Shuen jumped out of the carriage and walked into his manor house in the welcome of the mansion guards.

It was not easy to own such a estate in a wealthy area, but fortunately he did. Although the process has also caused some people to break up their families and wives, now those things are in the past, and they are so long ago that people no longer mention and remember.

Taking off the bowler hat from his head, revealing a slightly bald head, and then handing the top hat and his coat and cane to the servant who bowed down next to him, Shuen saw his little daughter and mischievous little son rushing down the wooden stairs.

"Slow down, two little trick-or-treaters. Shuen admonished, and then smiled at his wife, who had appeared on the stairs one after another.

Now his positioning is much simpler.

Maybe he is a mercenary businessman outside, but at home he is just a good husband and a good father

After enjoying the fun of reuniting with my family, while waiting for dinner, the butler who had arranged all kinds of chores came over.

"Sir, there seems to be a letter from you. The butler said as he handed over an inconspicuous envelope.

Hearing this, Shu En turned his head, and saw the name of the recipient on the envelope, which was still very formal.

Shu En didn't take it in his hand immediately, but looked up at the butler inquiringly, because the butler had just used the word 'as if'. At the moment, judging by the name of the recipient, this is a letter of one's own, but why is it 'like'?

According to the guard, it was sent by a homeless man, and after sending it off, he left in a panic. The old butler explained.

Shu En twisted one of his small beards, revealing a look of surprise. The focus of the old housekeeper's words was obviously not the name of the recipient of this letter, but he was afraid that if there was any malicious content in this letter, it would affect his mood.

Raising his hand and waving the butler away, Shu En observed the envelope in his hand for a moment, then tore it open in two or three times.

Inside the envelope was a piece of low-quality cotton paper, and the text was a little twisted, but Shuen didn't care. As a successful businessman, he knows very well that even if truly valuable information is written on the bark of a tree, its value will not change in the slightest.

The Great Astrologer Buu?Who is that?Shuen was a little puzzled.

The first sentence made him frown slightly, he had a slight impression of astrologers, but it seemed to recall the stories he had heard when he was a child, and they were really old enough.

After reading the entire letter unhurriedly and slowly, Shu En raised his eyebrows,

The whole letter seems to be quite long, but it only says three things in total. The Grand Astrologer Buu was introduced, boasting about the greatness and mystery of astrology, and then predicting the first of the Arena's eight semi-finals.

Shuen has always paid attention to the annual arena event, after all, Byron Bian is a country founded by knights after all, and he himself used to be a fourth-order adventurer when he was young, but later he got tired of fighting and chose a new life.

There are only two reasons why he is still paying attention to the event, one is to remember the afterimage of his youth, and the other is that the annual event is bound to be prevalent, and he will also play a few hands to relieve the pressure caused by daily heavy work.

However, he usually bets after the quarter-finals, when the tournament is exciting and full of variables.

The first of the eight semi-finals will take place tomorrow and will take place over two days, with half of the 256 contestants eliminated to determine the 128 lucky winners to continue the competition.

This means that tomorrow and the next two days, the arena will hold 128 small knockout matches, and at the end of the letter, a prediction is made for one of the more popular ones, Bolant vs. Zonal, two of the most promising excellent knights.

The letter predicts that the Bolant Cavaliers will win the match.

After reading the letter, Shu En casually threw it aside, although the purpose and means of the other party's letter were not visible for the time being, but the businessman's vigilance made him think it was a scam at first. Even if it wasn't, he wouldn't take it too seriously,

Of course, he wouldn't follow the bullshit predictions in the letter, and the letter itself made it clear that if this mysterious-sounding prediction was used for profit, it would immediately lose its effect.

This little thing passed so silently, and it only left a small memory imprint in Shuen's consciousness.

The next day, Shuen didn't go to the arena to follow the event, and it wasn't until the quarterfinals of the last four games that he made his bets.

However, in addition to being busy, he heard that the people around him were talking about the events in the arena, so Shu En asked casually, the duel between the Bolant Knight and the Zonar Knight. Judging by the order given by the arena, that game should have ended today.

The person who was questioned gave a clear answer to Shuen, and the final result of the game was that the Bolant Cavaliers lost and the Zonal Cavaliers advanced.

Apparently, the prophecy in the strange letter I received yesterday had failed.

What's wrong with me, I can't forget this nonsense.

Shu En smiled self-deprecatingly, dragging the matter directly into the vortex of oblivion in his consciousness.

Around Shuen's house, there are many mansions of similar size. This is not surprising, the main manifestation of the differentiation between the rich and the poor is that the rich like to get together, and the poor can only hold together.

Ostan's home is not far from Shuen's house, but because of the different areas and projects they are active in, the two do not know each other, and they have never crossed paths.

Just yesterday, Ostein, the head of the family, also received a strange letter from his butler at the dinner table.

After reading the letter, Ostein's reaction was similar to that of Shuen, and he didn't take it too seriously.

After today's match between Bolant and Zonal Knights, Ostein asked the surrounding crowd casually, and the result was that Zonal Knights won the game.

Based on the prediction in yesterday's letter, which is consistent with the result of the match, it is clear that this prediction is correct.

But that's all there is to it, and this kind of prediction is not technical, let alone indicating. Even if you just pull a child from the street who pays a little attention to the event, others can guess correctly.

Ostein didn't pay any more attention to the matter, but the slight impression of the letter in his mind unconsciously deepened a little.

Throughout the royal city of Byron Bian, there were many wealthy families like Shune and Ostein, who received an obscure and mysterious letter the day before the start of the eight semi-finals, and whether the prediction was right or wrong, there was no splash.

Everything is still going according to plan on Thor's side, in fact, after the large amount of silver coins were scattered yesterday, Thor no longer paid attention to the matter itself, but pulled Beth Stant and the others to start preparing new letters.

This new batch of letters was prepared for the second of the eight semi-finals the day after tomorrow, and the time was undoubtedly much more relaxed.

Moreover, the content of this letter has also been simplified, and there is no longer a large amount of rambling, which greatly reduces the workload of everyone.

The letter mentions that the great astrologer Buu has taken the liberty of visiting again, and the main content of the letter is only a simple prediction of the victory or defeat of the second semi-final that will start the day after tomorrow, of which the public has attracted more attention.

The whole letter is just a few words.

There are nearly 400 games in total of the eight finals, and the first game has 128 games and takes two days. The second had 64 sessions and took one day.

In short, as a large number of participants are eliminated in the future, the process of the event will become faster and simpler.

For the first 128 races, Thor didn't predict every game, so it was too tiring and unnecessary. And with the size of a small gang of four, if all the games were predicted, they would not be able to keep up with the speed of writing letters even if they were tired of writing letters.

So in the end, Saul just picked out one of them at random, and predicted the game with a high degree of attention.

Time passed silently, and in the blink of an eye, the second arena event also arrived as scheduled, and the winner was decided in the cheers of the people.

Saul didn't even bother to pay attention to the result, but turned his head and led the crowd to start predicting the third game.

From the first semi-final onwards, Thor spent most of his time writing letters in the hotel with Beth Stante and the others, or looking for someone to deliver the letter, or the four of them went to the street to eat, drink, and wander around.

But Beth and the others were so curious that they were about to explode.

They were close to Thor every day, and they knew that Thor might be planning something, but the problem was that even though they were involved in the whole process, they still couldn't understand what Thor was doing.

What's the use of writing letters?What are you fooling as a liar?What damn astrology predictions, but Saul doesn't go to the arena to watch the game and doesn't pay attention to the results, so how do you predict? Or what did you predict?

Whenever he asked about Thor, the guy always smiled and spread his hands, saying that things were already being done, and asked everyone to be patient. Looking at him, he just didn't say anything about it, causing the three people in the team to have black faces all day long but there was nothing they could do about him.

And Beth here, all kinds of unused methods such as coquettish angry rolling have been used, but Saul just said wait.

Time passed in speculation and fun, and in the blink of an eye, the half-month-long arena tournament finally came to an end. The knight who won the final victory stepped on the high platform in the attention of the whole people, enjoying his victory and glory.

During the entire tournament, Saul had never gambled, and the crowd didn't even know where the bets were. And even in the final final, Saul still had no intention of paying attention until the tournament came to an end.

Two days after the end of the event, everyone finally reacted that Thor had no means at all. He just took advantage of this excuse to drag everyone to have fun in Byron Bian for a while, and by the way, he also stole a lot of street lamps.

In his spare time, Thor would also wake up everyone in the middle of the night and wander around the city to commit crimes.

On this day, just as everyone was about to pack up and go home.

Thor suddenly summoned the crowd and took out twenty letters that he had written on parchment, and even the envelopes he used looked much more exquisite.

"It's almost flop ready. Thor said to his friends.