Shade glanced sideways at the withered black roses in the window behind him, and then continued to say hello:
"Mr. Asmon, long time no see. Heavy rain, night, flower shop, candles, we met again in such an interesting environment. Do you want to sit down and talk?"
The demonologist didn't care about the poor environment here. He also sat down at the table in front of the flower shop. After the sleeves of his robe brushed the table, he placed the notebook he was carrying with him on the table with its corners even rolled up.
.
Shade pointed at himself:
"I spent my time in the Randall River Valley, where I was in a state of disgrace.
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.I came here because I wanted to see if there was anything new during the negotiations between the two countries."
He smiled and said:
"I was also present at the assassination not long ago. I plan to write a good detective and spy novel based on that assassination. "Hamilton Detective Stories" will probably meet its opponent. Oh, speaking of which,
Why, there are also rumors of demons in the Green Lake area?"
Mr. Sean Asmon leaned forward slightly, his black eyes staring at Shade in the candlelight:
"Assassination? It was a brief shower before conspiracy and war. But an unexpected encounter is indeed suitable for telling stories. Yes, there are local legends of demons, which is why I came here. Rumor has it that the island in the middle of Green Lake
It’s called the ‘Devil’s Island’. I stayed in the City of Glass for half a month, and then came here again to find out about the legend of the Edwards family, which declined a hundred years ago.”
"oh?"
Shade pretended to be interested, listened to the sound of rain, and looked at the face of this strange man in the candlelight:
"So you are investigating this, interesting. Have you landed on the island? I heard that the island is shrouded in white mist all year round."
The demonologist's black eyes were also looking at Shade, and he shook his head:
"I haven't landed on the island. After all, there are rumors of demons there. We can't get in touch with them so easily, right?"
"This caution is really amazing. It's a pity that we are not in a tavern now, otherwise I really want to buy you a drink."
Shade said with a smile, and the weird smile on the face of the man in brown robe was even worse:
"No, no, I prefer this cold and dark environment to the pub. In this wonderful environment, it is really wonderful to talk stories with friends. There is no need for drinks, Mr. Watson, you want to play Luo
Germany cards? Just like in the past, I used Rhodes cards in exchange for travel expenses."
"Why, you got another special rule card?"
Shade was a little surprised.
"This is not luck. An old gentleman who entrusted me to investigate the evil curse that haunted his family took this as a reward. But in fact, there is no evil curse there, it is just the figure of the cheating gardener and the washerwoman at night.
.”
He took out his deck of cards and handed it to Shade across the candle. Shade opened the first card and saw a weird black figure dancing with a weird figure in a red dress in the background of the card, with behind him
It's a manor building that's on fire.
[Sad Opera·Lehman Manor Wedding], Suit Sun 11. When drawing this card, throw out a coin to guess the head and tail. If the guess is correct and the total number of points in the hand including the dark card is an even number, you can choose
Whether to discard this card and draw again.
"Oh, the sad opera series."
Shade sighed softly.
The "Sad Opera" series includes traditional operas that end in tragedy. Correspondingly, there is the "Happy Opera" series of decks.
In addition to the title "Sad Opera", people generally call it "Fifteen Famous Tragedies". As for "The Wedding at Lehman Manor", it tells the story of the love between the manor gardener and the cook, and this love affair triggered
The love, hatred, and hatred of the entire family for three generations were related to love, ethics, wealth, and power. During this period, the background was a grand national and national epic. And all these conflicts broke out at a wedding banquet on a rainy night. In the end, the gardener held a gun.
Killed almost everyone, walked away with the cook's body in the rainy night, and was struck to death by lightning in the final scene of the story.
At the end of this opera, all the named characters who have appeared on the stage, including the domestic pet dog and the named horse, all die. It is simply a tragedy within a tragedy. Of course, this is what Dorothy dislikes the most.
Kind of story.
Fortunately, this is a story adapted from traditional literature, not an ancient fairy tale, so Xia De doesn't have to worry about studying it in depth in the future.
"Although it was a series released more than ten years ago, because it has not been reprinted for the time being, and the card surface is very exquisite, the price of the [Sad Opera] series of cards has remained high. I think if I win, I will buy it for 40 pounds.
Play this card, and if I lose, how about buying this card for 55 pounds?"
Shade asked the man across the table, who put his right arm on his leg and leaned forward slightly:
"No problem. Of course, we can't forget our unfinished story."
He took back his cards and shuffled them with Shade.
"Yes, yes, I'm looking forward to hearing the continuation of that story."
Shade said from the bottom of his heart.
"So Mr. Watson, do you remember where the story goes?"
"certainly."
He looked at the candlelight and retold the long and strange story amidst the louder sound of rain:
"A wonderful existence, because of people's cognition, really has the power of the rumored devil. It brings disasters to the world, until it meets a person who has no wishes, and only because of the other person's 'wish' to seal the devil, does it accompany him
That man lived a lifetime.
After the man died, the devil took away his soul, spent one night returning to his hometown, and devoured all his relatives. But those respectable people tried their best to protect the last boy. The boy did not pass by keeping silent.
, to escape the devil, but made the same wish as the original man: I am willing to spend my life to seal you like my grandfather.
He then walked a long way until one day, the grown-up boy met the girl he loved and fell in love with her. When she wanted to keep the young man, the young man killed her, just to ensure that after his death
, the devil will not turn into his appearance and come to collect the girl’s soul.”
Shade sighed and placed the shuffled deck on the right side of the candle, while Mr. Asmon's deck was placed on the left side of the candle.
"The story last time was really helpless and sad, but neither I nor the circus magician who played cards with us at the time could say that the young man's choice was wrong. If he hadn't done this, the fate of that girl would have been terrible.
Exactly the same as the young man’s family.”
"Mr. Watson, as a writer, don't you like tragedy?"
The two were about to draw cards. Although it was strange to play cards under candles on the street on a rainy night, the atmosphere was really good.
Shade nodded:
"Yes, I never like tragedies."
The game adopts the most classic best-of-three-game system. If there is a tie, it will not stop until one side wins two games. There are no tricks added to the gameplay. Facing the person opposite him, Shade feels as if he has come from before the steam era.
For the scholars who come here, it is better for them to be more traditional.
The first dark card and the second card were drawn. The card that Shade pointed upward was Star 13, which was the largest number. He smiled, inserted Star 13 under the dark card, and gently picked up the latter.
, and did not hide the idea of the first card:
"Sun 5, stars 13. Oh, it gave me a difficult problem in the first round."
The demonologist did not answer, but continued to stretch his hand towards his pile of cards:
"This time the protagonist of the story is still the young man who grew up. He killed his lover in a village near the river, and then continued to travel to distant places. He walked and walked, and saw more things, and also
Experienced more tragedies. After an unknown amount of time, the middle-aged man who sealed the devil with himself came to a village that was looted by bandits on a rainy night, yes, a night like this."
"With just a few words, a person has passed half of his life."
Shade commented, finally touching his third card:
"Perhaps sometimes you have to try your luck. It's fine if it's less than 4. I believe in my luck. Oh, Moon 1, it seems I'm pretty lucky. At 19 o'clock, I stopped trading."
The demonologist across the table displayed the 9 stars, 5 flowers and 10 sun together:
"It seems I still lack some luck."
Although he failed, he didn't look surprised at all, and then started the second round with Shade:
"Even if it rained, the burning fire still reflected half of the night sky red. The villagers' broken limbs were twisted in the village, and the wailing injured were reduced to ashes in the fire. A middle-aged man came from outside the village.
, walked towards the bandits who were setting fires for fun in the rain. A dark shadow emerged from behind him, and the sharp sword sought justice for the innocent. Even without using the power of the sealed demon, he has gone through so many years.
The long road has made him strong enough."
Sean Asmon smiled at Shad on the other side of the candle:
"And in the bandit group, he rescued an aristocratic girl who happened to be resting in the village and was caught by the bandits, who tried to demand a ransom from her family afterwards."
Shade sighed:
"I met the girl again. Since he has the responsibility of sealing the devil, he shouldn't have anything to do with anyone. I can see that his life was destined to happen the moment he decided to seal the devil alone when he was young.
tragedy."
The first two cards of the second round came into Shade's hand. He glanced at them and continued to touch the cards, while the sallow-skinned man across the table stopped touching the cards and leaned forward, still staring at Shade.
PS: Picture of this chapter "Rhodes - Tragic Opera·The Wedding at Lehman Manor"