The Whispering Verses Chapter 579: The last words of the priest

Thus, 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 card game is over, the formal award ceremony will be held according to the procedure. Looking back later, Shade couldn't quite remember how many people he had shaken hands with. He only remembered that the people cheered and applauded him. He was holding a golden trophy with the words "1853 Big City Players' Rhodes King" in his hand, and The vice-president of the Prophet's Association shook hands, and then received a money order for 3,000 pounds, as well as the special rules Rhodes card, 12 Stars [Big City Player, 1853 Torbesk Champion].

For other rewards 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 see it.

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 ridiculed by the players. called "Champion's Power".

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 simple and useful.

And the significance of this card lies not only in value, but also in honor. And if Shade is willing to sell this card, the 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 Shade as usual and hang it in a separate room of the General Assembly of the Prophet Association, together with other previous champions. Although Shade didn't want his appearance to be shown too much to strangers, he agreed after hearing that the photos would be placed in a separate room and would not be open to all visitors.

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, Shade breathed a sigh of relief and took the cat and the maid to 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.

Both of them enjoyed the party very much, and they did not leave together until the last dance.

Miss Carina arranged for a carriage to stop at Saint Teresa Square to take Tifa back, so they walked to Saint Teresa Square together in the night.

But as soon as they entered the square, they saw two carriages parked at the door of Shade's house. The smoking coachmen were standing together chatting, while Shade's boss, Director Anlos, raised his head to look at the lights on the buildings around Saint Teresa Square.

"Shad!"

He waved to Shade, and after the two approached, he cautiously greeted Tifa:

"Miss Servit, nice to see you here."

"Good evening, Sir Anroth."

Tifa responded politely and handed him the Shade coat draped over her shoulders. He blinked and kissed the young detective on the side of his face:

"I had a great time tonight. Goodbye, Shade, and sweet dreams."

"Have a sweet dream!"

Shad and Tifa waved goodbye. Tifa also reached out to touch Mia on Shad's shoulder, but was blocked by Mia's little paws.

The maid lady got on the carriage, said goodbye to Shade again from the car window, and then the carriage drove her away from Saint Teresa Square. During this period, Director Dark Anlos stood quietly behind Shade without making any comments.

"I remember, your neighbor here is Mr. Smith?"

After Tifa left, the first words the gentleman spoke seemed to be chatting.

"Yes, I remember he used to be the secretary of the Kingdom's finance department."

Xia De 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 game is wonderful."

He clearly didn't go to the Prophet's Association, but he seemed to know everything.

"Thank you."

"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."

Obviously it is 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 the two of them. Shade was very cautious:

"Except for 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 grey-headed 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 gain."

Xia De pretended to hesitate for a moment before saying:

"I got in touch with Virgil Cameron at the poker game, and when we chatted about the city of 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 Shade of the Sixth Office’s 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 do things for MI6."

Xia De said seriously. These words made Director Anlos smile:

"It would be great if all the people under me were like you."

"Like me"

Although Xia De's expression did not change, the woman in his ear had already chuckled.

"Okay, Shade, it's time for me to leave. Remember, this matter has nothing to do with you, don't get involved."

Director Anlos patted Shade on the shoulder:

"As for your salary increase, someone will inform you in a few days. Really good, the champion of the big city players in 1853."

He smiled and nodded, and then left Saint Teresa Square in a carriage.

Xia De, carrying the cat behind his back, watched Director Anlos’ carriage disappear from the square under the streetlight in front of his home.

I didn’t go home immediately, but squinted my eyes and looked up at the moon above my head:

"Is my identity becoming more and more complicated?"

[Outlander, when you wander this world and witness these stories, the direction of your destiny is your own choice. 】

"Yes."

Shad sniffed and noticed the cat on his shoulder patting his collar with its paws. Shade stretched out his hand in surprise and pulled out a long black hair from his collar. Shade only knew one black-haired girl, so this hair must be Tifa's.

After hesitating and sniffing, 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.

Shad stuffed the hair and the 3,000-pound money order into a drawer in the study. The trophy was placed on the cabinet in the living room. The special coins "bought" from Mr. Cameron were first put into a gift box in the basement. The pen with the information will be delivered tomorrow.

After tidying up everything, Shade stood in the living room and let out a sigh of relief. He planned to give himself a holiday tonight, instead of reading until the early hours of the morning, he would go to bed early. Wait until the sun rises again in the east to plan your schedule for the next half week.

He has a lot to do. The key to 3014 has been delayed for three days, and Priest Augustus should have arrived at Fort Midhill. He is still waiting to receive the letter from the priest. postcard.

"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.

【Really? 】

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 **** to appear tonight, and there is no sign at all. So, even if I fall asleep for a while, I will Even nightmares like 'Shad died in a fight with Mia' can't affect my mood."

He thought happily.

After washing, I checked the doors and windows at home, turned off the gas light in the bedroom, tightened the curtains, and then climbed into the soft bed. Mia had already jumped on the bed and walked around the pillow, as if looking for the softest spot.

Shad 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 Shad. There are 13 cards in each row, with the king and queen floating aside.

Mia, who was standing by the pillow, looked up at the floating cards. Shade tapped each special card in turn:

"It's really good."

Waving 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. Reaching out to extinguish 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.

Consciousness falls into drowsiness, and in the safety of home, even vigilant outsiders can enjoy sleep. However, in the dream, the 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 to you from the world of the dead."