In the second round of the first game, the count still stopped after two cards, and the sum of the points was still 18.
Shade's first two cards totaled 13 points, so he got the third card:
"So are you quitting blood brew now?"
He said and laughed:
"Look, the sun is 6, and it's 19 o'clock for me again."
"Looks like you're not having much luck today."
The count shook his head regretfully, threw aside the two cards in his hand again, and then took the first hole card of the third round of the first round:
"I know that drink is unhealthy, but since I recovered from my lung disease, it seems that all the hidden diseases in my body have disappeared. Even my personal doctor said that I am very healthy, so..."
He shrugged, meaning he didn't quit.
Shade had no comment on this. Strictly speaking, the current Earl of Darak was a dead man. Of course, those blood brews mixed with illegal drugs could no longer damage his health.
"Speaking of Sun 6."
Shade glanced at his trump card and signaled Priest August to continue dealing the cards:
"In the Founding series of cards, Sun 6 is [Creating·Death]."
"Yes, I have seen the card faces of the founding series in the oil paintings of the Prophet Association countless times. Look, the second card is the queen. My luck has come."
The earl said with a smile, and Shade's third card was Moon 12, which immediately broke the card, temporarily two to one in the first round.
"I have seen [Creation and Death] with my own eyes, it is at Fort Midhill."
Shade said softly, and the earl's eyes widened:
"In this city? Mr. Watson, you mean the card is less than twenty-five miles from us?"
"Yes, but I can't reveal who the owner of that card is."
"It's really enviable that you've actually seen the founding series."
The earl was amazed. After getting the second card, he whispered:
"What a hell."
The two cards added up are still 18 points:
"Mr. Watson, isn't it 19 o'clock again?"
"It's hard to say."
Shade took the next card and then raised the card face:
"Look, I drew it, [Legend of the Brave·Bard Fletcher], flower 9. When this card is drawn, if this card is not the first card, the previous card will be of the flower suit and the number is even.
When , you can adjust this card between the numbers 9 and 10."
He picked up his first dark card again:
"Unfortunately, the first card is a flower 10. No matter whether I adjust the number or not, I will win."
"Mr. Watson won the first game."
The old butler immediately announced, and Count Darak shook his head:
"At least I won one round. Compared to the last time I didn't win a round in front of Miss Aurora, my luck is obviously much better this time."
He is very good at comforting himself.
The cards used in the first round were re-added to the deck, and after shuffling each other, the second round began. Shade continued the topic of [Creation·Death]:
"The gentleman with [Creation·Death] is very talkative. When I met with him, he told me many interesting local legends. It is said that the mountain city of Midhill Fort is haunted more frequently than any other place.
many."
"Yes, even children's bedtime stories include not-so-scary ghost stories. Mr. Watson, do you have an interesting story to share?"
The count asked. After getting the second card, he found that it was Flower One and immediately smiled again:
"This time I finally stopped without the second card."
"Story? Of course there is."
Shade glanced at his second card casually:
"There are many kinds of ghosts, some are quite scary, some are just transparent and glowing people, and some look exactly like living people."
Priest August glanced at Shade.
Shade's third card was the Sun 9. Together with the first two cards, the Sun 4 and the Star 7, it was already 20 points. Shade chose to stop playing at the right time, but he wanted to talk to the count more, so
Continue to ask for cards. The fourth card is a flower 3, and as expected, the card is busted.
Count Darak won the first round of the second game.
"A dead person who is as good as a living person? I have never heard of such a story."
The earl raised his eyes and looked at Shade:
"Tell me more, I'm very curious about this kind of undead."
"Although the characteristics can be summarized in one sentence, in fact, if this kind of thing really happens, it will be more terrifying than the evil spirits that kill people. After all, we can observe evil spirits when they appear, but dead people like living people, maybe
Before we knew it, he was already standing beside us.”
The priest continued to deal the cards and listened carefully to the conversation between the two. The old housekeeper drooped his eyelids, as if he was tired and wanted to fall asleep.
The count asked curiously:
"Why should we be afraid? Since the dead are the same as the living, then it is better to let the dead who are the same as the living stay."
"Things are not that simple. There is a difference between life and death, just like ink and clear water. But when death invades the world of the living and we ignore it, even a drop of ink can pollute the entire bowl of clear water. And
If the clear water turns just a little bit darker, the world of living people will no longer be just a world of living people."
In the second round, Shade's two cards were 20 points. The count continued to ask for cards in an attempt to hit 21 points, but unfortunately he was not lucky.
"For the sake of the living, the dead must be expelled."
The earl summarized what Shade meant, and Shade nodded:
"Yes, this is what must be done."
He glanced nervously at the count on the other side of the table, but fortunately the latter did not go crazy suddenly. Count Darak looked down at his Rhodes cards, and Shade thought that he must have thought of something.
The resurrected nails are only temporarily forgotten. Sooner or later, they will remember what they are.
At this time, Priest August handed over the second card of the third round. Shade took a look and saw that it was the 9 of Stars.
Neither of them spoke anymore, and Priest August continued to deal the cards. Shade's third card was the 5 of stars, and his trump card was the 7 of the moon:
"What luck, look, blackjack."
Shade smiled and said, the count did not show an annoyed expression, but also showed his third card:
"[Ancient Fairy Tale·Sleeping Princess], Moon 5. If you roll 10 or 20 on a 20-sided die twice in a row, you can adjust the card number between 5 and 6."
He revealed his trump card:
"My card is now 12+3+5=20. If the dice can pass the judgment, then I am also blackjack. Mr. Watson, if you can do it, I should be able to do it too."
Shade did not look at him, but touched his chin with his right hand, tilted his head slightly and looked out the window at the heavy fog:
"Sometimes, we need to accept reality instead of longing for distant miracles."
The count threw the prepared metal dice. When the rolling dice stopped, the upward side turned out to be 10.
"Although miracles rarely happen, this time, I was lucky."
"Yes, but now, you just got lucky for once."
Shade said seriously, pressing one hand on the table:
"You need to be lucky at least twice before you are qualified to draw with me. And even so, you still need to pass the test later."
"Yes, but you always have to gamble on luck. I am not willing to admit defeat directly."
The count reached out again to pick up the dice, then raised his hand to throw it.
The four people in the room all stared at the fallen dice. After a few bounces, it began to spin on the spot.
"Sometimes fate is really strange."
The thin middle-aged man looked at the spinning dice in a daze.
After Xia De thought for a moment, he cautiously asked:
"So, Earl, do you know the current situation?"
No one spoke, only the sound of the metal dice spinning on the table was unusually clear.
"If I don't know this, then I'm a little stupid."
The rotation of the dice was slowing down, and the owner of the dice looked at his old butler:
"You already knew that I was resurrected from the dead, right?"
"Lawrence"
The old man looked at him sadly, unable to say a word.
Although people who are resurrected will forget that they have died, and other people will not have this incident in their memories. But just like the [Dark Realm] changes cognition, it is not completely impossible to see through, Hazama’s modified cognition
Yes, there are ways to see through it.
"Mr. Watson, are you here to see me off?"
The earl asked Shade again, with no other expression on his serious face.
Shade stared at the crumbling dice:
"Yes, you have to leave and go where you should go."
The dice stopped, and the upward side was the number 1. The judgment of [Ancient Fairy Tale: Sleeping Princess] failed, and Count Lawrence Darlac's total points was 20 points.
Priest August gave him the next card, and as expected, it busted.
"Mr. Watson, won the second and third round. The current score in the second round is 2-1, and the total score is 1-0. Next, it is Mr. Watson's deciding round."
The old housekeeper said with tears in his eyes. Priest August looked at this scene expressionlessly. The old priest had seen too many similar things. He stretched out his hand to continue dealing cards, but Count Darak shook his head:
"I also know that it is the right thing for the dead to leave the world of the living, but I don't want to leave. This is a bit unfair. Why can you live? I obviously got a second chance, but I still have to leave?"
The violent expression on his face for a moment almost made Shade draw his sword on the spot. But the Earl controlled his rage, it was not his rage. He suppressed his mood and stood up with a trembling tone:
"Mr. Watson, let's have the final duel."
The color of his eyes gradually turned completely white:
"After understanding my own affairs, I can feel the power emerging from the ground beneath my feet, and I can also feel the violent anger in my heart. They are urging me to take revenge on all living people. I can still suppress this feeling for the time being.
At the last moment when you can still maintain your sanity, John Watson, let's duel. If you win, I will leave. If I win, none of you can leave."
Shade frowned and stood up, and the earl said to his old butler:
"My suicide note is in the drawer in the bedroom. You know the location of the key. No matter what happens next, don't embarrass these two gentlemen."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the wall where the window was, and his body went straight through the wall:
"John Watson, I'll wait for you in the yard."
PS: Before the end of this volume, this chapter in the afternoon will be changed to 3K.