Fairy’s Box - Chapter 967

Hagen sat in the shadow of the partition, lighting a cigar, sipping his head down from time to time, drawing the smoke deeply into his lungs. Normal people don’t say that they smoke like this. Even if they take two deep breaths, they will experience symptoms similar to drunkenness. But he needs, needs this feeling of numbness, as long as the numbness goes down, there will be no more pain.

In the process of constantly puffing clouds and mists, time passed quietly.

The shining golden light on the horizon was gradually dyed by the deep black, and the sparse starry sky was gradually reflected on the black silk, and the full moon surrounded by stars drew a deserted white light on the night.

He glanced at the time on the wall clock, snuffed out his cigar, got up and left his seat, just walking to the door. Suddenly, a gust of wind came onward, shaking the green belts on both sides of the street, as if to uproot them.

Woo-woo-!

The swift and violent airflow roared like a devil, black clouds rushed from all directions, and the dense rain poured down violently, hitting the ground, and then burst open like clusters of water arrows. In the violent wind, everything seemed to be shaking, making people mistakenly think that the whole world was shaking.

“Storm? No sign at all.”

Hagen just took half a step, and was pushed back by the wind, and then rushed out without believing in evil, but found that his field of vision was chaotic, the visibility was extremely low, and he couldn’t tell the difference between east, west, north and west at all.

In desperation, he could only go back to the cafe. At this time, several waiters were struggling to close the door. However, the wind was too strong. Every time he pushed halfway, he would be knocked out by the raindrops like arrows, and he had to start all over again.

They didn’t successfully close the door until Hagen went up to hold the handle, and the cafe was already in a mess. The hardcover hall was full of wet water marks, and many valuable lamps fell on the floor and fell into countless pieces.

The customers who were sitting on the side also stayed away from their seats, forming a circle in twos and threes, squeezing the moisture from their clothes while complaining. From time to time, he looked at the window vigilantly, for fear that the storm would break through that layer of glass and beat them to pieces again.

Hagen was also soaked in the rain, but he didn’t really care, he didn’t squeeze the water like others, he just found a place to sit down.

When he sat down, he realized that the person sitting across the table looked familiar, but he had smoked too many cigars and his mind was a little dull.

“Hello, I didn’t expect to meet someone I know here.”

“Leo…you actually appear here…”

He glanced suspiciously at Leo, and found that the other party was holding a deck of cards in his hand. When he found the hexagram pattern on the back, he asked curiously:

“Tarot?”

“You know this stuff too, it’s just for fun.”

Yale flicked the cards in his hand, and dozens of cards quickly turned pages in his hand. He fiddled with the cards with his thumb and forefinger.

“Are you interested in trying divination, my card is a little different, it has a special magic power.”

“Special magic power? Does it mean that the prophecy is accurate?”

Hagen looked at the opponent’s skillful card skills, and his spirit was shocked, and he suddenly became interested.

“It’s not just accurate, it will surprise you.”

The black-haired knight smiled mysteriously, and suddenly slapped the backhand and pressed the tarot card onto the table. Noticing the other party’s slightly dazed expression from smoking a cigar, he tapped the table with his fingers:

“Which aspect of divination you want to divination, you can meditate in advance now.”

“According to the rules, don’t you need to ask some key questions?” Hagen raised his head and gave him a surprised look.

“I repeat, my cards are a little different.”

Yale covered the card with one hand and looked at him calmly: “If you want to play, you have to follow my rules.”

“I understand.”

Hagen closed his eyes, and his breathing gradually became even and long. After half a minute, he opened his eyes again.

“That’s fine then.”

The black-haired knight put his palm against the card and drew a half circle on the table. The cards were poured, connected, and neatly arranged in an arc. The only gap was facing Hagen.

“Draw a card.” He urged.

“You look great.”

Hagen observed the cards with great interest, as if he wanted to find some kind of clue from the back of the cards. After hesitating for a while, he hesitantly stretched out his hand and pulled out the card that he felt the most.

He turned over the tarot cards and saw the pattern on the card. It was a solemn woman sitting between black and white stone pillars.

“The Priestess.”

When Yale saw the card, he immediately gave an explanation:

“She symbolizes wisdom, which means you need to think calmly, make the right choice, and your future will change.”

“Well… so-so.”

Hagen raised his eyebrows and folded his shoulders regretfully. The answer was obviously not satisfactory to him.

“No, no, it’s not over yet.”

The black-haired knight pressed his hands, motioned him to be calm, and continued to explain: “At the same time, it also means that you are short-sighted, biased in judgment, courageous, pretentious… In the end, you have lost your dignity.”

“…”

Hagen’s expression froze, the playful smile on his lips disappeared instantly, and the facial lines quickly became stiff.

“It seems to be talking about the pain point?”

Yale noticed the change in the other party’s mood, looked at him calmly, and pointed to the priestess:

“It doesn’t matter, this card can find out your regrets, and it will also make up for your regrets – dignity. It is worth noting that this game will give you many opportunities to choose, but there is only one wish that can be realized in the end. But make You can withdraw three false wishes before the final choice.”

“…”

Hagen held up the tarot card expressionlessly, shook it in front of him, a hint of anger appeared on his face:

“Are you talking about a card that gives me dignity?”

“No, it can give dignity to any living life.” The black-haired knight shook his head first, then corrected his misunderstanding.

“This is ridiculous!”

“You can try if you don’t believe me.”

“Try?”

Hagen looked around, looking at an elderly lady, and found that she was holding a plump white fur seal that was kept as a pet in her arms.

His eyes lit up, and he looked at Yale again, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corners of his lips:

“What if I wanted to give that seal dignity!”

“Okay.” The black-haired knight clapped his hands.

Pop-pop-!

With two crisp sounds, the white seal, who had been peacefully in the lady’s arms, suddenly raised its head, jumped up, and flicked its tail fiercely, and slapped the owner’s face firmly.

“Ouch!”

The lady screamed and fell to the ground. While covering her blushing face, she eagerly called out the pet’s name:

“Dai, what’s wrong with you, Daddy!?”

As a result, the fluffy seal seemed to have completely forgotten its owner, and rushed straight towards her. And those customers around her were still taking care of their own communication, and they didn’t seem to see the tragedy at all.

“…”

Hagen stared blankly at this scene and looked down, only to find that the tarot cards in his hand had disappeared.

“Your wish has come true. If you don’t want to see things like this, you’d better take it back.” Yale reminded him ‘kindly’.

“It’s so weird…”

Hagen looked at him suspiciously, then nodded:

“Come back, of course.”

“Ouch!”

The seal suddenly stopped attacking, raised his head and whined, blood spurted from his nose and mouth, and after a violent convulsion, he fell straight down.

At the moment when the seal died, the tarot card representing the priestess also returned to his hand.

“Why did it die!?”

Hagen’s facial muscles twitched, holding the tarot cards, and suddenly stood up from his seat.

“Making mistakes always pays a price, isn’t it? This is the price of taking back one’s wishes. Taking back your dignity means depriving your dignity.”

The black-haired knight looked at each other calmly, and drew the card back from his hand:

“You can understand that – dead seals have no dignity and no respect.”