The splendid Tulip Avenue is a sight to behold in Norton City, and many nobles and celebrities are frequent visitors, including wealthy families who spend a lot of money and powerful people in the imperial capital.

Tulip Avenue is a gathering place for various mansions and clubs, but if you really want to compare them, then the Lanshan Mansion is the most popular, and it has always been the best place for big people to have fun and relax.

In a luxuriously decorated room of the mansion, a handsome young man was holding a goblet with a red liquid flowing with his own life.

"My brother must be too busy, isn't he?" the young man looked out the window, his eyes cast on a group of beautiful women laughing, but his mind flew somewhere.

Behind him, a man dressed as a merchant was bowing slightly.

"I heard that your brother did not stay in the alchemy workshop, but went to a casino, and has stayed until now. ”

When the young man heard the news, his brow furrowed, but then he relaxed.

"It seems that it is indeed a wise decision to let him leave the family, such a black sheep, it is better to get out of the Austin family as soon as possible!"

The young man shook the goblet in his hand and took a sip, as if he had just untied a knot tied to his heart, and as if he had lost the burden he had been carrying all along.

"Self-reliance! My younger brother doesn't have the ability, but his heart is quite big. It's a pity that most of the family doesn't want him to do something. ”

The young man spoke to himself, and the man in front of him did not say a word, but lowered his head deeper and deeper.

"Alright, go ahead with the plan, and let me know if anything happens!" the young man commanded, but his eyes remained fixed on the goblet in his hand, as if it were a fine work of art.

"Yes!" the man silently retreated, and the whole room returned to its quiet state again, and it was a long time before a sigh was heard from the young man.

"Auston, if you're really that vulnerable, it's really not interesting. ”

The low murmur of the young man echoed back into the room, surrounded by the brilliance of countless velvets and gems, but there was an indescribable sense of loneliness.

The other is in the famous big casino in Norton City.

Alston had been here for four or five hours straight, and during that time he had been at the table, occasionally playing two laps.

Maybe it was because he was not very lucky, he lost nine out of ten bets, and soon lost all the cash on his body.

"I'll press eighteen!"

After the start of a new round of gambling, Alston pressed his beloved folding fan with red eyes!

"Yo, what kind of is this? We're only here for chips, so you might as well go home and get your money ready!" said a gambler, who was also standing at the table, mockingly, but the real gambler understood him

The kindness contained in the sentence.

The young man's eyes were obviously red, and even if someone wanted to gamble his life, he would not be moved. The gambler told him to go home and prepare the gold coins, and at the same time, he was also telling him to go home and calm down, maybe to make him aware of the mistake he had made.

But Auston didn't heed his advice, and as if the mention was really a mockery, he turned around and exchanged a crystal card for a pile of chips.

"I'm pressing, eighteen o'clock!"

As if stubborn to the extreme, Auston pushed the hill of chips in front of him out without even blinking an eye.

The people around him were shocked by his gamble and gathered around to see how the game would turn out.

The dealer slowly rotated the turntable on the table, and the steel balls rotated in it, and the sound of bones seemed to resound on everyone's nerves, and every time it bounced, it made people's hearts tense.

"Eighteen, eighteen, eighteen!"

I don't know who started it, and there was a uniform sound in the casino, and countless eyes were staring at the fast-spinning turntable, also watching the outcome of the game.

When the wheel slowly stopped, everyone's eyes stayed on the location of the two steel balls, where the bright red numbers indicated the final result of the game.

Eighteen!

"Wow!"

"Whoa!"

"Yay, what a blessing!"

“......”

Countless people cheered for the game, and even speculators who followed Auston to place bets, and now instead of being excited about the money they had just won, they regretted that they hadn't just made a few more bets.

It's just that among these people, Auston was surprisingly the calmest one, he silently took the double chips pushed by the dealer, did not continue to gamble, but turned away.

"Hey, these are yours!"

Auston pointed to the few chips on the table that had not been put away, and although they didn't seem like much, the dark purple coins indicated that they were the largest chips in the casino.

If you can take away these chips, you can say that you don't need to worry about food and clothing in the next three years!

And the lucky one looked blankly at Auston, who had just persuaded him to leave. Originally, I just said it casually, but I didn't expect it to be rewarded so richly!

"Thank you!

The gambler thanked him repeatedly, but Alston was already far away by this time, perhaps because he didn't hear it, so he didn't even look back.

Auston didn't leave because he had just won a big buck. Because since he entered the casino, he has lost about two or three times as much money as this.

And the real reason for his departure was that a man who had been quietly watching him on the second floor had disappeared and did not know where he had gone.

And that kind has always been

The feeling of staring is gone, so Auston loses the meaning of staying here.

Arriving at a dejected tavern, although Auston's clothes did not fit here, the ragged hunters and civilians did not look at him in surprise, but were indifferently a little abnormal.

Arriving at the bar, Alston threw a silver coin into an empty wine glass and said casually.

"Bring me a Bartolov!"

"Are you serious?" the bartender behind the bar glanced at him, and said.

"Of course!"

"This wine doesn't go well! you'll have to pay more!" the bartender looked at Alston like an iron rooster who wanted money, without blinking.

"How much?"

"Ten gold coins!"

"Good!" Auston agreed directly like a ruined young master who didn't know how to be thrifty, and there was a sigh in the tavern.

"Even if you give him three silver coins, he'll give you a match!"

"Hahaha! another one who has been pitted!"

"Boy, if you have money, invite us to a drink! Don't be fooled!"

“......”

Auston silently picked up the bartender's freshly prepared wine from the bar, threw ten golden coins into the empty wine glass, and then found a seat in the tavern.

The bartender silently put away the gold coins, and when he saw something strange on one of the gold coins, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"I'm sorry, our tavern is closed today, everyone should leave as soon as possible!"

The bartender's words immediately caused the guests to be dissatisfied, but when the bartender tore open the collar to reveal his steely muscles, the dissatisfaction dissipated.

"Let's go, let's go!"

"Well, let's find another place to have a bar!"

“......”

When everyone had left, the bartender quickly closed the wooden door to the tavern and turned to look at the last person in the tavern except him.

Auston was silently sipping the cocktail as the brilliant colors of the rainbow class entered his throat, perhaps because the wine was too strong, and his brow furrowed sharply.

At this time, the bartender had already come to him, and said in a deep voice.

"Say, what do you want?"

The bartender pulled out the strange gold coin, and one side was blank!

This type of gold coin only existed during the period when the empire was just beginning to be established, and it was an accident that a batch of non-compliant gold coins appeared. So they were quickly taken back by the empire and did not flow through the market.

But there is such a group of people who use this coin as the main currency, and they only accept one exchange.

Exchange gold coins for fate.

They are the most mysterious people in the Empire.

They are, prophets.