution paid off. 20 points."
Mr. Cameron turned over the third card and placed it together with the first two: Flowers 13, Moon 5 and Moon 2.
"You're really lucky. The four rounds were 19, 20, King, and 19."
Shade said with a smile, glancing at his cards and frowning slightly.
"But no matter how lucky I am, you won the first game, but I am still behind in the second game."
Mr. Cameron clasped his hands together and watched Shad draw his cards.
"Another bust."
Shade revealed his cards, but was not discouraged:
"Sun 2, Sun 13, Flower 7. 22 points. But Flower 7 is Genesis Balance. I busted, so I can draw again."
Xia De threw three cards aside and signaled to continue dealing.
People were talking quietly. Although Shad praised Mr. Cameron's luck, he himself actually drew the founding series cards in three consecutive rounds.
The first card I drew again was Moon 9, Demon Soul Stealer Bishop, but it had no effect because my opponent had already stopped playing. The second card was Flower 6, a common card. The third card was Moon 6.
Total 21 points.
Shade heard Tifa take a deep breath behind him, and was obviously attracted by the tense game. The other guests also praised Shade's luck. Mr. Cameron frowned, making his feminine and handsome middle-aged face look a little depressed:
"Is there such a thing?"
He couldn't understand.
Shad temporarily took the lead with 6 to 2 and won the victory with three consecutive founding series Rhodes cards.
In the fifth round of the second game, Mr. Cameron laughed again after he turned over the first card:
"Today's luck is really strange. Look, special card - Moon 1 Steam Era - Textile Workers Off Work."
The image on the card shows the crowds of people at the entrance of a textile factory after work in the evening.
"If this card is drawn first or third, you can throw a dice. If the number on the dice is 5 or 10, then I can choose whether to adjust the points down by 1 number when calculating the points for this round."
“What an interesting rule.”
Shad nodded, and then saw Mr. Cameron throw a dice prepared by the Prophet Association, but unfortunately it was 6, and the rules were invalid.