Shade, who was very interested in Saint Song Square, circled the square, looking around. He even found someone sitting on the ground in the square, running a Rhodes Cards gambling stall. The man claimed that if anyone could beat him in three out of five rounds, they could receive a Rhodes Card with special rules from him. Each challenge, however, cost five pence.
Quite a few people had gathered around to watch them play, and the special card even had a certificate of appraisal, meaning the card itself was genuine.
But Shade heard from nearby spectators that the man had been running his stall there for eight years and had only lost once. No one knew what method he used to keep winning.
The man was definitely cheating, but Shade had no interest in exposing him. After all, most people who spent five pence to play cards probably knew something was wrong. Whether they simply wanted to enjoy gambling with strangers or truly believed they could win that special card was hard to say.
Shade had not forgotten why he had come. According to the information Iluna had provided, the middle-aged man selling spices with a headscarf often appeared in the southern part of Saint Song Square. No matter the weather, he wore rain boots and set up a triangular wooden sign in front of his stall.
Those traits were obvious enough that Shade spotted him while wandering around the square.
The man had a cart loaded with bottles and jars. To his left was a peddler selling herbs that supposedly cured all illnesses and injuries. The vendor wore a floor-length robe, and the strange patterns on it resembled the style of primitive tribes from the southern forests of Kasonlik, making him look very professional. On the right side was