Yi Guan looked at the coins in front of her, she had never seen such currency, she did not know whether it was the currency of a certain country or simply a commemorative coin, her expression was a bit flustered, but soon Yi Guan calmed down, the pupils of her eyes were sharp like a sword blade.
She had the blood of the Phoenix family flowing in her body, like a spiritual leaning, Iguan knew very well that she could not be afraid, she was the one who was destined to appear in that Hall of the Exalted Manifestation, the Duchess of the Undying Bird, and now was not the end of the line.
"May I?"
Iguan picked up the coin and inquired of Lorenzo, this was a gamble between him and Saber, she was now somewhat of a dealer.
Lorenzo nodded his head, then said to Saber.
"There's no psychological warfare, no cheating, no tricks that can be usurped, it's just pure luck I like it."
"That's great.
Saber nodded his head as well, happy that Lorenzo had agreed to what seemed like a somewhat ridiculous bet.
"Shield on one side, battle axe on the other."
"I choose the shield."
Lorenzo said outright, not bothering to look at Izzy as he kept a close eye on Saber.
"This hard market must be old, I remember it being an abandoned currency."
"Yes, the currency issued by the Viking Kingdom of Nobido more than ten years ago, you also know that the Vikings made their fortune as pirates, and all kinds of currencies are available, this is counted as the first currency to unify the Vikings within the Vikings, but it is rarely seen on the market nowadays mostly in the hands of those collectors."
Saber spoke somewhat wistfully, and as he did Iguan tossed the coin in his hand, it danced and rose in the air as if it were a silver and white sprite under the light.
"It should mean something to you, nostalgia for something from home? You don't look like a collector who would keep it for so long, do you?"
That's probably what the saying about seeing things that make you feel something, just like those soldiers who retired from the battlefield would still look at their medals of honor periodically.
"I don't miss that icy place, that hellhole was a mistake to be born there. I keep it simply because it was the first thing I ever won at the tables, I lost my first finger for it, it was my lucky coin."
Saber said rubbing his left hand, the spot where his pinky should have been, but now it was empty, the only thing left was a scar from a wound that was not treated properly.
"I had four fingers left at the time, I beat that son of a bitch, but he was a coward too, so I killed him that was like the first time I've ever killed anyone. It felt really good to take my fate into my own hands."
The words were tinged with excitement, the monstrous experience in front of her was far more storied than one could imagine.
The coin fell the girl quickly caught it in her hand and then covered the table top, it was supposed to be like a toddler's game but now it was incredibly heavy.
"Uncover it."
Hearing Lorenzo's words Iguan slowly lifted his hand, on top was the battle axe, Lorenzo had lost.
"Who the hell are you?"
Saber rubbed his scar, his eyes thirsty as if this was really what he wanted to know.
"Lorenzo Holmes, a detective."
Lorenzo answered directly, but Saber shook his head vigorously, seemingly unsatisfied with the answer.
"What I want to know is who you were before you came to Old Dunlin, who you really are.
"He's just as curious about the mysterious detective's past as Burrow is."
After a few seconds of hesitation, Lorenzo said.
"A priest."
Even Iguan, who was on the side, was a bit confused, I'm afraid that no one would be able to connect this psychopathic bastard with a high and pure priest.
"A priest? A pastor of the Evangelical Church?"
Priests were not an uncommon profession, a hundred years ago the masters of the world were still the Holy Evangelical Papal States, they relied on their teachings to dispatch countless priests to various countries, secretly manipulating the nations in the name of faith, but with the rise of steam technology the so-called faith hit rock bottom, the cannons and airships dislodged everyone from the shackles of faith.
Saber said and laughed did not continue to pursue the question, said immediately after.
"I'll bet on the tomahawk this time."
Iguan flipped the coin, it rose and fell in the air, neither man bothered to look at the flip in the air, they stared intently at each other, calmness in their tones but still swords drawn within.
This time it was still the tomahawk facing upwards, and Saber had won again.
"What brings you to Old Turin?"
"For this is the old Turin. The city at the top of the world's technological ladder, the capital of hope, the city of steam, where the machines that roar and run leave the old days behind forever."
"The people of Fiddlesticks say it's a good place to live, more than a vain belief, there's gold hidden all over the place opportunity and wealth everywhere, it's open to everyone, just come here and you'll have a new life.
Lorenzo spoke lightly, calmly as if telling a story that had nothing to do with him.
"It is also true that the power of the church is diminishing, in order to consolidate their rule those kings destroyed church after church relying on the cannons, this is not a hundred years ago, when you priests could comfortably live your whole lives just by collecting donations.
It seemed that Lorenzo was just a gold digger who came in the name of the old dunlin, Saber found it a bit ridiculous.
"I can't believe that an executioner like you was once a priest, aren't you afraid of divine punishment?"
Countless people died in the Red River Tragedy, the cruelty of the methods would make even a butcher feel chilled, and all of this came from the hands of the detective in front of him who was once a priest.
"If divine punishment really exists, I'm afraid you've already been split into flames by thunder here."
The chiming band had stopped long ago, and they had inhaled hallucinogens, their faces twisted and hugged together in a bizarre dance, and in the middle of that dance floor as well, people tore their clothes and skin, dozens of extra bloody wounds on their white bodies, and like wild beasts they let out meaningless hissing and whimpering, as the civilization of mankind was completely discarded.
"Maybe the gods are just waiting for us to be liquidated after our deaths? You first this time."
"Still Shield."
"Why are you still choosing Shield? You've already lost twice."
Saber wondered.
"You beat me twice, so you've had less luck than me. Lady Luck doesn't favor anyone, and now she'll let me win it back." He was confident.
Iguan uncovered his hand and it seemed to be true what Lorenzo had said, this time it was a shield and he had won.
"What exactly was that shipment?"
That was the most important thing Lorenzo needed to know at the moment, the mysterious shipment that had started everything this night.
"The Sacred Coffin, it is rumored that the group dug it out of a shipwreck in the Ice Sea, and many have died for it."
"The Sacred Coffin? What is that?"
Lorenzo had never heard of such a thing, even in theology there was no such word.
"I don't know."
Saber said frankly, "It's like some kind of pronoun, like a god in the Evangelical Church, do you guys know exactly what it is exactly? Is it a person or an object or something else, like the Holy Grail in the Catechism, just some kind of pronoun for something that can't be stated."
Man cannot describe something like that, but has to honor it with a sacred and noble name.
"As if something had been touched, Lorenzo detected a hint of strangeness. The coin was tossed up again, flipped over and fell."
"Still the battle axe."
This time it was Iguan who asked, for neither of the two spoke first this time.
"Shield."
Saber snapped, this time choosing Lorenzo's shield.
The coin was revealed, and as Lorenzo said, Lady Luck doesn't favor anyone, it was the battle axe Lorenzo won again.
This time though Lorenzo didn't rush to ask a question, instead he picked up his pocket watch and looked at the time.
"Are you up to something next?"
It was late at night, even if there was something it would be after sunrise, and it was still a long time before sunrise Saber was a little curious as to what Lorenzo was waiting for.
"Yeah, so this will be my last question."
"This win and go is not a good thing."
Saber's eyes were slightly cold, the most taboo thing at the gambling table was this kind of thing, win and run, although a gambler was not a good thing, but this was considered the villain of gamblers!
"Please understand, it can't be helped."
Lorenzo said and stood up and walked to the edge of the high platform, the location here is really very good, everything in the bottom of the eye, the initial prosperity is no longer, under the hall that is a body in a state of disarray, now hallucinogens have completely paralyzed their nerves, this time they don't even have the strength to stand, lying on top of the carpet, a confusion in the eyes.
The high and mighty nobles were like lowly beggars, stripped of their honor and dignity like pathetic livestock in that pen.
"What do you usually do with these people?"
"Is that a matter of wager?"
"Of course not, I'm just curious ... That's a curiosity you'll still satisfy right."
Said Lorenzo with a kind smile at Saber as if he was really curious.
"It's simple, back and forth from whence we came, we'll drop our guests off in a luxurious hotel in the inner city, and they'll wake up in a big, soft, clean bed after they've faded away all their fatigue, and out there's the wonderful world of the old Turin, and last night seems like a dream come true."
"A pretty good end isn't it?"
"That doesn't sound so bad."
Lorenzo nodded as if in recognition, then asked one last question.
"What about those men? The crew of the Silverfish, who transported the Sacred Coffin, and the people who stopped me that day where are they?"
That was Lorenzo's last question, he wanted an answer, and just like before, Saber didn't hold anything back, being so honest that Lorenzo was on the verge of thinking he was one of his own.
"All dead, and even if they're not, they're pretty much as good as dead."
Saber said directly.
"All dead?"
Lorenzo asked in a bit of disbelief, then his eyes tightened as if he realized something.
"Did you kill them?"