Following Wu, Kieran reached the corridor that connected the living room and the front hall of the inn.
Wu was standing under the wall lamp, the dark red carpet was giving out a faint sense of softness under the light.
"Your cape is nice.
The crow's feather is very dazzling. "
Wu said slowly.
"It's a cape."
Kieran frowned, correcting the mistake in her words.
"Cape?
A cape without a hood? What a strange thing, just like how I met you here … 2567, do you believe in fate? "
Wu Yong's low and hoarse voice became slower and slower, as if he had sunk into his memories.
Kieran's brows furrowed even tighter.
He clearly felt that Wu purposely said those words just now, to draw out the so-called "fate".
Fate?
Kieran didn't believe in fate.
Similar to how he believed that life was unequal.
It might be cruel but it was the reality.
However, Kieran didn't like to talk about such things with a stranger, neither did he want to fall into Wu's rhythm.
"That [Lucky Card] is real?
Or is it a joke? "
Kieran chose his words carefully and turned "trap" into "joke".
Of course, if it was really a joke, even with Rachel mediating in the middle, Wu would still be blacklisted by Kieran.
Fortunately, it wasn't a joke.
Wu looked at Kieran quietly for two seconds, as if she was trying to see through the system blur and see Kieran's real face.
"It's not a joke.
I just want to talk to you a little more. "
Wu initiated a trade as she spoke.
The [Lucky Card] appeared in the trade window and Wu had already clicked confirm.
All Kieran had to do was press confirm and he would get the [Lucky Card].
It was a free gift!
However, Kieran didn't do so.
Kieran glanced over Wu before he placed all his Points, Skill Points, [Danian's Grip] and [Phantom Stinger] into the trading slot.
Then, he pressed confirm.
Kieran had developed a cautious habit over a long period of time, suppressing his restless and stingy heart.
Kieran didn't know why Wu would do that.
However, he knew the value of [Lucky Card].
He also knew that his relationship with Wu was only that of a stranger.
For Kieran, these two points were enough.
No matter how great the value and benefits were, when faced with a stranger, Kieran still knew what he had to do.
He would not accept a stranger's gift for no reason.
After all, this was beyond the scope of pity and charity.
Moreover, even if it was pity or charity, Kieran would still choose to reject it.
Why?
Pride, I guess.
Poor, ridiculous pride.
That was the only thing Kieran had.
Kieran didn't want to lose anymore.
"There might be some error, but it won't be too big."
"If it doesn't meet the price in your heart, I can make up for the difference."
Kieran said.
"No, it's just enough."
Wu shook his head.
"Mm, see you."
Kieran nodded, turned around and walked towards the door.
Wu looked at Kieran's back until Kieran disappeared behind the door, then she muttered to herself, "Exactly the same, exactly the same … Is this the gift of fate?"
The cards flew out from Wu's sleeve as she muttered.
12 cards danced around Wu, the surface of the cards kept changing, like butterflies dancing in a sea of flowers.
Eventually, all 12 cards stopped at the same time.
12 different cards appeared in front of Wu, divided into left and right sides.
The left side was: Cloud, River, Forest, Wilderness, Mountain Peak, Dawn.
The right side was: Hunger, War, Calamity, Plague, Darkness, Chaos.
…
None of the cards were the same.
And it wasn't the end.
12 cards swiftly overlapped and changed back and forth.
Among them were the Knight, the Devil, and the Beast.
Among them were the Palace, the Scepter, and the Crown.
In the end, they transformed into …
…
The door behind him closed. Kieran didn't care about Wu anymore.
In Kieran's mind, the man was just a player who had made a deal with him. Apart from that, there was nothing else.
Kieran went around the bar counter.
Starbeck, who was crawling on the counter, jumped up right away.
“2567！”
"I … I …"
Starbeck wanted to explain why he was drunk before but when the words reached his mouth, the embarrassment and shyness made him unable to say anything.
He even shrunk his body to the side.
He looked like a cowardly and harmless person.
In his normal state, Starbeck looked exactly like this, even those who described him as a coward would look down on him.
However, Kieran was most familiar with Starbeck in his current state.
At the same time, Lawless was also familiar with him.
Lawless, whose clothes were still wet from the water, was sitting on a tall stool with his back leaning against the bar counter. His hand was also placed on the counter and the cigar in his mouth didn't affect his words at all.
"How was it?
How was it inside?
That stingy Rachel, she didn't let me in at all.
"What a damned rule."
Lawless grumbled.
"It's average, not as good as this place."
Kieran greeted the few acquaintances around him and passed all the spoils of war to Lawless.
"Same old rules."
Kieran said.
"Got it."
Lawless signaled Kieran to be at ease and started to contact the buyer.
Starbeck, on the other hand, looked at Kieran nervously.
Starbeck didn't know what happened after he got drunk.
But he knew something bad would happen to him after he got drunk.
Whether it was his family or his fake friends, after the first time he got drunk, they never allowed him to touch alcohol again.
Although his alcohol tolerance was really good …
"Let's go."
Kieran said.
"Huh?"
Starbeck looked up at Kieran in confusion.
"Let's go, I'll send you home.
Although there are mechanical law enforcers in the big city, the loopholes are too big.
Kieran said as he strode forward.
Starbeck saw Kieran walk away and was stunned for two to three seconds. When Kieran's hand touched the door of the inn, Starbeck reacted.
"Wait for me, 2567!"
Starbeck quickly chased after Kieran.
Both of them disappeared behind the door of the tavern.
…
A figure was humming in an unknown tone.
A figure was walking on the street with light steps, his destination was Harvest Inn.
A place that he didn't like but didn't hate.
"It's great to have a drink inside," the figure muttered to himself.
The man muttered to himself, his humming tone getting more and more cheerful.
Even when he saw Kieran and Starbeck walk out together, he didn't show any changes, as if he was not involved in the matter.
Both of them walked past each other.
The man walked into the Harvest Tavern without stopping.
Kieran, however, stopped.
"What's wrong?"
Starbeck asked.
"Nothing."
Kieran furrowed his brows, but he didn't say anything. He didn't even turn around to look and continued walking forward.
This time, Starbeck followed Kieran.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
