Whispering Verse

The final game was played in a fairly traditional best-of-three game format. In each game, there were 2 points for a win, 1 point for a draw, and 0 points for a loss. The first player to accumulate 10 points wins the game.

Also, after each round, there will be a ten-minute break. However, players cannot leave the floor during breaks to prevent cheating in other ways.

The first game went very quickly. Not only Shade, but also Tifa could see that Mr. Virgil Cameron was obviously absent-minded. The most obvious manifestation is that in the third round of the first game, after Mr. Cameron got the queen with his second card, he still asked for a card. After being reminded, although he apologized awkwardly, he still let the onlookers discuss in a low voice.

"If I didn't know that I was innocent, I would have doubted whether I drugged him."

Shade whispered in his heart, but in fact it was very clear that the other party was probably thinking about connecting with the "Grey-Headed Eagle".

"I didn't contact him in advance, which caused him to be absent-minded while playing cards. I don't know if this is considered a means of cheating outside of the card game."

With Mr. Cameron absent-minded, Shade easily won 10-4 in the first round, and this method of victory did not give him much satisfaction.

Mr. Cameron seemed to not care about winning or losing at all. President Stan, as the referee, announced the end of the first round. After a ten-minute break, he immediately stood up, and then used a moderately loud voice to explain the plan to his female partner behind him. He went to the bathroom and left the competition hall in a hurry.

Before leaving, he clearly glanced at Sha De, which undoubtedly meant that Sha De should follow him.

Shade's initial thought was that he didn't want to get involved in the Gray Eagle thing, but when he saw the special coin, he had already made up his mind. Although he didn't move, the maid behind him seemed to be able to read minds and saw that Shade wanted to follow him.

She leaned over again and whispered in Shade's ear:

"I want to remind you that Mr. Cameron is hanging out with the contemporary Grand Duke of the Principality of Stan."

"I know, right? Oh, don't worry, I only like women."

Shade said casually, glanced at Tifa, and suddenly said jokingly:

"Especially for a girl of your stature."

Tifa was not shy, but smiled:

"Then I can rest assured. Although Miss likes the same sex, she will never allow you to do this. So, do you have any other relationship with Mr. Cameron?"

"Yes, I want to get a coin from him Tifa, do you think it's worth the risk of getting into trouble for a coin that can be of great use?"

The black-haired girl thought for a moment and brushed the strands of hair around her ears:

"Does the 'troublesome thing' you mentioned have something to do with people like us?"

This was a public place after all, so even if they were whispering, the two of them avoided saying sensitive words.

"No, ordinary people's things."

"Then it'll be totally worth it."

Tifa said.

Shade nodded, stood up, and spoke at a suitable volume:

"I'm going to the bathroom. I'll be right back. Help me take care of Mia."

"OK."

The orange cat Mia was not used to this kind of place with a lot of people, so she had been lying on Shade's hand just now. Now that Shade stood up, it wanted to follow, but Shade picked it up and handed it to Tifa.

Although the cat was not very familiar with the maid, it was probably because it felt comfortable being held by her, so it just barked at Shade aggrievedly and did not insist on following Shade.

Afterwards, Shade walked out of the auditorium on the third floor very naturally. After politely asking the staff at the door, I went to the public washroom located at the corner of this floor.

Of course, Mr. Virgil Cameron was not the only one in the bathroom. When Shade came in, Mr. Cameron was drying his hands in front of the sink with the hot steam from the steam pipe.

Seeing Sha De come in, he deliberately took out his cigarette case and showed it to Sha De, who nodded slightly to express his understanding.

I checked the note in the bathroom and it said [Is it you? 】

Obviously, the other party was a little confused by Shade's constant lack of contact.

Shade used the bathroom normally. After leaving the bathroom, he did not return to the main auditorium immediately, but walked to the smoking room on this floor. The Prophet's Association, like other formal clubs, is non-smoking inside, but it also has a special smoking room for smoking guests.

At the door of the smoking room, Shade saw Mr. Cameron.

After the two shook hands, Mr. Cameron asked quietly again:

"is it you?"

"I think we need to hurry up."

Shade said with a serious face. Mr. Cameron's eyes widened and he gasped for air, as if he couldn't breathe. I'm afraid he was really under incredible pressure:

"is it you?"

he asked again.

"Don't ask about my identity."

Shade said with a cold face:

"You just have to do what you have to do."

He stretched out his hand, and Mr. Cameron nodded quickly while wiping his sweat:

"Yes, you are indeed the professional. I am almost nervous to death. You really look like you are here to play cards. However, did you predict in advance that we would all be in the finals? I tried to talk to you alone a few days ago. But I’m always shunned by you.”

"Don't ask so much, this is for your safety."

Shade warned again, and Mr. Cameron nodded with deep understanding:

"I understand, I understand. I have seen in novels that you may be one of theirs, or you may be one of ours, but you may not even know who you are. The you I see may not be It's you. The you I thought is definitely not you. However, you are really powerful. The lady behind you is Grand Duke Carina's personal maid, right?"

As he spoke, he reached for his belt, and then took out a slender pen from the side of his waist. Shade took it with his eyes closed.

Brass in color, it is about as long as Shade’s middle finger, but its thickness is only one third of that:

"The information is inside the pen, but don't open it at will. There is a very thin metal wire inside. Once it is broken, it cannot be restored."

Mr Cameron warned this was supposed to prevent leaks along the way.

"I know."

Shade replied with a cold face.

"Remember, according to the agreement between you and me, you cannot reveal my identity to anyone."

Mr. Cameron said what Shade wanted to say, and then he sighed with relief, patted Shade on the shoulder and wanted to leave.

"Wait a moment."

Shade stopped him and said with sharp eyes:

"We've been here alone for so long and we need an excuse in order not to arouse suspicion."

"What excuse?"

Mr. Cameron asked, and Shade pretended to think:

"I want to buy those two commemorative coins you have."

"Huh? Oh, okay, that's a good excuse."

He reached out and handed the two coins in his pocket to Shade. When he was about to leave briskly, Shade stopped him again:

"I haven't paid yet. Our wallets were checked just now. If they are checked later and the number of coins is wrong, they will be suspected. How much are these two coins worth?"

"It's really professional that these coins are worthless. A few days ago, I suspected that I was being secretly monitored, so I was wandering around the city. I bought these at the secondhand store on the street."

It seems that this is another relic that somehow fell into the hands of ordinary people.

Shade then took out two one-shilling coins and handed them to the other party. Mr. Cameron took them with a smile:

"Thanks."

Virgil Cameron put two shillings into his wallet.

"You're welcome."

Shade Hamilton stuffed the coin, which as a relic could fetch at least two digits in gold pounds, into his pocket along with the real commemorative coin.

"Please allow me to once again express my respect and gratitude to you."

Mr. Cameron took Shade's hand and shook it gently before leaving lightly. If it weren't for the fact that this was a public occasion, he might have hummed a tune.

Shade stood still, watching his back disappear, and then looked down at the pen in his hand.