Although it was already more than nine o'clock in the evening, the business of the Flying Fish Bar was still very good, and the magic street lamp at the door emitted a strong but not dazzling yellow light, illuminating a large area around it.

The level of customers at the Flying Fish Bar is obviously higher than that of ordinary bars, and the four heavily armed men at the door will stop those who know at a glance that they have no money or ability, and those who are qualified to enter are either richly dressed or imposing, among which there may be silver gun wax pole heads, but definitely not too much.

The panda stood not far from the bar and watched for a moment, nodded, and walked over.

Of course, the guards at the door wouldn't stop him - anyone who could afford to wear full-body armor was entitled to enter the bar.

But they stopped a thin man who was following behind, and the strong man who stretched out his hand to stop him didn't speak, just sneered and looked at each other.

The thin man's face suddenly turned red, and he shouted, "He can go in, why can't I?"

The strong man didn't answer, just bent down and stretched out his hands, but stopped in front of him, so that he couldn't move forward.

The panda found it amusing, so he simply stopped and stood in the hallway of the door to watch.

The thin man kept yelling, but it was like a one-man show, and it happened that there were no guests coming in and out during this time, and he did not provoke any bad-tempered masters.

After a while, a priest wearing a white robe with a silver silk trim on his chest and a four-leaf clover emblem on his chest walked out, looked at the thin man who was still noisy, and sighed.

"You have a total of about one hundred and forty or fifty gold coins, and this amount of money is probably all your belongings, and our consumption here is not suitable for you. He said.

The thin man didn't expect that the other party would be able to tell his family background as soon as he opened his mouth, and his eyes suddenly widened, but he didn't know what to say, and he was stunned.

The priest shook his head and added, "You have a magical item on you, probably something like a 'lucky rabbit's foot'. You relied on its help to gamble among your friends and should have won several times, so you have confidence. Smelling the smell of alcohol on your body, I probably drank a lot, and took advantage of the strength of the wine, took out all my belongings, and wanted to come to the casino of our bar to make a lot of ......"

He sighed and said gently: "But please think about it carefully, how powerful can even the things you get be? Our casinos here are only skepts and do not sit on the bank, those gamblers are often highly skilled, and many of them are lucky and equipped much more advanced than you, how much chance can you have in the face of them?"

The thin man stammered, and he had nothing to say, but there was still a bit of stupidity in his eyes.

The priest saw his thoughts, smiled slightly, and took out a dice: "This dice has six sides, three red and three black, since you are lucky, you might as well guess, I will throw it now, is it red or black?"

The thin man hesitated for a moment and said, "Red." ”

The priest threw it casually, and the dice landed on the stone floor, and he turned around twice and stopped, but it was black and upward.

He stretched out his hand, and the dice flew to his hand: "One more time, guess whether it's red or black." ”

The thin man hesitated longer this time, and then said, "Black." ”

The priest threw it again, this time red-faced.

Then the priest asked the thin man to try a dozen times, and each time he was wrong, not even the last time.

"You see, I'm just a pastor who can do this kind of thing. Those high-rollers who are killing all over me in the casino, every one of them is only above me, why are you going to win their money?"

The thin man was now as pale as earth, dejected, and speechless.

So the priest put away the dice and stretched out his hand to him: "One gold coin for the consultation fee, please settle the bill." ”

The thin man sighed deeply, took out a gold coin and gave it to him, then thanked him in a voice so low that it was almost inaudible, turned around, and walked away weakly.

Seeing him go away, the priest frowned, and said to the doorman: "Send someone to follow him, and there must be someone who will attack him on the way, and help him stop him, so that he will go from us today, and we must not ruin our reputation......! You don't have to report it to me when you find it, just throw it into the sea and feed the fish!"

Four strong men were at the head, and one of them followed in the direction where the thin man had left.

The panda watched from the sidelines, not saying a word. It was only at this moment that he applauded lightly and praised: "It is worthy of being the 'silver thread' under the throne of the god of luck, I really opened my eyes today!"

The priest turned around, bowed to him slightly, and bowed: "In front of the 'iron hand' under the seat of the God of Suffering, what is my ability?"

In this commercial toution, they use the technical terms of clergy circles - in the Church of the God of Fortune, the priests and other casters are called "silver threads", and the holy warriors and other military clergy are called "golden swords", and in the Church of the God of Suffering, the corresponding titles are "wings" and "iron hands".

These titles are not used by others, only among the priests, and sometimes they are used.

Addressing each other by such a name naturally means friendliness.

The priest of the god of fortune was polite and friendly to an ordinary person, and of course even more polite to the holy warriors of the Church of the God of Suffering. The panda was originally kind to others, not to mention that he also knew the identity of the other party - the famous legendary powerhouse of the Southern Islands, "Ice Clover", the first pope of the future Church of the God of Luck, promoted the founding of the Southern Islands, and participated in the battle to besiege the pirate king Barbarossa...... Of course, these are things much later.

The current priest is just an ordinary cleric named Giacomo Chiesa.

One of the important reasons why the panda disembarked at Flying Fish Harbor was that he wanted to meet this person. According to Harmony's estimation, at this point in time, Giacomo should not have left Flying Fish Harbor and went to the sea farther south to seek wisdom and strength - that was after the battle between the Pirate King and the Mermaid Queen, and although the relationship between the two legendary powerhouses is bad, at least they haven't really turned their faces.

Panda wasn't sure when that battle would start, and judging from the fact that the Pirate King's whereabouts were unknown during this time, it was possible that the two sides had already begun to confront each other, and it might not even be long before the battle began.

So until then, he plans to wander around the Southern Isles to see if he can make some gains—for example, to get some treasures that would otherwise be lost in the chaos that would have arisen after the Great War, or to save one or two capable people, or to get to know some people and make some friendships.

Getting to know Giacomo is part of that.