The knight named Victor was visibly stunned and then reacted, excitedly shouting at him, "This is what you said yourself, Lord Bishop granted you an hour, if you don't use it, it will benefit me."
Victor knocked over Riberi, enthusiastically began to remove his armor, then stripped off his close-fitting clothes, revealing a body full of flabby fat, until...a cold sensation between his legs made him cry out in disbelief, then his throat cooled again as a dagger inlaid with turquoise, infused with "Ten," stabbed into him fiercely, twisted and mashed!
He silently pointed at Riberi, his head tilted, lying on the ground, beside the feet of those girls, losing his breath…
"Ah—finally comfortable!" Riberi released the dagger, the one his mother personally gave him on his sixteenth coming-of-age ceremony, allowing it to be discarded in the room along with Victor, and casually tossed a playing card onto the disgusting, pig-like body, face up, clearly printed with a red-nosed Joker!
"Murder!"
"Murderer—Riberi Garcia!"
The next day, Riberi was nationally wanted by the Samir Principality, and from that night on, he began his wandering escape journey…
"Pop~" Sounded as if a dream shattered suddenly…
Outside Bandle City, next to the corpses that had turned into two skeletons, the man emerged from the playing cards with a jolt!
The first thing was to cover his heart, invoking "En," expelling the transparent bugs that stole the darkest and dirtiest "negative emotions" from his heart…
"Eeee yeah~" The "Heart Bug" grumbled dissatisfaction, squirming along the causal line, it turned back and burrowed into Roy's body, accompanying him as he uncovered that uneven grassland… revealing a robust yet slightly frail skeleton beneath, confirming it was indeed… the Andrew Cooper and Longergon he had previously killed,
Roy turned his head and glanced at the man with a hint of regret, "You were wrong, we… are not a team, nor are we the same."
The youth's fingertips emitted a faint gleam, without a visible movement, he flicked his sleeve, and the skeletons belonging to Andrew Cooper and Longergon disappeared instantly,
Riberi Garcia solemnly heard the youth say again, "I have a somewhat strict but still normal family, and you… do not…"
Shrugging, admitting quite straightforwardly…
"You're right." Riberi Garcia's gaze burned as he looked at Roy, "Friend, can you trust me now?"
The man pinched a playing card, placing it between his lips, "I'm very curious, possessing a sharp 'Nen Bullet,' suspected 'Light Transformation' escape technique, and the 'Bugs' that eavesdrop on other's thoughts, just whose child are you, or perhaps…"
Riberi Garcia squinted his eyes, "Have I simply encountered a… Marquis!"
Noble titles such as Earl, Count, Marquis, Viscount, Baron… sharing top, second, third, fourth, and fifth-grade protection… according to Samir Principality's "God-given Monarchy"… possessing three different Nen abilities can only be top-third grade or above, that is, Marquis or above.
Roy saw through the "Heart Bug" the dark past of Riberi Garcia, sharply catching this intel, then without a word, glanced at many "skills" lying within the panel, including several types of ninjutsu and breathing techniques like Yin, Yang, Water, Fire, Earth, Wood, Wind, Thunder, etc., and curiously glanced at Riberi Garcia, remaining silent…
"I dare not claim the title of nobility, I am just a small 'discarded citizen'…"
A "discarded citizen" confined to the heart island of Mobius Lake… Roy quietly added another sentence in his heart, stating truthfully.
Riberi Garcia's ornate and exaggerated coat fluttered with the wind, then he froze, pleasantly laughing, "I trust."
He said, "Just by the 'sins' on you being deeper than mine, it shows I found the right person!"
With a "whoosh~," the man magically produced a deck of playing cards from somewhere, as he spread open both hands, it instantly transformed into a form of "accordion"... almost making Roy mistakenly think he encountered a certain fruit farmer here, his impulsive swing of a flying slash came close to cutting him…
Roy quickly restrained his impulse, watching the man's performance, patiently awaiting his continuation…
Riberi Garcia had a moment of chilling vigilance, vaguely sensing a trace of fatal crisis, looking suspiciously left and right, finally shifting his gaze, settling it on Roy, steadying his mind, he said, "Might I offer you a small divination?"
"Whoosh…" the playing cards from 2 to A, supplemented with two 'red' and 'gray' Jokers' big and small kings, flashing before Roy's eyes…
The youth's heart stirred, faintly guessing something… the man named Riberi Garcia before him, a former noble baron, able to gracefully survive over these years despite murdering guards of the church and being nationally wanted by Samir Principality… clearly couldn't escape his deck entwined with "Nen."
'Is divination similar to Neon's "prophecy-type" Nen ability?'
Roy pondered for a moment, immediately thought of Neon, her Nen ability—
[Specialization Type]: [Angel's Automatic Notes].
[Angel's Automatic Notes]: When activated, events occurring in the future month automatically manifest as a feather pen, writing it down.
The predictions written are usually unique to individuals but generally comprise four to five segments of four-line prophecy poems (Note: One line represents one week).
Divination method: requires the divination object to write their name (whether pen-name, stage name counts) along with their birth date, blood type on paper, and finally Neon writes the divination text on the same paper. (Note: If the other party is not present, a photo must be provided for relevant information).
Divination results: When bad prophecy arises, a warning is issued, and avoiding risk is possible by heeding the warning.
Drawback: Diviner does not divinate themselves, meaning Neon cannot prophesize her own fortune using "Angel's Automatic Notes."
This is also considered a manifestation of the "law of equivalent exchange"…
Roy retracted his thoughts, facing Riberi Garcia's expectant gaze, he paused for a moment then calmly said, "Before that, I want to know what price you need to pay."
All [benefits] coexist with [risks]… like [Faith] corresponding to [Natural Repercussion]… Roy, as the benefactor of [divination results], must first clarify this matter to avoid being entangled by subsequent impacts…
"As you may see, my divination is related to playing cards…," Riberi Garcia, having reached middle age, was no longer the reckless young man who cared for nothing. After Roy showed no immediate rejection, he was reassured, promptly saying, "Rest assured, the risk lies with me,"
"My divination result will appear in the form of injury as its price, without harming you…"
Riberi Garcia coughed lightly, his lungs burning painfully as if set aflame, forcing a smile, "Frankly, before arriving here, I divined myself, thus… waiting for you."
Roy: "And then?"
"I coughed up some blood, my chest felt as if it were punched."
"Is that so…"
Roy mused for a moment, ultimately nodded affirmatively.
Riberi Garcia observed this, seized the opportunity, pulled the playing cards, addressed Roy, "Please choose three cards."
"Mm." Roy casually glanced, "[J][8][A]…"
"Suits."
"Spades, Clubs, Diamonds."
"Good." As "Telekinesis" surged, Riberi Garcia swept a hand, picking out [Spades J], [Clubs 8], [Diamonds A], clipped between his fingers, appropriately closed his eyes… consciousness followed as Nen fluctuated, slowly observing a frame…
In the frame.
Within the vast river, above the sky…
A sun chariot, pulled by a magnificent three-legged golden bird with drooping wings, slowly rode out…