Revival of the Mysterious: Tarot Cards, Starting with the Fortune Teller

The fighting continues in the distance.

The already dilapidated Duke's Castle.

It was attacked by three people, causing the whole thing to collapse.

Like ruins.

There were people shouting around, "Come on, Earl Nelson!"

In their hearts, Nelson is the righteous party.

It was he who saved the entire principality.

Saved the lives of the entire royal capital.

"Boom...!!!" Another impact.

The figures on both sides quickly bounced away.

Immediately afterwards, the energy in the body burst out again, more powerful than before.

Even the surrounding objects were shaking slightly.

Everyone heard Count Nelson shouting loudly.

"Next, it will be my strongest blow. Come on, we will decide the outcome with one blow!!!"

"Long live the Kingdom of Bastia!!!"

The old man opposite didn't say a word.

But the energy in the body also bursts out.

The two energy bodies collided like comets.

"Boom...!!!!!" The collision this time was greater than any other before.

Energy waves, even visible to ordinary people with their naked eyes, spread in all directions.

Flying sand and flying rocks.

Many people's faces were sore from being hit by gravel, and they hurriedly found a place to take shelter.

Wait for the smoke to clear.

In the original ruins, due to the huge energy impact, a large area was left vacant.

Even the ground sank two feet.

The two figures looked a little embarrassed.

Stand on both sides of the pothole.

Each put their hands on their knees and panted heavily.

Just when everyone was worried.

The old man finally spoke.

"Huh...!! We, the Barton family, were hired by the nobles to kill the Duke. Now that the task is completed, we don't want to continue to tangle with you."

"As a killer family, it is our responsibility to complete the mission. If you continue to pester me, don't blame me for attacking these civilians."

"I have recognized your strength. Let's compare again when we have the opportunity."

then.

The old man shouted to a strong man not far away.

"Treach, let's go!!!"

A few middle-aged men came to the old man's side in a flash.

Holding his arms.

The two men's figures swayed.

Disappear into this clearing.

It seemed that Nelson was relieved when he was sure that the other party was leaving.

"Pfft...!" A mouthful of blood spat out.

"Plop...!" The body fell directly to the ground.

"My Lord Count!!!"

"Earl Nelson!!!"

The figures of more than 10 knights flashed rapidly.

Come to Nelson.

One of them checked it and then stood up.

shouted to the people.

"Everyone, please go back and rest early. Count Nelson's life is not in danger, he just suffered some serious injuries!!"

“I believe it won’t be long before I can see you all again!!”

"There is no need to worry about riots, the Knights of the Royal Capital will definitely protect the safety of the people!!"

The onlookers breathed a sigh of relief.

Many people were still shouting before leaving.

Well done Earl Nelson! ! !

Long live Earl Nelson! ! !

Count Nelson is our hero! !

Two soldiers lifted Count Nils up and disappeared into the darkness surrounded by everyone.

It didn't take long.

The roof of the house where Kurt was.

Nelson came over in ragged clothes.

Seeing Kurt smile.

"Baron Kurt, how are my acting skills?"

The corners of Kurt's mouth twitched slightly.

Have to say, if you don't know all this.

Nelson can really be fooled.

Especially the heroic sacrifice, let alone...it really looks like that.

Not to mention the final blow.

Even Kurt suspected that Nelson had suffered some serious injuries.

He nodded.

"It's perfect! I'm also very emotionally involved, especially the line "Long live the Kingdom of Bastia!"

"Based on this sentence alone, I guess you, the Marquis, will not be able to escape, and you might even become an ambassador!"

Nelson couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

"Hahahaha...cough...! Cough...!!" Unexpectedly, he laughed too hard and coughed twice.

He even spit out a pool of blood.

He took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth.

sighed.

"Alas...! As I get older, even if it's just a performance, I'll still be seriously injured."

"The older you get, the less useful you are...!"

at this time.

"Ahem...!" A cough came from not far away from the roof.

Everyone looked around hurriedly.

Two figures appeared not far away, walking slowly.

It was the two Barton family.

Although there is some dust on the old man's body.

But obviously after some sorting, I got here.

He glanced at Nelson and said.

“You little guy calls yourself old, so don’t I mean I’m old and immortal?”

"Be careful when speaking to respect the elderly and love the young!"

Count Nelson showed embarrassment on his face.

He said haha.

"Haha, don't worry, I was just joking with this young man! I didn't mean anything about you, old man."

"As for the reward, you will send someone over tomorrow to receive it. Except for the castle, all the property will belong to you."

The old man nodded slightly.

Turning sideways to Traci.

"I'll leave first and catch up with you when you're done."

"Yes!" The answer was very respectful.

Obviously there is a huge difference in status between the two.

The old man's figure swayed and disappeared from everyone's eyes.

Treach ignored Nelson.

Instead, he looked at Kurt and smiled.

"Haha, little guy, we meet again!"

Kurt gave a small salute.

"It's an honor to see you again! What do you want from me?"

Treach stayed, obviously coming for him.

Instead of wasting time, just ask.

Treach didn't continue nagging.

State your intention directly.

"It's not convenient to write or say the things you asked Cameron to inquire about."

"If you want to know the answer, go to Graeme Mountain. Let me tell you in advance that it is more dangerous there. It's up to you whether you go or not!"

"After one month, Cameron will be arranged by the family to go to sea. Once he leaves, we will not receive you again."

"Okay, the news has been announced, let's go!!"

Finished.

Treach didn't even wait for Kurt to reply before he disappeared from everyone's sight.