"The origin of the cards is somewhat inconvenient to disclose."
Shade said cautiously, and Mr. Mark also showed an apologetic expression. The middle-aged man is very good at eliminating embarrassment with a smile:
"It doesn't matter, after all, this is your secret too."
This is of course not Shade's secret. Although he has many secrets, they don't include this. However, Shade doesn't know where Detective Sparrow Hamilton got this card.
He only roughly understood why, in the last ten minutes before the detective's death, he specifically told Shade to keep this card safe. Detective Sparrow was a true Rhodes card lover.
"A private detective who likes Rhodes cards and novels, has a good taste in black tea, possesses secrets, and is good at investigating extramarital affairs...What kind of person is Sparrow Hamilton?"
Shade thought to himself.
It took nearly two hours for the three appraisers to come up with a preliminary conclusion:
"This [Creation·Silver Moon] 'Sun 3' is most likely to be real."
The three old men looked as if they had gone through a long run. They were all very tired, but they were very confident in their conclusions.
Therefore, the Tobesk City Association is willing to give Shad a certificate of authentication to prove that the cards in his hand are genuine. And in those organized official Rhodes card competitions, such as this fall's "Big City Players", every player
A special Rhodes card must hold an official certificate issued by the association before it can participate in the competition to maintain the fairness of the competition.
However, the identification did not end with this. Mr. Mark told Shade very apologetically. Although the Tobesk City Branch believed that this card was a genuine Silver Moon card from the founding series that had disappeared for a hundred years, but according to the regulations of the association, this type of card cannot be used for a hundred years.
The identification of the previously released special series of cards requires the [Prophet Association] General Assembly to dispatch professional appraisers from Carsonlik in the south for further identification.
In other words, Shade can currently hold the appraisal certificate, but he must come here again in about a week for appraisal to be completely sure that this card is authentic.
"Of course that's no problem."
Shade accepted this arrangement, he had taken back his cards, his heart was full of excitement, and he had put aside all the resentment he had towards Sparrow Hamilton for not leaving his wallet.
"Of course, Mr. Hamilton, we must remind you that the value of this card... is immeasurable. You'd better not use it in unofficial Rhodes matches unless necessary, after all...
..You understand."
Mr. Mark gave a kind reminder, and Shade nodded:
"I actually don't plan on playing any Rhodes tournaments at all."
He has always hated gambling. He didn't gamble in his hometown, and he didn't know how to gamble in the dangerous and weird steam age.
Even if the card in his hand can be called the official Rhodes cheating device, he has no intention of gambling on it:
"I don't know if the association is willing to acquire it, I mean after the appraisal in a week."
He shook the card in his hand to Mr. Mark, and the latter's eyes followed the card unconsciously. Due to the academic problems of the magician, Shade was in urgent need of gold pounds. He knew how valuable the thing in his hand was, but he did not intend to
Long term holding.
Maybe it would be fun to have a special hand of Rhodes cards and defeat opponents in various card games. In this mysterious steam era, it would be fun to travel around to collect Rhodes card decks, but Shade prefers mysterious power.
"You want to sell it? Sell the Founding Series cards?"
Mr. Mark seemed to have heard something incredible. He slightly stretched his head forward and explained:
"I'm sorry, because collectors who have held Founding Series cards in the past, those fanatical guys will not let go even if they die... Okay, I understand. But I'm sorry, the association will never
Acquire Rhodes Brand."
"Why?"
Vice President Mark regretfully explained:
"To explain it in the words of gamblers, the association is a banker and cannot easily interfere with the circulation of Rhodes cards. Otherwise, even if I lose everything, I am willing to buy it in my own name."
"Then the association is willing to act as a broker and introduce buyers to me?"
Shade asked again. In fact, the museum that Detective Sparrow mentioned before his death was probably a sales channel. But Shade believed in such official organizations more than unknown museums.
"Of course, this is also one of the association's businesses. But you have to understand that it is impossible to easily find a buyer who can afford the money for a card like this. Of course, all this will have to be discussed after the appraisal in a week.
You can think of a psychological price this week. By the way, this is the fee standard for the association to introduce buyers... You may not be a member of the association yet, but it doesn't matter. You are now and you don't have to pay for ten years.
Dues.”
Mr. Mark took out a silver badge from his pocket and handed it to Shad. This is the symbol of the members of the Prophet Association. But the badge is not the Ouroboros logo, but the pattern of a card. The Ouroboros logo,
Only for internal members of the association.
The middle-aged man took out his small notepad again, hurriedly wrote down a number, tore off the page with a squeaking sound, and handed it to Shade:
"If it is this Founding Silver Moon, this is the charging standard enjoyed by association members. Of course, we will only charge after the transaction is completed, so you can rest assured."
Shade looked at the scary figure written in pencil and took a breath unconsciously. He calculated how much the orange cat Mia was worth, and then found that the unit of measurement was too small, so he calculated again that it was only this amount.
The commission from the pen broker is enough for me to study the first grade of the Ring Warlock as many times as I want...
The woman in my heart laughed.
"Bah, how can you think of such an unlucky thing?"
So he nodded slightly:
"I understand, this commission is very reasonable."
"Then we'll see you in a week, Mr. Hamilton. Please be careful not to use this card lightly... You probably know what I mean."
Vice President Mark warned here.
"Yes, thank you, of course I understand."
With a sense of satisfaction in his heart, Shade put the identification certificate and playing cards in his diary and was sent to the stairs on the third floor of the association by Mr. Mark.
Since coming to this world, almost everything has gone wrong, and even the residence he finally owned may contain dangers. But this Rhodes card was like a ray of light in the fog, allowing Shade to see the beauty.
Hope of life.
He returned to the first floor of the association with this feeling of relief. Since he had nothing else to do, he planned to leave directly and planned to take Mia to a restaurant for a good meal at noon.
But in the lobby on the first floor, I once again ran into Mr. Lavender, who had just been playing cards with him. He seemed to be waiting for Shade. When he saw Shade coming down from the stairs, he greeted him enthusiastically:
"Oh, Detective Hamilton, do you mind if I take you some time? I have a commission for you."
The middle-aged gentleman said while holding the gold-inlaid cane, looking at Shade expectantly. Shade subconsciously clamped his notebook and thought for a while:
"Of course. The detective agency is always open. Do you want to talk to me?"
No. 6 Saint Teresa Square is not far from here. Even if the cards in your hand are valuable, you can't do without other income.
"Oh, I don't think so. Please come over here. I have rented a reception room on the second floor of the association. We can talk here."
Mr. Lavender led the way, and Shade followed him toward the stairs again. Because the things he carried were too valuable, he couldn't help but ask in his mind:
"Is there something wrong with this person? Are there traces of elements nearby? Are there any relics on him?"
[Follow me a little closer... You are an ordinary person. Sometimes you are really too cautious.]
"Aha! How do you know the other person is an ordinary person?"
Shade asked immediately, and a murmur answered in his ear:
【Your soul is sensitive, I have already said this.】
"It's always right to be cautious. After all, you know that I am a foreigner. I have encountered enough strange things in less than a week since I came here (note)."
He replied in his heart, but all he got was a woman's laughter.