Rein's Death Calamity

Metternich was willing to accept defeat, and he chose to perform a divination for Rein.

Originally, Rein had no intention of exercising the rights of the bet winner since he heard that the divination would consume his lifespan.

But before he could even open his mouth, Metternich had already turned over his first playing card.

A "J" of Clubs.

The difference is that this playing card is surrounded by a layer of black mist that looks like flames.

Metternich looked at the playing card, a slight smile playing on his lips. After a moment's thought, he said, "The Black Flame Extraordinary worthy of being included in the ' JAKE Card should be the Oma Court Grand Priest, one of the Ten Great Legends, [Enma] Blackmoss Zakaria. But judging from the card's meaning, it's 'Ominous'."

Rein listened to the squinty-eyed, mystical explanation of the divination cards, his brow furrowed.

Is this how one determines a person's fortune?

How did he do it?

However, I thought it should be derived through divination and deduction.

This [Enma] Blackmoss Zakaria is the tutor of the First Prince Quentin, and is definitely from the Empress's Faction. If there is political turmoil tomorrow, this Archmage, even one of the "Ten Great Legends," might not necessarily come out on top.

However, although the divination seemed unscientific, since it came from Metternich, Rein chose to believe it.

He didn't ask any more questions.

At this point, Metternich didn't say much about the card, but turned over another one, a "Heart JAKE" holding a knife and axe.

However, the armor of the guard on this card has a strong dark feel and looks more like a mecha.

"This must be Mr. Rein's Legendary Mechanist."

Metternich paused for a moment, then continued, "Good cards, very auspicious."

Then I flipped to another one, and then another.

One after another.

Rein also realized that this Poker Divination didn't give a direct result. Instead, it would reveal some "clues," allowing the diviner to use their own understanding to deduce what would happen.

The people who appear in his divinations are all prominent figures, and all are important figures who may be involved in the Oma Imperial Succession tomorrow.

However, Rein wasn't interested in the fate of others; he cared more about the people around him.

At this point, Metternich turned over another card, the Queen Card Heart Q.

And a chilling aura emanates from the surface of this playing card.

"Yo"

Upon seeing this, Metternich suddenly smiled.

Then, glancing at Rein and Ymir beside him, he seemed to understand their relationship and said meaningfully, "The people around Mr. Rein are all quite lucky."

However, he did not explain the meaning of the card.

But these words naturally refer to Ymir.

Then he flipped over the next card, which was the Spade Q, a Black Queen Card depicting a beautiful woman.

At this moment, Metternich's expression changed slightly, and he raised an eyebrow and said sarcastically, "Tsk tsk. No matter how many times it's turned over, this vicious woman is doomed to die."

He didn't say much; a man destined to die wasn't worth his time.

Then I flipped over two more cards: the Spade 7 and the Diamond 10.

Then, another high-ranking card was flipped over.

A Diamond K with crimson blood on its face, the Scarlet King.

He seemed unsurprised, saying, "Rogier of Sid will also get involved in tomorrow's events." (Emperor Sid)

Upon hearing this, Rein's eyes lit up.

Will Emperor Sid interfere in the succession of the Omar monarchy?

This matter seems to be getting more and more complicated.

Ymir and Andrew, who were standing nearby, looked quite displeased upon hearing this.

Regardless of which prince is in power, it's an internal matter for the Oma Empire. But if the Emperor of Sid intervenes, the nature of the matter changes.

They were furious and confused, wondering which force had colluded with foreign powers in order to seize power.

Then a few less important cards were flipped over, and then a big card appeared – the Spade K.

Old Emperor of Oma's cards are dead cards.

Metternich didn't say much either, just gave a cold snort and continued flipping through the pages.

Then, a "Heart K" appeared.

The King is the card with the strongest luck.

But when this one card was turned over, the divination took an unexpected turn!

"This should be King Kipling Winster of City of Radiance. Right now, only he is qualified to be this card."

Metternich was explaining the divination symbols when he suddenly remembered what Rein had said earlier.

And the moment this thought arose, it seemed as if it connected with some unseen being.

Just then, Metternich seemed to sense something terrifying, and his face suddenly changed color!

The three of them, including Rein, immediately noticed the abnormality in his expression. Upon closer inspection, they saw that the "Heart K" was suddenly glowing with a white light, which was growing stronger and stronger.

In the blink of an eye, it was as dazzling as the sun.

Just then, a bizarre scene unfolded.

The king on the card slowly opened a vertical eye on his forehead, a change that suddenly shrouded the playing card in an aura of sacredness and inviolability.

Rein blurted out in his mind. "The Three-Eyed Evil God!"

On the other hand, Metternich's pupils suddenly contracted, and he immediately reacted. His hands moved rapidly, forming hand seals, as if he were fighting against some unseen force.

But the next moment, as if he had suffered some irresistible blow, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood!

The blinding white light only dissipated after the blood stained the playing card.

The next instant, the dozen or so playing cards he had already flipped over suddenly became disordered.

All the "divination signs" that had just emerged were now in disarray, as if an invisible hand had disrupted the fate of these cards, causing all the results originally deduced by Metternich to become disordered once again.

Looking at Metternich's pale face, Rein asked with concern, "Mr. Metternich, are you...?"

Metternich shook his head, indicating that he was fine.

But his expression was very serious, and his eyes, staring at the playing cards, narrowed more and more, almost into slits.

After a few breaths, when his turbulent blood and qi seemed to have calmed down, he explained, "There was a powerful will interfering with my divination! Or rather, my divination touched upon something beyond my ability and understanding."

Rein asked, "That evil god?"

Metternich nodded and said, "I didn't know about His existence before, so I made a divination based on preconceived notions and came to some conclusions. But because the divination involved Him, all the divinations became disordered again."

"Um?"

Rein looked puzzled; he didn't understand what he was saying at all.

Before anyone could ask, Metternich explained, "That living deity has enough power to stir up the whole situation. In a sense, His existence makes all the rules have to follow His arrangements."

"This"

Upon hearing this, Rein suddenly thought of the missionary in City of Radiance's ability to change people's beliefs and perceptions.

Isn't this ability to forcibly change the rules just like making the Old Emperor issue an edict to pass the throne to the Second Prince?

He felt this matter had to be addressed, hoping this almost supernaturally intelligent fellow could offer some advice, so he said, "Mr. Metternich, there's something I need to tell you."

Rein explained the missionary's strange methods in just a few words.

Upon hearing this, Metternich's eyes darted around rapidly, clearly surprised. "Is that so?"

The guy seemed to realize something and muttered to himself, "No wonder. We almost messed everything up again."

Clearly, the squinty-eyed man realized that his divination results had deviated from the expected outcome due to his limited understanding.

However, he did not show any signs of frustration or discouragement on his face. Instead, his eyes shone brightly, as if he were more eager to try when faced with a challenge.

"Tsk tsk. This situation is getting more and more interesting."

Metternich licked his lips, a profound expression on his face, as if he were lost in thought. "What a pity. Now that we know Mr. Rein is the JOKER Card,' even if that opponent is truly an invincible god, this game is still going to be interesting."

He paused, then his eyes flashed with an increasingly intense, crazed light as he laughed, "The feeling of a mortal playing against a god is truly exhilarating."

Rein was already used to this guy's abnormal and crazy mentality.

He hadn't been curious about the divination results before, but now that he saw this, he was very interested.

With Emperor Sid involved and the will of a deity at play, how will Omar's political situation change?

"In that case, all my previous divinations are completely meaningless."

Metternich frowned slightly as he looked at the now chaotic deck of cards.

At this moment, he looked at Rein and said something that was hard to understand, "Now it seems that the only one who can be sure of the outcome is you, Mr. Rein."

"Then let me see how Mr. Rein's fortune compares to that evil god's!"

As he spoke, he seemed to have made a decision, then took a deep breath and solemnly turned over the next card.

However, what was once an easy card game now felt like a heavy burden.

Rein watched as the veins bulged on Metternich's hand, which was gripping the playing card. It seemed as if he had used a great deal of force to lift a corner of the card.

A "J" was revealed.

It was none other than the colorful Joker Card.

Even Rein and Ymir, who were watching from the sidelines, felt a strange tension at this moment.

They knew that the divination foreshadowed Rein's fate!

The entire card-flipping process lasted nearly ten seconds, and before he could even see the complete card, Metternich's forehead was already covered in cold sweat. It was as if an invisible force was preventing him from performing this divination.

"Snort!"

At the last moment, Metternich let out a cold snort, a resolute glint in his eyes.

Then, another mouthful of scarlet blood spurted out.

Just then, that invisible force seemed to dissipate.

He turned the Joker Card over!

All four people in the room focused their attention on the playing card.

However, they also witnessed a scene they couldn't understand.

The Joker Card should have depicted a Red Nose clown throwing knives.

But on this card, the Joker Card's throwing knife is stuck in his own chest.

The Joker is dead!

Moreover, this clown's form is not entirely human; a devilish triangular tail grows from his tailbone.

"Huh, what's this?"

Even Metternich, the diviner, looked puzzled upon seeing this.

Clearly, he didn't immediately understand what the divination cards were trying to tell him.

"It looks like Mr. Rein is in for a life-threatening ordeal. But something seems off."

After a long pause, when Metternich uttered these words, a look of disbelief crossed his face. He muttered to himself, "Why would a clown with such great fortune die?"

He was certain that Rein was the colorful clown.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have drawn the "Colored JOKER" before, and he wouldn't be able to find such a divination now.

When Rein heard that he was going to "die," his brows furrowed.

Could it be that I will face some fatal crisis in the future?

This is completely different from the "misfortune" in "turning misfortune into good fortune".

The fact that Metternich could so accurately state the "extremely ominous" result of the divination is something to be taken seriously.

At the same time, he was also very confused as to why he had died.

Now that Black Dragon City is at its zenith, who could possibly kill him?

When Ymir heard that Rein's divination result was "death," a look of worry immediately appeared on her pretty face.

Without considering anything else, she asked directly, "Could there be an error in the divination results?"

Metternich shook his head and said, "After all, the divination result I obtained by spending twenty years of my life cannot be wrong."

He paused, then added, "Legend has it that in ancient mythology, there were 'prophets' who could foresee the future, predicting events that were bound to happen. But Poker Divination isn't about predicting what will definitely happen; it's a deduction of possibilities. So even a 'death' only indicates the highest probability of something happening, not that it's absolutely unchangeable. Of course, the probability of it changing is low."

For an ordinary person to encounter such a divination result means certain death.

But Metternich's tone was very confident.

It gave the impression that he could change the outcome.

Ymir naturally understood this, and without beating around the bush, she asked again, "How can it be changed?"

Metternich squinted and thought for a moment, then said, "Poker has its rules. Since Mr. Rein is the 'Colored JOKER,' it means he must have great luck. Very few people can win this hand in poker. It seems there's only one possibility."

At this point, Rein and Ymir immediately realized something and exclaimed in unison, "An evil god!"

Only that Three-Eyed Evil God, who is beyond human comprehension, could have accomplished all of this.

Although Black Dragon City may seem invincible now, that does not include the evil god whose abilities are almost unknown to people!

"It's not beyond repair yet."

Metternich glanced at the solemn-faced Rein and suddenly smiled easily, saying, "Mr. Rein saved my life, so naturally I won't stand idly by. Although my understanding of that deity outside the mist is also very limited, it doesn't mean we will definitely lose."

He used "we".

Whether it's the "Black Dragon City" that can change the social order of this era, or the life-saving grace, he will not let Rein die.

Thinking about the dangers he might face, Rein tentatively asked, "Is my 'death' due to what happens tomorrow?"

If so, he plans to leave the Oma Imperial Capital now.

Metternich seemed to see through his thoughts, shook his head, and said, "Since it is the most probable result derived from divination, even if you deliberately avoid it, you cannot escape it."

In other words, running won't help.

Rein listened to his tone; although his expression was serious, he didn't seem too flustered.

Although he believed Metternich wasn't exaggerating, the guy clearly already had a solution.

He asked, "Mr. Metternich seems so certain that I can solve this deadlock?"

"Certainly!"

Hearing this, Metternich smiled enigmatically. "If I were by your side, although we don't know what the future holds, under the current rules, we certainly wouldn't lose."

Rein: "You're here with me? You mean you can help me avert this 'death'? You know what's going to happen?"

He thought Metternich had foreseen something through divination.

But Metternich shook his head and said, "Like you, I know almost nothing about the methods of that evil god. So, I don't know what will happen either."

Before any doubt could show on Rein's face, he continued, "But I know a possibility that we are certain to win."

"???"

Upon hearing this, Rein listened attentively.

Is a sure win possible?

"Do you remember when I told you about the principle of 'optimal divination'?"

Metternich said with a smile, "I don't need to know what will happen if I do this. But I do know that doing this will lead to the best outcome."