The wind of the dark night~~ blows gently

With a faint aroma of orchid~~~

I saw my baby shivering~~ and asked him what was wrong.

The lovely Jerry said with a pale face~~~

I see ghosts and ghosts in the night~~

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In a tavern on the southwestern border of the Kingdom of Guinness, a bard sings softly.

The melody is very soothing, but the content is full of black and weird talk.

Suge sat at the table near the door of the tavern, holding the rum in his hand, only taking a small sip, and not drinking much.

He wasn't good at drinking, and ordered this cheapest glass of rum just to keep himself from being so out of place.

Two days earlier, Suge had left Bain City and had been escorted by church personnel to the border, where he had joined a caravan in the Guinness Book of Governors at the exit supply station.

Although there is now infighting in Guinness, the border patrol seems to be very strict.

Suge couldn't tell whether it was the people of Vanas or the people of the Fallen Emperor faction who were checking them.

Anyway, during the inspection, Su Ge used some mysterious means to easily hide from the guards and enter the territory.

After that, he followed the caravan and came to this border town for about half a day.

To Suge's surprise, the town was peaceful, and the people lived as usual and orderly, not at all like a country in a civil war.

After renting a very clean inn for 6 lang a night, Suge went to the only tavern in the town to inquire about the news of the capital.

No matter how detailed Vanas said, she is a commander in the deep palace after all, and she knows much more about the real situation than these low-level residents.

The area of the tavern is not small, it looks like it is almost one hundred and fifty square meters, and there are more than twenty tables in total.

Due to its location on the border, the tavern is doing very well in business. Here Suge saw merchants, mercenaries, soldiers who had been replaced, and local residents.

"You should be a merchant from the Berlant Empire!?" At this moment, a rough voice sounded.

When Su Ge heard the prestige, he saw a middle-aged man with a strong body, a yellow beard, and a gray civilian clothes staring at him drunkenly.

Su Ge raised his eyebrows and asked with a hint of curiosity, "How did you see it?"

"Because only you merchants of Berlante will drink rum as a cocktail like a!"

The strong man said and grabbed his big shot glass, poured most of the rum into his stomach in one gulp, patted it on the outside, and said with a big belly full of yellow fluff: "Rum, you should drink it like this!"

Hahahaha!

Suddenly, some locals, mercenaries, and soldiers burst into laughter.

Su Ge also laughed, he didn't think it was demeaning or contemptive, he raised the cup slightly, and grinned after taking a sip: "Learned!"

Doing what is common is always the best way to get information.

"Hahaha, lad, Jem is optimistic about you!" the strong man laughed, turned back to his seat and continued to drink.

Su Ge ordered another glass of wine and stood up, at this time he also let go a lot, casually walked to the next table and said to the three soldiers who had changed their guards and said, "Come!

After saying that, he took a big gulp.

The three soldiers were not very old, and they looked like they had only been in the army for a year or two.

"Hahaha! This merchant of Berlant is very good!" the other locals cried out.

Seeing that Su Ge was so refreshing, the three soldiers also raised their glasses and drank it in a big gulp.

Su Ge sat down and grinned, "Will you come to the game Quint?"

The three soldiers shook their heads, and the older dark-haired soldier said, "We don't have time to play with this thing." ”

After hearing this, a gleam flashed in Suge's eyes, and the attendant took out his Gwent card from his arms and said, "That's a pity, you don't even have time to play cards, you should be very busy, right?"

The three soldiers seemed to have received some orders, and a hint of alarm flashed across their faces.

The black-haired youth continued, "If you want to play cards, go over there, we're not interested. ”

Su Ge smiled slightly, "I'm really sorry, Brother Bing." ”

As he spoke, he got up and walked to the inside of the tavern.

"Although it seems peaceful, the soldiers seem to be gag-free, guarding something. There was a strong smell of wild grass on them, which must have been not long after they had just returned from the mountains. ”

While Suge was pondering, he suddenly heard a loud cry.

Following the sound, Suge saw a man lying on the table, crying while drinking, as if something sad was going on.

On closer inspection, the man was wearing a decent shirt, and although he was not wearing a coat, his trousers and leather shoes showed that he was not an ordinary farmer.

Suge was keenly aware of a block-like protrusion in his left trouser pocket.

Suddenly, he found his purpose.

So Su Ge casually found a place to sit down and asked, "What's wrong with that person?"

The blonde mercenary, who was eating meat, gloated: "My son is missing, and my wife has run away with someone else." It's been two days here, what a tragedy. ”

Su Ge's heart moved, and he walked over and sat down with a wine glass.

"Get out! Lao Tzu is in a bad mood today!" the young man, who looked to be in his thirties, yelled rudely as soon as Su Ge sat down.

Su Ge put down his card and cup at the same time: "If you keep crying like this, your wife won't come back, and your son won't be able to come back." ”

The young man sat up suddenly, pinched Su Ge's collar with red eyes, and spit out a strong smell of wine: "Stranger, do you want to fight?"

Su Ge raised his hand and said, "I'm not interested in fighting, why don't you have a game of Quent?"

The young man looked down at the delicate Gwent card in Su Ge's hand, and his attention was gradually attracted: "Will you Quent?"

"Of course, I'm a veteran!" said Suge.

The young man sat down slowly, took out a relatively old set of cards from his trouser pocket, and asked, "What are you betting on?"

"1 Langk?" Suge pulled out a golden bill.

The young man began to shuffle the cards skillfully and said, "You can't regret it." ”

Su Ge said with a smile: "Don't worry, the most important thing for businessmen is integrity." ”

As he spoke, he began to shuffle the cards.

The young man's eyes were fixed on the banknotes, and the sadness in his expression gradually dissipated, replaced by a kind of seriousness and excitement: "Today I want to win you all!"

Su Ge looked at the young man's appearance and sighed in his heart: "Sure enough, the magical Gwent card can make people forget the pain. ”

So in the next half an hour, a total of three rounds of battle, the young man was full of energy, like a river, and at the same time used misleading, psychological and other techniques to interfere with Su Ge's cards, so that he had forgotten all about his missing son and his wife who ran away with others.