The world controlled by dice [Western Fantasy]

When Siles Noel walked out of the Historical Society, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon.

The few of them tried [Flowing Wind] many times, and it hurt their hands.Everyone except Siles had experienced failure, and Siles succeeded in every attempt.

He carefully concealed his success rate.

At the end of the course this time, Carol mentioned that, except for the space behind the door of the Historical Society, they cannot use potions and rituals in other places for the time being, because they are still not skilled enough beginners.

The next time they come here, they will do some conceptual learning and make up.

The learning of the revelators is a long and arduous journey; they learned something as early as they saw the thick box of knowledge.

Everyone nodded in anticipation, considering that they had already experienced the magical power this time.

Celeste took an opportunity to ask Carroll if he could borrow the books in the room, and Carroll's answer was as expected-he could read in Room 666, but he could not take it out of the Historical Society.

Siles decided to come over earlier next time and find an interesting book to read.Reading is also a way to relax for Siles.

After leaving the Historical Society, Siles returned to 13 Milford Street in a stagecoach.In the evening he still ate a little bread and jam, and planned to continue his lesson preparation after dinner.

But at nightfall, he suddenly heard a knock on his door.

Siles tilted his head slightly in doubt, not understanding who would come looking for him at this time.He walked over without unlocking the anti-theft lock, but just opened the door ajar and looked outside.

It was Mrs. Finn.

Her expression was a little cramped, a little anxious and a little nervous, and she said to Siles: "Mr. Noel, there is a letter from you."

"... letter?" Sirius was startled.

He recalled almost subconsciously the hours he had worked as a postman.If there is a letter from him, why did it come here at this time?Why didn't Mrs. Finn remind him when he came back in the evening?

In the next second, Siles realized that this letter might be an excuse for Mrs. Finn.Regardless of whether the letter actually existed, Mrs. Finn seemed to have found such an opportunity to communicate with Siles.

Thinking of Mrs. Finn's worried appearance in the past three days and the basket of beautiful cherries, Siles couldn't help squinting his eyes.

He said calmly, "Okay, please wait for me, Mrs. Finn."

Siles closed the door, put on his coat, and put on a pair of comfortable walking shoes, then opened the door again, and followed Mrs. Finn downstairs.

Mrs. Fane said absently, "The letter is in the kitchen."

They went to the kitchen, and Mrs. Finn handed Silles an envelope.Siles took it, looked down, and found that it was a letter from Merlin Town - the original mother?

It seemed that his mother had received his letter, so she sent a reply.

Siles understood, and was about to thank Mrs. Finn, when she heard Mrs. Finn say, "Mr. Noel... I, I really don't know how to say it. I think you are a reliable and good person, maybe you can... ..."

Mrs. Fane burst into tears almost immediately.

Siles was taken aback and asked, "What happened?"

"My son...he, he doesn't want to go home. He hangs out with those underground gangs on the street." Mrs. Fein was angry and sad, "I have written a letter to my husband, But who knows when he will come back.

"My little Anthony hasn't been home for three days... Mr. Noel, please..."

"You want me to bring Anthony back?"

"No... no. I can't expect you to do more." Mrs. Finn begged. "I just want you to make sure he's safe. I'm afraid something happened to my little Anthony, so I've been staying away." return.

"I can provide you with enough remuneration. I can refund all your rent. My husband is a businessman. When he comes back, we can give you more remuneration. I really don't know what to do.

"I dare not go there alone, nor do I dare to ask the police for help. Even if I go, I am afraid that Anthony will not come back with me. I wanted to wait until my husband came back, but I am afraid that my little Anthony will die during this time." What's the matter, what can I do..."

Mrs. Fane trembled with terror.

Siles recalled while listening to Mrs. Finn's words.There are things about these underground gangs in Yuanzheng's memory, especially mentioning their unfriendly attitude towards ladies.

Mrs. Finn was alone at home, and the old city was full of fish and dragons, so she didn't dare to act rashly.

She was afraid that something would happen to her son, or that he might have committed some crime—Anthony was mixed with an underground gang, what if the police were called and Anthony was also arrested? ——So she counted on Sirius to confirm the status of her son.

... If she can really return all the rent that Siles paid before, then Siles is willing to help in this matter.

He still asked cautiously: "Do you know where he is?"

Mrs. Fane watched him, and then realized with ecstasy that Sirius had loosened his attitude.She said quickly, "In a tavern. I... I heard little Anthony say the name of the place... I'm not sure where the tavern is..."

"What's the name?" said Siles. "Maybe I can look for a map store."

"Ern... Ernestine. Yes, Ernestine!" Mrs. Fane said excitedly. "Thank you, Mr. Noel. I will not let you go away empty-handed.

"You have just found a job, so you must need enough money, just pretend that you are staying with me for a while, and I will return your rent money to you..."

Siles stopped the over-excited mother dumbfounded.He said: "Don't worry, wait until I find Anthony."

Mrs. Finn nodded in a daze, and murmured in a low voice: "...Yes, yes. My little Anthony." She began to sob.

After a while, Mrs. Finn's emotions finally stabilized.She thanked Sirius again.Such a middle-aged woman lived in the old city, even if she lived a good life, she would inevitably be frightened, especially her son was also involved in gangs.

Siles looked at the time and found that it was already seven o'clock in the evening.He asked Mrs. Fane, "Do you know of a map shop near here?"

"Maps..." Mrs. Fein recalled, and then said, "There seems to be a shop that sells maps in the southeast of Logan's Market. Are you going there now?"

Her eyes, always sullen and caustic, seemed to light up because a kind soul offered to help her find her worthless son.

"It's not too late."

Siles responded briefly to Mrs. Finn, then went upstairs and changed into casual clothes.

He thought for a while, opened the letter from the original mother, and briefly read the contents.

"...you make me proud, dear boy. . . . I enclose a hundred-dollar bill. Don't be hard on yourself, there is always enough money to live in Ramifa.

"Mother who is looking forward to you."

Siles pinched the note in the envelope a little speechlessly.Afterwards, he sighed softly, put the hundred-coin bill in a drawer, and went out with his wallet, dice, umbrella and other items.

The night was getting darker, and there were only a few people in a hurry on Milford Street.Siles merged into it, and hurried towards the southeast direction of Logan's Bazaar in the fine rain net, looking for the map shop that Mrs. Finn mentioned.

After about a quarter of an hour, he saw a shop with dim lights. After carefully confirming the name of the door, he walked into the map shop named "Mapa".

To his surprise, there were four or five customers inside, as if lingering in this simple store, each holding a map and studying it, completely forgetting the time.

This shop is about forty to fifty square meters, divided into two sections.There is a larger area on the left, which slows down maps of different types and shapes; the area on the right is smaller, where some books and a few seats are placed.

The few guests who didn't want to leave sat there.

Going deeper into the store is the counter and the living area in the second half.

There was a lady sitting behind the counter.She looked to be in her thirties, and she still had a charming charm. When she looked at her, she always had a lazy and casual temperament.

She greeted Siles lazily: "Is there anything I need?"

Siles walked to the counter and asked, "I need a detailed map of Ramifa City."

"Oh, it's very common. There's a big stack over there, just look for what you want," said the woman.

Siles thought for a while, then asked again: "Do you know the address of Ernestine's Tavern?"

"... Ernestine?" The woman cast a suspicious look, which seemed to say, look at you, you are well-dressed and look good, but you want to go to that ghost Ernestine. place?

Siles explained: "I want to help an elder find her child."

The woman understood immediately.

She was about to speak, when suddenly, a person next to her came to the counter and said, "Ernestine? I didn't warn you, sir, that's not a good place. I'm afraid it's a mess right now."

Siles looked at the man with some surprise.This is a middle-aged man who seems to have a successful career, and his tone reveals the arrogance of knowing inside information.

Siles asked, "I ask you, what happened?"

The man probably felt that Sirius' attitude satisfied him, so he nodded and said, "The rainy season is coming to an end, and the merchants are all returning from the Land of No Embers. There are always some things that are not easy to sell—you have to buy them." circulated underground."

Siles changed his mind and thought, it turns out that the Ernestine Tavern is in the underground gang and still bears this responsibility.Sell ​​stolen goods?

Mrs. Finn didn't seem to know Ernestine's role in selling stolen goods, thinking that Anthony was just hanging out with underground gangs.But Mr. Finn is also a businessman, and the Finn family may have been related to Ernestine in the first place.

What was Anthony Fine's reason for running away from home and staying in Ernestine?

Siles originally thought that this was just a story of a rebellious boy running away from home, but he didn't expect that there seemed to be another hidden story behind it.

Siles thanked the man.

The mention of Land of Never Embers seems to have attracted the attention of some other guests.One of them, dressed like an adventurer, complained to the woman behind the counter: "Ms. Mapa, your map of the Everland seems a bit too brief, right?"

They chatted, and while Sirius listened, he went to the side and flipped through the map of Ramifa City.

He found that there were indeed many maps of Lamifah on the shelf, not only now, but also maps of different periods during the construction of Lamifah.Among them is an atlas bound into a thick booklet, which records the complete process of Lamifa from scratch.

Siles flipped through it with great interest, and then picked a relatively complete map of Lamifa City as today's harvest.

During this process, the conversation at the counter did not stop.

"The map of Never Ember is very simple." Ms. Mapa retorted unceremoniously, "What you want is a topographic map, but the most detailed map I have here is the railway map of Never Ember."

The man said again: "But now, didn't the Grand Duke say that he will carry out a large-scale development plan for the withered wasteland? How can we develop it without a detailed map?"

Ms. Mapa said even more bluntly: "Come on. Then you might as well join the expedition team organized by the Grand Duke. Why are you looking for a complete map here in the old city? Of course the real map is in the hands of the officials."

"When will we have to wait?" the man muttered, "Now time is money."

"That's true." Ms. Mapa's tone returned to her lazy, unconcerned tone, "It's better to wait for the winter market. There must be explorers from Never Embers to set up stalls at that time , maybe you can get a map drawn by someone else. It’s not been a few months.”

A winter market?

Siles was a little concerned about this matter, but he didn't intend to show his curiosity at this time.He confirmed the location of Ernestine's Tavern from the map, and bought the map for one duke coin.

He felt that his money didn't seem to be enough, and he couldn't help sighing in distress.

He didn't want to use the one-hundred-coin note that Yuanzheng's mother gave him in the letter unless it was absolutely necessary.Therefore, he could only hope that his savings would be more durable, and that Mrs. Finn would indeed keep her promise and return the rent.

He had paid three months' rent in advance, a total of fifty duke coins.That's a pretty big amount too.

With this in mind, Siles returned to No. 13 Milford Street.