Whispering Poems.

Chapter 56 Special Treatment

Mr. Lavender was still very excited even if he was won by Shard.Unfortunately, his number had already been called, so he could only get up and leave regretfully, but put Xia De's business card away solemnly.

After the poker game, there was no organizer and people had no intention of playing poker. Shade sat there, bewilderedly invited to join the discussion of royal anecdotes, and was forced to talk to Mogus Cavendy, who knew nothing about it. Prince Xu expressed his opinion on the conflict with Marquis Callard, commander of the Army's [-]rd Steam Equipment Division.

Fortunately, he finally got his number. Seeing that he had an excuse to leave, he hurriedly stood up and handed out his business card to the people around him. This was a good opportunity to attract business for himself. is rich.

He pushed open the side door of the room and walked in, of course he didn't forget to close the door.The last Rhodes card collector who entered here had already left the front door of the room. At this time, there was only an old gentleman behind the desk in the room. He yawned and asked Shade to sit down.

The room is not big, even a little cramped.Only a few picture frames on the walls were considered decorations, and the table of the Rhodes appraiser took up almost a quarter of the room.

When seated, Shard also noticed that in addition to a few gas lamps and various lenses, there was a fairly obvious black metal box on the table, and the box was full of torn Rhodes cards.On the top is the "Flower 1" card of the Delarion hero series that Mr. Lavender showed off to everyone. There is no special effect, but the card face is very beautiful, but unfortunately it is also fake.

"The forged Rhodes card is going to be torn up, do you know that?"

The old man with glasses asked, and after seeing Shade nod, he signaled that he could show the cards to be identified.

Carefully open the diary, take out "Sun 3" [Founding · Silver Moon] and place it on the soft cushion on the desktop.The gloved old man reached out and took it, frowned after a glance:
"Silver Moon of the Founding Series?"

He looked up at Shade, as if looking at a mental patient, obviously not believing that anyone would come to identify this.

But he still dutifully pulled over the gas lamp near his lotus mouth, adjusted the light to the strongest, and picked up the magnifying glass to check the card details under the lamp.

Xia De, who was waiting for the "picked up lottery tickets to be drawn", sat there, and suddenly felt less nervous.But the person sitting on the other side of the table became nervous over time. It was almost 10 minutes later that he raised his head and looked at Xia De seriously. His forehead covered by his hair was already sweating:

"Silver Moon of the Founding Series?"

It was the exact same question as when Shade sat down, but the tone was completely different.

Shard, who probably understood the result, just shook his head:

"Probably so."

He said very reservedly, even though he thought he could control his emotions, he still couldn't hold back his joy at this moment.

"Oh, sir, please wait, please. I can't identify this card. I'll go get someone else."

The old appraiser trembled and returned the cards to Xia De, took off his glasses, took a towel from the shelf beside him, wiped his face, and then ran around the table to the door:
"Sir, don't run away, I'll be right back! Give me 3 minutes."

His voice started to tremble.

"Why am I running?"

Shade thought to himself, watching the door close.

He looked down at the [Founding·Silver Moon] "Sun 3" again, and looked at the lady on the card who was holding the silver moon sideways:
"Speaking of which, Yinyue and I really have an inexplicable fate."

The old appraiser ran back in a hurry without using it for 3 minutes, or even 1 minute.He pressed the door frame, looking like he was about to suffocate:

"That's great sir, you're still here."

"Why am I not here?"

Shade thought to himself, picked up the cards and stood up.Only then did I hear the sound of running again from the corridor behind the old appraiser, and soon I saw a tall, thin middle-aged man wearing black leather shoes running over.He was wearing a black formal suit with a brooch with the Ouroboros logo on it:

"Sindia Mark, vice-president of the Tobesque branch of the Society of Prophets."

The middle-aged man passed the old appraiser while panting, and came over to shake hands with Xia De.

"You'd better take your breath away before you speak, I won't run away."

Shade said, and then asked in a low voice:
"So, is this card of mine real?"

Mr. Mark invited Shade to talk on the third floor of the association. This time it was a very formal reception room, and there were even servants hired by the association to prepare tea for the guests.

Shade took a seat on the sofa in the reception room, and saw that after Mr. Mark also sat down, two more appraisers, who were probably older than Priest Augustus, hurried over:
"As for the silver moon of the founding series, we need to do further identification, but it is here, right in front of your eyes. Can you wait a little longer, sir?"

Vice President Sindia Mark wiped his sweat as he spoke, and Xia De keenly noticed that the shirt collar inside his suit was soaked with sweat.

"Of course no problem, but the cost of identification."

Shade deliberately hesitated.

"Fivepence, of course. You don't have to spend any more."

Mr. Mark said that after taking the business card handed by Shard, he was as surprised as Mr. Lavender just now at the address of "No. 6 St. Teresa Square".

Ask again:

"Mr Hamilton, do you need any refreshments?"

"I don't think it's necessary for now."

Shade waved his hand, although the Prophet Association is a very formal worldwide organization, and there will be no such thing as killing people and winning cards.But as a stranger who is helpless and has little power and power, it is better to be cautious when going out.

He looked at the three old appraisers who had been summoned in a hurry. The three of them were already on the long table on the other side of the reception room. lamps.The floor-to-ceiling windows and curtains of the reception room were tightly closed, shutting out the silhouette of the Yodell Palace in the morning mist with the morning mist:
"About this Genesis Silver Moon. If it's true, I don't think the association will publicize it everywhere."

Shard did not look at Mr. Mark, but said unconsciously.

"Of course, the association is absolutely impartial in Rhodes cards and will not harm the interests of any collectors. This is our purpose."

Mr. Cindia Mark assured that Shad, who owned the card by default, was a collector.

He looked at Xia De out of the corner of his eyes. He was well-dressed but he didn't look rich, but he had a unique temperament.After hesitating for a while, Vice President Mark asked:

"Then is it convenient for you to tell us the origin of this card? No other meaning, just the last time the association saw it, was it about 127 years ago in the 'Big City Players' Lord's Card Competition, when Stilwell Bye Baron Lun used this card to enter the finals, which can be said to be out of the limelight, the association wants to record the whereabouts of this card in the past hundred years, I really did not expect that I would be lucky enough to see it."

(End of this chapter)