Ms. Glola left, and the members of the troupe simply had breakfast, and then there was nothing important to do, and it was time for them to make their own decisions.

Elf Lulu, as always, buried herself in the pharmacy room, researching new potions.

When Old Cole came back from breakfast, he immediately locked himself in the house and drew different scrolls, there was no way, the previous consumption was too great.

The main ability of the "Scroll Professor" is to make scrolls, and there is a huge gap between a "Scroll Professor" who has a lot of scrolls and a "Scroll Professor" who does not have scrolls.

In order to complete the "graded performance" as soon as possible and become a real "midnight poet", Arnold went to the father of the piano, Feige Barnard, to talk about the "Symphony of Destiny" on the same day.

As soon as Arnold left, the troupe temporarily lost its front desk, and Catherine watched first.

Brian, on the other hand, wants to wander around Puze for inspiration and see if there are any opportunities to perform, and if not, he will do another street performance, if he has a good idea......

Brian and Arnold walked out of the troupe and separated on the streets, each going in a different direction.

The former summoned a carriage and gave an address.

"The Starry Sky Tavern on Kano Street."

"Yes sir." The coachman nodded in response, pleased to receive his guests.

Doesn't that know the way...... Looks like Arnold didn't ask the right person before!

Thinking of what Arnold said in the morning, Brian smiled, just think that something was wrong, otherwise how could such an atmospheric tavern disappear out of thin air?

Prior to this, Brian had invited Arnold to visit the Star Tavern with him, but Arnold said, "The concert is more important, it should be held in advance, and the Star Tavern will not go until it is done." ”

The reason why Arnold is not in a hurry about this is mainly because Brian did not encounter problems when he went to the Starry Sky Tavern for the first time, so he can basically be sure that the owner of the tavern is friendly and normal.

The other members of the troupe also knew about it, and Brian didn't hide it, and he couldn't hide it......

The carriage drove slowly into Carno Street and came to a halt at the Starry Sky Tavern.

Brian paid for the carriage and pushed open the door to the Starry Sky Tavern, stepping inside.

There weren't many people in the tavern, there was only one table of guests every few tables, but these guests were all well-dressed and obviously not ordinary people.

At the front desk of the tavern, he saw the familiar figure of the black trench coat, Sherlock Evans.

And in the front desk, there was a young lady dressed as a maid, slightly chubby but beautiful, he remembered that her name was Alan Bell.

Brian took off his top hat and sat down on a high stool outside the front desk a few steps next to Sherlock.

The first of the three to speak was Miss Alan Bell: "Mr. Brian, what would you like to drink?" ”

Brian thought for a moment, he had had breakfast just now, and now he wasn't hungry at all, just order a drink.

"Give me a cup of black iced tea, thank you."

"Okay, wait a minute." Alain Bell nodded lightly and got busy at the front desk.

Then Brian looked at Sherlock, who had a flat expression: "Why didn't you just catch it that day?" ”

Here, it refers to a demigod-level seal, the "Wizard Doll".

Sherlock smiled, took a sip from the wine glass in front of him, and then spoke: "This matter is not so simple, the magical item that produces 'activation' is not what you want, and the current result is good for everyone." ”

"Something else involved? What is it? Brian keenly grasped the meaning, even if it was said in a subtle way.

Sherlock unconsciously drank the ale from the glass, and was stunned, he slowly shook the glass, and the ale poured out of thin air from the bottom of the glass, filling the transparent glass.

"You're still too weak now, and you've tried your best to keep the situation going, isn't it, so what's the point of knowing too much?"

"If you don't say it, forget it" Brian didn't pay much attention to this sentence, and didn't ask any more questions after listening to it, after all, it was indeed the truth.

But the way Sherlock poured the wine just now made him feel familiar, very similar to the extraordinary ability of the "magician".

Of course, in the mystical world, there are many means to achieve the same end, and this does not mean anything.

At this time, Miss Alain Bell finished making black iced tea and brought it up: "Please use it slowly." ”

"Thank you." Brian thanked him again and took a sip of the black iced tea.

Iced tea is refreshing in the mouth, with a faint tea aroma, which is very thirst-quenching, and much better than similar foods in other places.

"Miss Alainbell's craftsmanship is so good!" Brian praised from the bottom of his heart, and then asked Sherlock, "Do you know how the 'magician' can perform to master the ability as quickly and thoroughly?" ”

"Yes!" Sherlock had a rightful look on his face.

"What is it?" Brian asked excitedly.

Sherlock smiled and reached out to flick out an unopened deck of playing cards.

"Every time you come here you ask me what it means to answer, let's play cards, every time you win, I'll answer you a question, but I don't guarantee it's absolutely right."

"Uh...... Okay......" Brian paused for a moment, nodded and agreed.

Taking the time to play doesn't make a difference, and in the worst-case scenario, he can win once in a while.

It's not much to ask, just win a few rounds and ask a few questions.

Sherlock suggested, "Then let's play '10:30', it's easy and fun." ”

"10 and a half" is a kind of poker card play, the rule is that each person is dealt a card per round, you can choose to want or not, who has the smallest difference between the number and 10 and a half wins.

Among them, do not big and small kings, J, Q, K for half a point, A for a point, and the number card is counted by the number on the card.

Brian turned his head to look at Alan Bell, who pulled the high stool closer, apparently ready.

Seeing the magician's gaze, the maid smiled, "I'm fine." ”

Both agreed, and Brian naturally didn't want to refuse, and he didn't mean to refuse.

"Come on...... then"

"Don't gamble, lose sticker notes......" Sherlock added meaningfully at the end.

……

An hour later.

Brian looked at Sherlock through the narrow slit, his chest rising and falling, almost on the verge of roaring.

"Did you swap cards with your abilities? Otherwise, it's half past ten every time! ”

Sherlock smiled on his clean face, "There's no rule that says you can't use it, you can too." ”

Brian breathed a long sigh of relief, relieved himself, looked at the beautiful maid lady, and asked as gently as possible, "May I ask Miss what is the matter with you, why is it exactly half past ten this time?" ”

He said and said louder and louder, but it was still controlled within a certain range, and it was not good to be rude to women.

Alan Bell bowed his head in embarrassment: "I may be lucky." ”

Brian nodded emotionally, he already understood what kind of game it was.

"Let's move on."

He gritted his teeth and spat out a sentence, shuffled the playing cards naturally, and directly dealt one to each person.

In this shuffle, he used the technique to arrange the order of the decks and made three cards.

He himself is half past ten, and Sherlock and Alan Bell will "explode" with two cards, and one card will be small.

If the two choose not to continue to play, disrupting the original order, he can also draw cards from the bottom of the draw to make up.

Absolutely foolproof.

The three of them each picked up their own cards and looked at them, and then they all covered them on the front desk, and they all chose to continue to play cards.

Brian didn't show any expression and dealt another round of cards, but there was a mistake in dealing Miss Arambell's cards, and the cards were blown up by the wind and the contents were seen.

In desperation, Brian re-dealt a card, which he knew was a mistake that would have caused Alan Bell to "explode" because it was too big, to 10:30......

It would be nice to win Sherlock.

Comforting himself in this way, Brian looked at his cards according to the program, although he knew, but the process was indispensable.

But when he saw the contents of the two cards, his whole body was stunned.

The two cards are 10 of hearts and 10 of diamonds.

His hand "exploded"......

I'm obviously in control of the 10 of spades and the king of spades! What's going on?

"Looks like I'm going to win again!"

When Brian was puzzled and didn't explain, Sherlock laughed and opened his hand.

It's the 10 of spades and the king of spades......

Alan Bell also opened his hand with a 10 of clubs and a jack of hearts.

The results were announced, and Brian lost again alone.

Seeing this, Sherlock took out a long sticker and slapped it on Brian angrily.

Brian's figure shook as he figured out what was going on now.

That is, Sherlock used some kind of supernatural ability to switch hands.

Alan Bell was so lucky that the original second card was swapped out normally.

Of course, this kind of luck must have involved the occult, and it is not as simple as ordinary luck.

Brian spread his hands and leaned on one side of his body against the front desk.

"If you don't come, you won't win at all......"

Just once he used his ability, he had already seen the gap between the two sides, and if the other party didn't release the water, he would never be able to win.

And the entertainment has been entertained long enough, and there is no point in playing it any longer.

"Then I'll put it away." Seeing this, Miss Alan Bell silently put away the playing cards and put them away.

"I really don't have the stamina." Sherlock slurred, then said helplessly, "Okay then, if you don't play, you won't play." ”

"But for the sake of your wasted time, I'll answer your question."

"The 'magician' wants to give more feedback on the performance, it's very simple, the performance is good enough, and the audience is enough."

Sherlock finally answered the question, much to Brian's surprise.

He looked down and pondered the meaning of this sentence, which seemed simple on the surface, but he had to make a name for himself step by step and become a well-known magician.

"Thanks, I see."

……