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Chapter 888 Lucky Roland

Today's Tobesk is destined to be noisy, but according to the schedule, Princess Margaret of Anjou and her party will receive hospitality from the king's family today, so Shade has no chance to get close to the princess today.

Therefore, after leaving Tobesk Railway Station, Shade did not go to find Miss Carina or search for traces of Miss Sylvia. Instead, he left with a group of people from Dawn Church and was in the church with Priest August.

Had lunch together.

At noon after lunch, he received the early winter gift as a core believer. The autumn tomatoes among the seasonal fruits and vegetables were left by Shade and shared with Shade and Mia on the road in the fog. The cat seemed to like them very much.

This vegetable or fruit.

Taking advantage of the time at noon, Xia De went to the garbage disposal center in the west of the city and asked if the gems could be reimbursed. Then, at the door of the garbage disposal center, Xia De stopped a little girl selling flowers and asked her about the nearby garbage disposal center.

Are there any markets selling fresh vegetables:

"Yes, sir, turn right at the intersection."

The little girl said timidly, not daring to approach Shade, but she still looked curiously at the yawning cat being carried by Shade.

"Thanks."

Shade smiled and thanked him. When he was about to leave, he felt someone tugging on his sleeve again, and then he realized that the girl was following him:

"Sir, do you want to buy flowers?"

The girl, who spoke Delarian with a Tobesk accent and in a childish voice, had a gray face and patched clothes, still mustered up the courage to stop Shade.

"Forget buying flowers. If you buy flowers, you have to give them away. This is a burden to me. However, I give this to you."

He carefully placed the heaviest paper bag in his arms at the girl's feet. After smiling at the girl, he happily walked to the street, ready to complete the task of buying groceries alone.

"Meow~"

The cat on the shoulder was wagging its tail, complaining that Shade wouldn't take it home for a nap.

The girl watched the young gentleman carrying the cat and the dangling tail disappear into the fog at the intersection of the street. Then she looked at the paper bag and was surprised to find that it was a bag of fresh vegetables. And Shade's boss Ann

Director Ross was leaning against the door of the shoemaker's shop next to the city's garbage disposal center, watching this scene with an expressionless face.

After thinking for a while and touching his pocket, Sir Dark Anlos, the director of MI6, planned to buy a bouquet of flowers.

After returning home in the afternoon, he put the vegetables he bought in the snow pile in the basement (note) and asked the lazy cat to take care of his home. After that, Xia Decai set out again for Huntington. He had a feeling that the mysterious lake might be there too.

Waiting for his visit.

Although he saw the mysterious lake next to Luther Lake yesterday evening, Shade did not think that the lake would appear again at the same place. Therefore, he just asked more about the "lake" from Professor Drake yesterday.

After rummaging through the identities of the people who encountered the "Central Goddess" last night, I decided to visit Mr. John Rowland who lives in the city.

Still starting from the White River Valley Vineyard, but the weather in Huntington today was a bit bad. When Shade rode into the city, he thought there might be rain or snow today. But when he changed to a carriage, he arrived at the location of Mr. John Rowland in the city.

When we were downstairs in the apartment, although the sky was still gloomy, it still didn't rain.

Mr. John Rowland is a local poet who is proficient in Delarian. Although he does not make much money writing poetry, he also does translation work in bookstores. He is 36 years old, living alone and unmarried. Information provided by Professor Drake

It shows that Mr. Roland met the Lady of the Lake in the spring of this year, when he went on an outing outside the city to collect information.

But unfortunately, there seemed to be no one in the apartment at No. 7 Bishop Human Street, which was paved with uneven checkered stone tiles. This afternoon, however, Shade finally followed the guidance of his neighbor and walked on the street between Bishop Human Street and Garden Pedestrian Street.

In the tavern at the entrance, I found the poet playing Rhodes cards with others.

This poet was not as thin as Shade had imagined. Instead, he was taller than Shade and was unusually strong.

He sat at the square table against the wall, with his right hand clenching his fist against his thigh, and his left hand holding the trump card. His sharp eyes carefully wandered back and forth between the trump card and his opponent's expression.

It is worth mentioning that his right hand only has three fingers, missing the outermost thumb and little finger. Each of the three remaining fingers is wearing a golden ring. After Shade got closer, he discovered that the three rings

They all seem to be made of solid gold and are vintage antiques:

"Are you so rich?"

The poet was obviously left-handed. He placed the cards on the table skillfully with his left hand, and then asked the man wearing a round hat opposite:

"Would you like the fourth card?"

His tone of voice is quite accentuated. This method of trying to use language to put psychological pressure on his opponent is similar to bragging about winning many games before playing cards or bragging about the legendary experience of his deck.

The crowd of onlookers also booed for a while. Shade was among them and heard people calling the poet Mr. Roland "Lucky Roland".

In this round of cards, Mr. Roland defeated his opponent with 20 points and won 20 pfennig. Among the currencies of Kassenrik, the main currency is Kassenrik krona, and pfennig is a minor currency. 95 pfennig is equal to 1 kronor.

And based on the current exchange rate of 11 to 12 gold pounds for 1 crown, their bet is not small.

Of course, there is another auxiliary currency in Kasenlik called the Orr. "Orr" is a small coin of pure silver. Generally, 1 krone is equal to 7 eur. From "krona, ol and pfennig"

The monetary system is more complicated than that of Delrayon, but this is also related to the chaotic monetary system among the federations when the United Kingdom of Kasenric was established.

The man in the round hat lost the card game and wanted to make a comeback, but because he had no money in his pocket, he was forced to give up his seat to someone else.

Shade did not open his mouth to join the card game, but left from the outside of the crowd to find the bartender in the tavern to inquire about the information.

Whether it was the bartender of Delrayon or the bartender of Kasenlik, both seemed to like to engage in information transactions. When Shade took out a few small copper-colored coins, the bartender who was wiping the glass understood Shade's intention.

Intention.

Mr. John Rowland is a well-known local Rhodes player. "Lucky Rowland" means that he has a very high winning rate and often defeats his opponents with unexpected luck. He even defeated the "King" with 21 points.

, this time made the poet a legend among local Rhodes players.

Mr. Roland has two special cards in his hand, and he often visits the Prophet's Association. Some people have questioned his playing cards, but no one has given evidence. Although the winning rate is quite high, Mr. Roland is not a gambler, nor is he a gambler.

Only when he had nothing to do, he would occasionally go in and out of the pub. He had always been obsessed with poetry creation and was proud of his name as a poet.

"Has Mr. Rowland always been lucky, or has he just recently started to get lucky?"

Shade held a glass of ale and asked the bartender. The latter leaned on the counter and looked at the people playing cards in the distance:

"Sir, your Carsonlic is really bad. Roland has only started to get lucky since the beginning of this year. I am not jealous, but I always believe that a person's luck is conserved, so this year it will probably be this gentleman's turn."

Good luck."

Although the poet Roland's specific information appeared in Mr. Drake's information, the former did not tell what he had traded with the "Lady of the Lake." Although the professor with disabled legs sent someone to investigate, there was no result.

Now it seems that John Rowland is very likely to have received a lucky blessing.

"I noticed that two of his fingers are missing. Is this a congenital disease or is it due to other reasons?"

Shade asked again. The three people he had met so far who met the Lady of the Lake all had physical disabilities.

The middle-aged bartender thought for a moment:

"I don't remember when the problem with his fingers happened, but he has always been left-handed, so the impact is not very big. This look is actually very bluffing, after all, I saw that my Rhodes opponent was missing two fingers.

, people will subconsciously imagine whether he encountered something in an underground casino."

As he spoke and laughed, Shade also leaned on the counter and looked at the poet playing cards through the gap in the crowd:

"Lucky Roland? Yes, I understand."

Because he was worried that he would encounter the same unfortunate situation as yesterday evening, where he found the lake but watched it disappear before his eyes, so Shade did not waste too much time. He said goodbye to the bartender and squeezed in again to watch the Rhodes cards.

Among the crowd, seeing someone else losing their change in one game, they rushed to sit in the vacant seats.

The men playing Rhodes in the tavern were obviously familiar with each other, so when they saw a stranger joining the game, they curiously asked him about his origins:

"I'm a foreigner traveling from Delrayon to Carsonlik. Do you mind playing cards with me?"

Shade shook his deck at Mr. Roland, who was counting banknotes:

"We can play bigger. I haven't encountered an opponent worth mentioning in Kasenlik."

His "big talk" naturally attracted ridicule from the people watching in the tavern. Mr. Roland, who originally didn't want to play cards with strangers, was also intrigued by the foreigner's attitude. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Shade:

"This gentleman from Delrayon, please make sure that you have saved your own travel expenses home."

"Of course, I earn my travel expenses by playing Rhodes."

Shade slapped the deck of cards on the wooden table, pulled it to the left, and let the deck of cards unfold in an arc. This beautiful move also showed that he was not talking big words:

"Look, I don't have any special cards."

He smiled, and then saw the poet's cautious expression. He knew that Shade was "professional".

Since Mr. Roland was unwilling to tell others the details of his encounter with the "Lady of the Lake", Shade had to find a way to force him to do so.

Moreover, he was also very curious, which one was more powerful, the unknown lucky blessing given by the Lady of the Lake, or the blessing given by the old god [Noisy Black Hunter].

[There is also the luck brought by the impermanence of all things, and the gifts of thousands of souls in Midhill Fort.]

The voice in the ear reminded softly, and at this time the two sides had already started to exchange and shuffle the cards.

The poet Mr. Roland looked very confident, and this kind of confidence is usually difficult for Shade to see in his opponents.

However, Shade did not think that he would definitely be able to defeat the opponent because of his many blessings, so he took this card game seriously, just like he took any of his card games seriously.

Mr. Roland placed two special cards in his deck, while Shade had no special cards in his deck. After checking each other and shuffling the cards, the game officially began. There are usually no particularly complicated rules played in taverns, Roland

Mr. Shade played a total of nine rounds. Each round was worth 5 points for a win and 2 points for a draw. After the nine rounds, the player with more points won and won a bet of 5 pfennig multiplied by his own points. This is a big bet.

, because if you are unlucky and lose all nine rounds, you will lose about half a crown, which is equivalent to five or six pounds.

Mr. Roland's luck must be really strong. After receiving the first card in the first round, he just glanced at it and turned over the card with a smile on his face:

"Mr. Watson, it seems that I still have good luck today."

He loudly called to the bartender to bring him another glass of ale, and then the poet placed the "King" in the center of the card table. People around him were talking about it, and Shade raised his head to take a look, sighing that good luck is indeed great.

"Mr. Roland, you should go to Ayutthaya Players this fall."

Shade praised, instead of looking at the hole card, he directly asked for the second card. According to the rules of Rhodes, the first hole card cannot be suspended. It is actually illegal for Mr. Roland to not ask for the second card. After all, he still has

You can bet that the second card is the king.

"Gather up some crowns and go to Tobesk in Delrayon. Maybe even Hamilton in Rejed can't beat you."

Shade said.

"No, no, you can't say that."

Mr. Roland behaved very reservedly:

"I can probably only beat him a little bit."

The people watching the excitement all laughed. Shade got the third card and asked hesitantly:

"Then Mr. Roland, why didn't you go to Tobesk?"

He looked at the cards, and was about to turn over his hole cards and put them on the table, when he suddenly blinked with something in his mind, and then looked at the back of his hole cards.

Ta~ta da~

The moment his fingers touched the trump card, he seemed to hear the sound of the dice spinning on the ground. It was like the [Twenty-sided Dice of Destiny] suddenly spinning on its own. Then, Xia De naturally understood in his heart that what he had done was

The game is definitely won.

"What's happening here?"

He was carefully grasping the moment just now, as if he had seen through fate.

[Foreigners, when you intertwine with your opponent's luck, you have some understanding of 'luck'.】

"Lucky?"

He wouldn't be surprised at all if Shade could obtain the "lucky" spiritual rune in the next moment. Judging from his half-year experience in this world, Shade believed that he had the greatest chance of getting "lucky" at the card table.

"I remember that one of Luvia's four core spirit runes is [bad luck]. If you really get the lucky spirit rune, what thaumaturgy can be associated with it?"

He thought to himself, turning over his trump cards and placing them on the table.

------Digression-----

PS: In the summer, Shade discovered that [The Little Match Girl] could make snow, so he planned to build a snow cellar in the basement to store magic potions. By default, he had already built it here, but the scale was small.


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