Rhode Island Park Project

"A tarot deck belonging to a fortune teller can be used as identification, or even as a valuable asset representing life and death. Asking for my tarot deck is almost the same as sexually harassing a girl."

"Uh, is it that serious?"

His expression was a little subtle.

Isn't it just Tarot cards...

Yuanshan shrugged.

"It's a lie."

"..."

He held out his hand expressionlessly, "Then take it."

"Phew~ Your reaction to being tricked is really cute~"

Yuanshan smiled and placed the tarot cards in his hand.

He glared at the mature lady in front of him unhappily.

Being teased by a woman was actually rarer for him than Kal'tsit being shy.

Turning his attention to the tarot cards in his hand, he thought about the direction he had just thought of.

Since Tarot itself is a systematic tool for summarizing unknown events, can we use our own power through Tarot to replace more precise goals with more general predictions, so that we can consume less energy and extend the time of prediction further?

This is a very attractive idea. The only problem is how he can use his power in the way he wants.

If his previous attempt could be considered a pure release of magic power, then his idea now could probably be considered a small spell.

"Do you need me to give you a brief introduction?"

As if realizing that he actually didn't understand Tarot cards at all, Yuanshan explained considerately after the joke.

"First, shuffle the deck. You can reorganize the deck like you would a deck of playing cards. Then, the orthodox way is to spread the tarot cards in a circle on the table. Shuffle the cards clockwise with both hands, while mentally stating the question you are about to speculate on and the type of cards you want to use."

"It's really troublesome..."

He muttered.

He was not interested in the other steps, but the phrase "stating the question you are about to speculate in your mind" gave him inspiration.

He closed his eyes and quickly shuffled the deck of cards in his hand for a while, then picked up the top card and opened his eyes.

A smile slowly appeared on the corner of Luo Hang's mouth.

He raised his head and turned the tarot cards in his hand towards the curious mountains in the distance.

The mature fortune teller who was crossing her legs also slowly opened her eyes.

Card No. 0.

——Fool.

Chapter 181 Mission Reward: Theresa, Ascalon

The Fool, this card has a very special place in the Tarot.

It is the '1' card, which stands alone from cards 21 to 0. It can be said to be the beginning or the end of everything. '0' represents nothing, as if knowing nothing, yet it also seems to contain greater potential than the other cards.

He accurately picked 'The Fool' on the first try among the 22 cards. If Yuanshan had not witnessed the entire process of Luo Hang shuffling and drawing the cards with her own eyes, and she herself was a master of cheating at cards, she would probably have insisted that 'this is impossible'.

You know, as a member of the Sami tribe, divination and prophecy are not really all lies.

The fact that her tarot cards showed this result in the doctor's hand was definitely more than just a 1/22 chance coincidence...

"This is really... really..."

Yuanshan opened and closed his lips twice, looking at the Fool card in Luo Hang's hand, but in the end he couldn't utter a clear word.

However, for him, seeing the elegant fortune teller who had just teased him looking dumbfounded was quite a pleasure.

"It seems that the results of my first tarot reading were pretty good?"

He smiled and put the Fool card in his hand back on top of the deck.

Regarding his conception of the spell, the actual testing felt much easier than he had expected.

Psychic energy seemed to be an innate familiarity to him. He had achieved the desired effect simply by radiating the fluctuations generated on the four-dimensional string that he had glimpsed for a moment along with the subtle psychic energy.

Considering the level of his second time controlling psychic energy, it was so easy that he didn't seem like a novice at all...except that it gave him a slight feeling that he might actually be transforming into a four-dimensional creature.

"It's not something you can describe with words like 'good results,'"

Not knowing what Luo Hang was feeling, Yuanshan gave a wry smile, and his expression suddenly became serious. He lowered his folded legs and sat upright, looking straight at him.

"If there's a chance in the future, could I invite you to visit Sammy?"

"In fact, even if no one mentioned it, Sammy's Snowfield is also in my future plans. Your invitation, Yuanshan, gives me a good reason."

"So we have a deal, then?"

Yuanshan's expression quickly returned to his relaxed and playful look.

He chuckled softly and shook the tarot cards in his hand:

"Then how will my reward be calculated?"

"If you want this deck of cards, it's yours."

Yuanshan behaved very generously.

"Thank you very much~"

He also curled his eyes in pleasure.

This was exactly what he needed right now. A deck of high-quality tarot cards, long used by orthodox fortune-tellers for spiritual communication, was not something you could buy casually.

"Ah, right."

He put the tarot cards in his hand into his pocket, then looked at the fortune teller in front of him with a look of recollection, "Were all the things you said before really lies?"

"Ok?"

Yuanshan was stunned for a moment, then reacted, a mature older sister's teasing expression on her face. "Who knows~? After all, this deck of cards has been with me for a long time. If I want to give it away, it would be impossible for it to be given to someone who is not important."

Tsk tsk, mature older sisters are just different when it comes to flirting.

[Increase of Operator Trust]

distant mountains

Current trust: 117 (18↑)

Kiss 108√

? 131

"..."

He glanced at the prompt that popped up in the corner of his vision, and a slight smile of understanding appeared on his face.

"It seems I can't take it seriously anymore."

He looked at the distant mountains with a smile as if to say something meaningful, then simply stood up from his seat, "I have to take care of some other things, so I'll excuse myself for now."

"what,"

He pushed the warm water he had just taken a sip of towards Yuanshan and said, "I'll trouble you to take care of this. See you next time~?"

"Uh--"

Yuanshan was speechless when he saw Luo Hang's back as he really walked away.

What a heartless man he is. He took other people's things and left without any regrets.

However, looking at the glass in front of her that still had half of the water in it, she felt a little awkward.

deal with?

How should I deal with this?

Theoretically, the doctor's words should mean that he should ask her to pour it out, but I feel that there is more to it than that.

"It would be a bit of a waste to throw it away..."

Muttering softly, Yuanshan reached out to pick up the glass in front of him, turned his head to look at the other people who occasionally looked over, then stood up from the sofa and walked towards the passage on the side of the hall.

"Hey, Yuanshan, when did you start drinking plain water?"

Just after leaving the hall, Yuanshan ran into an acquaintance at an inopportune time.

"There's nothing wrong with changing up your taste occasionally. Maybe it's because I've been drinking too much tea lately."

As if to prove his words, Yuanshan naturally brought the glass in his hand to his lips and took a sip.

"Hey, drinking plain water in the recreation area is a bit too much. You can drink water anytime. Have you seen today's new black tea?"

"It should be almost gone, huh?"

"Ah, then I'll go first!"

The acquaintance left.

Yuanshan continued to sip the water in his cup with a slightly unnatural look on his face.

Since I've already drunk it, I might as well finish it. That should be considered as getting rid of it...

***

Londinium.

A bedroom in a magnificent palace.

"Your Highness..."

"You're here, Ascalon."

Theresa turned her head and looked at the assassin who emerged from the shadows. A gentle smile appeared on her face. "You are surprised, Ascalon. I can hardly remember you looking so shaken."

"You... should understand why I wavered."

"Because I'm standing here?"

"..."

Askalon was silent for a moment. "I watched you die with my own eyes, and I also heard whispers from the Sarkaz bloodline. What exactly are you and that person planning?"

"that person."

As if she had heard something interesting, the Sarkaz princess curled her lips lightly, "You still don't want to call his name?"

"..."

Theresa looked at the silent shadow assassin in front of her, and the smile on her face seemed to become even brighter and more charming.

"You can understand it as Hang and I making a bet.

If he wins, then all the Sarkaz, including me, will find a new home."

"But he's just an outsider—"

"This is my decision. Besides, I am standing here now. What do you want to do, Ascalon?"

"..."

The ghostly and seductive Sarkaz female assassin was silent for a moment, but not for long. "If this is your decision, I choose to comply."

A soft laugh echoed in the palace.

As if to change the atmosphere, Her Highness changed her tone to a slightly playful one:

“Although I’m happy that you’re still willing to listen to me, Ascalon, but according to Hang, I’m now the top prize winner of the mission reward.

Since you just made that promise, Ascalon, you will also be part of the mission reward, right?"

Ascalon: “……?”