Chapter five hundred and seventy-ninth priest last words
So, on this autumn night, after experiencing a wonderful card game, the stranger truly won the title of "King of Rhodes among Big City Players in 1853".
After the poker game ended, the formal award ceremony was held according to the procedure. When Shade later thought about it, he could not remember how many people he had shaken hands with. He only remembered that the people cheered and applauded him, and he held a certificate with the words "1853" in his hand.
The golden trophy of "King of Rhodes Cards in Big City Players", shook hands with the vice-president of the Prophet Association, and then received a money order for 3,000 pounds, as well as the special rules Rhodes Card, Star 12 [Big City Players · 1853
Tobesk champion of the year].
For other awards sponsored by local clubs and shops, Shade needs to come to the association to sign some documents within a week to receive them. As for the trophy, Shade plans to put it in his living room so that every guest and client who comes to visit can enjoy it.
See.
As for that special card, the rules of all "Big City Players Champion" series cards are the same. When you draw this card, you have the right to check a hidden card that your opponent has not revealed. This rule is jokingly called by the players.
"The power of a champion".
Although it is not as good as the [Original] series, compared with other weird rules that Shade has seen, the rules of "Big City Players Champion" are really quite simple and useful.
Moreover, the significance of this card lies not only in value, but also in honor. And if Shade is willing to sell this card, the selling price will definitely be greater than the bonus.
After all, every Rhodes card in the [Big City Players Champion] series is a Rhodes card in the true sense that will never be reprinted and released.
The only surprise during the awarding process was that the association had to take a single photo of Shad as usual and hang it in a separate room of the General Assembly of the Prophet Association, together with other previous champions. Although Shad didn’t want to let himself
His appearance was too much shown to strangers, but after hearing that the photos would be placed in a separate room and not open to all visitors, he agreed.
After all, this is a sense of ritual, and it can be regarded as the most profound trace left by outsiders in this world so far.
After the game was over, Shade, who was relieved, took the cat and the maid to attend the next dinner party.
Although Tifa often accompanies Miss Carina to various banquets, most of the time she appears as a maid. Like now, there are not many opportunities to participate in banquets as a party participant.
They both enjoyed the party very much, and they didn't leave together until the last dance.
Miss Carina arranged for a carriage to stop at St. Teresa's Square to pick Tifa back, so they walked to St. Teresa's Square together in the night.
But as soon as he entered the square, he saw two carriages parked at the door of Shade's house. The smoking coachmen were standing together and chatting. Shade's boss, Director Anlos, looked up at the buildings around St. Teresa Square.
Lighting status.
"Shad!"
He waved to Shade, and when the two approached, he greeted Tifa cautiously:
"Miss Servit, nice to see you here."
"Good evening, Sir Anros."
Tifa responded politely and handed him the Shade coat wrapped around her shoulders. She blinked and kissed the side of the young detective's face:
"It was a great night tonight. Goodbye, Shade, and sweet dreams."
"Sweet dreams!"
Shad and Tifa waved goodbye, and Tifa reached out to touch Mia on Shad's shoulder, but was blocked by Mia's little paws.
The maid lady got on the carriage and said goodbye to Shade again from the car window. The carriage drove her away from St. Teresa Square. During this period, Director Dark Anlos stood quietly behind Shade.
No comments were made.
"I remember, your neighbor here is Mr. Smith?"
After Tifa left, the first words this gentleman spoke seemed to be chatting.
"Yes, I remember he used to be the secretary of the kingdom's finance department."
Shade said, taking out the key and preparing to open the door, but was stopped by Director Anlos:
"I won't go up. Congratulations, Shade, the card game was wonderful."
He clearly didn't go to the Prophet's Association, but he seemed to know everything.
"Thanks."
"So, is there anything unusual about Virgil Cameron? He bought a train ticket for tomorrow morning and will return to the Principality of Set tomorrow. If there is no abnormality tonight, I'm afraid there will be no chance."
It was obviously a very critical issue, but Director Anlos was still able to mention it in a very calm tone.
The two stood between the carriage and the door. The shadow of the carriage obscured them. Shade was very cautious:
"Other than me, Virgil Cameron had no contact with anyone during the game. Of course, this is just my opinion. Maybe the other party has some special means."
He told the truth and then added:
"If the gray eagle really appeared, then the other party must have passed the information to Cameron when I closed my eyes."
"Close your eyes" here is a metaphor, meaning when Shade is not paying attention.
"As expected, the other party is an ace spy after all."
Director Anlos said softly.
"However, it is not without any gains."
Shade pretended to hesitate for a moment and then said:
"I got in touch with Virgil Cameron at the poker game, and when we chatted about Fort Midhill, he felt a little strange."
So Shade told the story he had made up, that is, Mr. Cameron's abnormal behavior when he heard "Fort Midhill City".
Director Anlos frowned while listening, and finally nodded with squinted eyes:
"Fort Midhill? That city is very close to the Principality of Set. I understand. This is very useful."
He did not inform SHAD6 of its attitude towards this information:
"But you don't have to take such risks in the future. If something goes wrong with you, I won't be able to explain it to Miss Carina."
"Since I am a member of MI6, I naturally have to work for MI6."
Shade said seriously. These words made Director Anlos smile:
"It would be great if all the people under my command were like you."
"like me"
Although Xia De's expression did not change, the woman in his ear had already chuckled.
"Well, Shade, it's time for me to leave. Remember, this matter has nothing to do with you, so don't get involved."
Director Anlos patted Shade on the shoulder:
"As for your salary increase, someone will inform you in a few days. It's really good, the champion of the big city players in 1853."
He smiled and nodded, and then left Saint Teresa Square in a carriage.
Shade, carrying the cat behind his back, watched Director Anlos' carriage disappear from the square under the streetlight in front of his home.
Instead of going home immediately, he squinted his eyes and looked up at the moon above his head:
“Is my identity getting more complicated?”
[Outlander, when you wander this world and witness these stories, the direction of your destiny is your own choice. 】
"Yes."
Shade sniffed and noticed that the cat on his shoulder was patting his collar with its paws. Shade stretched out his hand in surprise and actually pulled out a long black hair from the collar. The black-haired girl Shade knew
There is only one, so this hair must be Tifa's.
After hesitating and sniffing, I found that it did smell like that special perfume "witch's smell".
"This action makes me look like a pervert, but it is indeed an interesting souvenir."
He shook his head and reached out to open the door.
Shade stuffed the hair and the 3,000 pound money order into a drawer in the study, put the trophy on the cabinet in the living room, and put the special coins "bought" from Mr. Cameron into a gift box in the basement.
The pen will be delivered tomorrow.
After tidying up everything, Shade stood in the living room and let out a long breath. He planned to give himself a holiday tonight. Instead of reading until early in the morning, he would go to bed early to rest. He would wait until the sun rose from the east again.
Plan your schedule for the next half week.
He had a lot to do. The key to 3014 had been delayed for three days, and Priest Augustus should have arrived at Fort Midhill. He was still waiting to receive a postcard from the priest.
"Today, nothing will disturb my good mood."
While wearing pajamas and brushing his teeth in front of the mirror in the bathroom, Shade thought to himself that he was in a good mood.
【Yeah?】
She sighed softly in his ear:
【Do you have the feeling that similar conversations have happened before? 】
With a toothbrush stuffed in his mouth, Shade looked at the mirror in front of him. In the mirror, there was no one behind him:
"Of course I remember, we had a similar conversation before [Lord of the Blood Feast] came for the second time. But it is impossible for the evil god to appear tonight, there is no sign at all. So, even after falling asleep for a while, I did 'Xia
Nightmares like "De died in a fight with Mia" can't affect my mood."
He thought happily.
After washing, he checked the doors and windows at home, turned off the gas light in the bedroom, tightened the curtains, and climbed into the soft bed. Mia had already jumped on the bed and walked around the pillow, as if looking for the softest spot.
Shade sat on the bed and waved to the desk in the bedroom. A stack of 54 Rhodes cards placed on the corner of the table flew over one after another, and then lined up in four rows in front of Shade. There were 13 cards in each row, and the king and queen were floating aside.
.
Mia, who was standing by the pillow, looked up at the floating cards. Shade's hand tapped each special card in turn:
“It’s really good.”
With a wave of his hand, the cards flew to the bedside table one by one, and were stacked in a pile on the cabinet. Shade got into bed, smiled and touched Mia beside the pillow, saying good night to the cat. He reached out and extinguished the gas lamp on the bedside table.
, Shade patted the pillow, lay down and closed his eyes, and soon fell into a deep sleep in the darkness.
The consciousness fell into a coma, and in a safe home, even a vigilant outsider could enjoy sleep. However, in the dream, a low and ethereal, illusory and hoarse voice was repeated again and again, and sounded bit by bit:
"Shad Hamilton, open your eyes quickly. I am Rat Augustus. These are my last words sent to you from the world of the dead."