franphil Chapter 276 At least 5 pounds
Chapter 276 At least 5 pounds
Chapter 276 At least 5 pounds
General!
Suppressing her strange thoughts, Xia Er picked up the tarot cards on the table, intending to divine her future in marriage and worldly troubles. However, upon picking up the tarot cards, she realized that divining her own fate was meaningless. So she looked at the young man in a black woolen overcoat and a half-high silk hat who pushed open the brown wooden door and walked in.
This is a man who possesses both maturity and melancholy. While his appearance is not stunning, it is certainly not disappointing either. What is most interesting is that when he becomes ruthless, his angular, slightly gaunt face reveals a unique charm belonging to a strong person.
"Would you like your fortune told?"
Xia Er asked, shuffling the tarot cards almost like a deck of cards.
Klein glanced at the two men at the table. One was blond and blue-eyed, with a handsome face and the typical appearance of an upper-class nobleman of Loen. The other had deep features, a rugged profile, and mixed-race characteristics. He looked like a man who had been tempered by the wind and rain for a long time.
The other people in the coffee shop didn't find it awkward at all when the two sat together; they naturally assumed it was a relationship between a young nobleman and a retired bodyguard.
As an important maritime colony of Rune, Bayam is home to quite a few Rune nobles and wealthy merchants, although most of them are those who lost out in the internal competition within the Kingdom of Rune, or those noble families and councilor families who represent the interests of the overseas colonies.
However, their overseas colonies in the Kingdom of Rune symbolize power and wealth, and those who only have one bodyguard are considered low-class in the upper circles of Bayam.
"Yes."
Klein nodded. This was a good reason to meet, but unlike the traditional game rule where the taker shuffles and cuts the cards and the taker is only responsible for interpreting them, the blond gentleman simply drew three cards and laid them horizontally on the table, forming a past, present, and future card spread.
Wow, you've really got something... a real "substitute player." Seeing how Shael played, Klein decided to disregard the rules and reveal the three cards one by one: the Hanged Man, the Magician, and the Fool. The first two were upright, and the last one was reversed.
"How should we interpret this?"
Klein sat leisurely in his chair and asked.
"Your past wasn't smooth; you were just moving forward aimlessly, being controlled by others."
"Your present is bright, though fraught with difficulties, you are still moving forward with a clear goal."
"Your future holds infinite possibilities, but at the end of the journey, even if you return to the starting point, you can never find that initial feeling again."
Seeing that Klein wasn't asking anything, Xia Er said vaguely, "Oh, and one more thing, the Fool card reversed means that in the future, you might...:"
He didn't finish his sentence; instead, he turned his wrist and flipped the reversed Fool card back, signifying a sudden change in public opinion.
After listening to Xia'er's interpretation, the serious fortune teller Old Ke thought to himself with a wave of disapproval: "Before 20, drift with the tide; from 20 to 50, keep moving forward; from 50 onwards... look back and everything is different... Is this guy interpreting revelation or playing with psychology?"
And what was that look in your eyes? Couldn't you have drawn the Fool reversed?
"So, are you satisfied?"
Shael's fingers traced the three tarot cards laid out on the table. "Or is there anything else you're wondering?"
"Ha, I'm a tarot expert. Don't you know the difference between professional and amateur?" Klein shook his head reservedly. In other aspects, he might still be a bit behind Mr. Angel, but when it comes to divination, it's not that he looks down on Mr. Angel, but the two really don't have much to compare.
"Since there are no further questions, my reservation fee is £5."
Xia Er tapped the table lightly with his fingers. Alger, who was next to him, smiled slightly upon hearing this. He naturally lowered his head, avoiding looking at Mr. "World's" expression. Klein, who was about to order a specialty coffee, froze, his eyes fixed on "Angel".
Five sentences and you want me to be on five lists? Why don't you just rob someone?
This was roughly two or three weeks' wages for a worker in Rune. The crazy adventurer wanted to smash the tarot cards on the table in his face right then and there. He was absolutely right not to involve the "angel" in the first place.
"Isn't this price a bit too high?"
Klein lowered his voice and leaned forward. It wasn't that he couldn't afford it, but he felt aggrieved.
"Different price tiers are available for different levels of customers."
"If you were a little girl who would say 'Hello, Uncle,' I wouldn't take a penny from you, and I'd even buy you a coffee with milk and honey."
Chael calmly shuffled the cards, while Alger, who was looking down, trembled slightly on the shoulders. Other guests who heard the commotion also glanced over, intentionally or unintentionally. Klein's face darkened, but he couldn't afford to turn against the "angel" for just 5 pounds, so he could only grit his teeth and take the money out of his pocket.
"I'm the same way. I'm very tolerant of little girls. As long as they're polite, I never mind offering them drinks or something, like what we're doing now."
Even when he lost, he didn't lose face; Gehrman's persona made Klein not forget to make a few sarcastic remarks while handing over the money.
"No, your eyes tell me you're just saying it; you've never actually bought any drinks for any little girl."
"The little boy might be the cause, but it's probably some kind of black tea I can't name."
Chael neatly folded the slightly crumpled banknotes and put them into his pocket with an elegant movement.
puff!
Klein felt as if an arrow had pierced his chest, but he still managed to suppress his expression using the Faceless Man's abilities, appearing completely unharmed and indifferent.
This guy is definitely a spectator!!!
Klein really wanted to solve the problem physically, but this was a coffee shop, not a bar! So frustrating!
"Well, let's talk about something else."
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Alger cleared his throat and stepped in to smooth things over. From what he had just observed, he could tell that Mr. World's skills were all up to par and that he was a good partner.
Mr. Angel's ability is even more interesting. When he needs it, the stares and whispers of other customers in the coffee shop can be used as his power. When he doesn't need it, their table will be unconsciously ignored, and there's no need to worry about the content of their conversation being leaked.
"I'll take a little bit too."
As he spoke, Alger reached for the tarot cards on the table.
boom!
The cards on the table were grabbed by "Gelman".
"Let's get down to business!"
Klein was almost red-hot by now, and everyone was using tarot to tease him, the real fortune teller.
Upon hearing this, Xia Er and Alger exchanged a glance. Alger stretched out his hand and began to gesture. Since they had tested Mr. World's intelligence before, Mr. World would definitely be able to understand it.
Thus: Thus...like this...like this:
Klein stood with his arms crossed, watching the burly man in his magic robes gesturing in sign language.