, The extraordinary Lord

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When Martin thought of the diamond ring, he thought of the ceremony again.

I don't know when Mr. Karan's advanced ceremony will be ready...

[Sequence 8: Scholar, Experience Value: 562/1000]

This story book contributed about 30 experience points to him.

According to the current progress, you can reach the threshold of Sequence 7 in about half a month.

After staying in the library for a while, Martin closed the door, locked the old smell in the room, and went downstairs.

When she returned to the lounge, Ms. Kassan was standing at the end of the table, tasting the cookies he had packed and brought back.

Only Ms. Kasan and Doriani were left in the room.

Doriani is looking at a file.

"Fry and Alder have already divided other cases, and this case is about to fall on you." Kasan picked up a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth gracefully, explaining slowly.

Martin nodded and said there was no problem, then looked at Doriani again and asked, "What is the case?"

Doriani was a little confused: "It was a fraud case."

"Scam?"

Martin was slightly stunned for a moment, then looked at Ms. Kassan, "We don't have this kind of case?"

Kassan gently patted his hands and swallowed the food in his mouth. Then he said slowly: "The suspect in this case may have extraordinary power, just need to confirm it."

The archives are not complicated, only two simple pages. When Doriani finished reading the archives, Martin took them over and glanced at them quickly.

The suspect is a street artist who claims to be Fendo and is good at all kinds of tricks and magic.

There are also many such people at the port and dock.

Whenever the weather is clear, you can see them in the tavern, on the street corners, and in front of the restaurant.

Often, they rely on their flexible skills and perform some tricks to gain rewards.

Thanks to the development of the economy of Faralinburg, especially in the dock area, everyone has some spare money in their pockets.

These people can still make a living by selling their skills at the wharf.

There are even people with extraordinary skills who can become big players, accumulate some fame, and go to some large theaters to perform and make a lot of money.

This Fendo can only be considered an ordinary person among this group of people, the kind who is struggling on the line of food and clothing.

However, this person likes to bet and often goes to and from underground casinos.

Although the social environment in the Faralin area is loose, the legal provisions are actually very perfect.

The authorities explicitly prohibit gathering people to gambling, and the punishment is extremely severe, so there is no formal casino.

However, some sailors tend to like to bet in taverns.

As the table was played, about ten people were drinking and yelling at the dice.

The tavern doesn’t know how to pump water, so it just relies on alcohol and snacks to make money.

The scale is small and the nature of entertainment is more common, so as long as the scale is limited to a certain range, the official will not bother with it.

After Fendo robbed more than a dozen such tavern gambling tables in a row, he was targeted.

Of course, the reason why his files appeared in Shijiang Hall was because he won the money from a merchant at the gambling table. The merchant wanted to get the place back, but died mysteriously at home.

The garrison discovered this during the investigation and regarded Fendo as the suspect, but finally found that the merchant died unexpectedly.

But Fendo's investigation found more doubts.

...

Several taverns that Fendo often appears in the archives.

I thought I would have to wait until evening before the sailors and porters got off work before I could find him in the tavern, but as soon as I arrived at Tulip Pier, Martin and Doriani met Fendo who was playing tricks on the street.

A short and thin man wearing suspenders and half-length hair stands up in messy hair.

In front of him was a simple folding wooden table.

There was a fat man at the table, surrounded by a few people watching the fun.

Martin came to the crowd and looked at the table.

The fat man was sweating profusely and was shaking a wooden tube in his hand.

The dice made a crisp impact inside.

Judging from the movements, men are not very skilled, and even a little clumsy, not like people who often play dice.

There was also a metal plate on the table with a large handful of silver coins inside, and Martin even saw a gold coin.

After a rough look at the number, there were quite a lot of coins in this plate. These onlookers may not be able to earn so much money in a month. No wonder they attracted so many people's attention.

With so much money, it is impossible to earn it through rewards.

The most common reward for these street-style craftsmen should be copper coins.

But there wasn't a single copper coin on the plate.

Among the onlookers, there were always some people's eyes that couldn't help but stayed on the silver coins stacked in the plate.

However, the two garrison members on duty were in the security post ten meters away, and the muskets in their hands stopped countless fights.

He also brought back the people around him who dreamed of getting rich overnight, restrained his desire, and obediently put the coins he had pulled in his hand back into his pocket, just watching the fun.

Martin was wearing casual clothes today. Although it was a bit different from the workers' "simple clothes", it was not too eye-catching, so it did not attract the attention of the onlookers.

Doriani was wearing a uniform, and no Faralin didn't recognize the clock emblem on the gray windbreaker.

Considering that this clothes have a high deterrence to ordinary people, Martin could only let her wait a moment.

Bang!

The wooden tube was heavily buckled on the table, and the dice collided and stopped inside, making the last few crisp sounds.

A few beads of sweat the size of beans were also shed on the fat man's face.

Fendo had a relaxed and comfortable smile on his face, spreading his right hand and signaling the fat man to open the dice tube.

The wooden tube was removed and the dice inside was exposed.

Three points.

There is only one dice under the wooden barrel, a six-sided cube, a milky white stone, and the red dots on it are very conspicuous.

The onlookers stretched their necks and stared at the dice under the wooden tube with wide eyes.

Then a sighing sound came out.

"Ha! I didn't win!"

"This guy is so bad luck, God doesn't favor him."

"How many times is this, the fourth or the fifth?"

"It's the fifth time! If you want to shake it again, you will get six silver coins. Do you think he will continue?"

"Ah? No! Definitely no! Because this guy obviously has no money. If he has money, he will definitely continue without hesitation!"

...

The fat man listened to the discussion around him in a daze, and the wooden tube in his hand fell from his palm without holding it firmly.

However, I didn't hear the sound of hitting the ground, because I just took off my hand and was caught by Fenton skillfully.

"Sir, do you still want to continue the game?"

Fendo asked with a sincere smile on his face.

The fat man pinched the last two silver coins in his pocket, hesitated for a while, finally shook his head, stood up dejectedly, and left with heavy steps.

After the fat man left, no next "customer" appeared. The dozen people watching also felt bored. They reluctantly glanced at the coins that reflected the tempting light, and slowly dissipated in groups of three or three...

Finally, Martin was left in front of the stall, standing there alone.

Fendo didn't even look at him during the whole process. While whistling comfortably, he skillfully counted the silver coins on the plate.

The melodious melody is very light and there is a satisfying smile on my face.

Martin took out two silver coins from his pocket and threw them up and down in his hand, making a pleasant sound.

"How did you play?" he asked lightly.

As if he had just seen Martin, Fendo raised his head and immediately showed a humble smile: "Sir, if you want to play, it's free!"

Crazy...

Martin gave a calm face and threw two silver coins into the plate accurately and spoke again.

"Tell me about your rules and let me see if it is reasonable."
To be continued...