A reward never agreed upon

Fors paused for a moment:

"Please go ahead."

Upon hearing this, Klein no longer stood on ceremony. In front of the two of them, he took out a Gold Coins, deftly twirling it between his fingers while softly reciting a divination phrase:

The Small Ball is under this Ceramic Cup.

Repeated seven times in a row.

The Gold Coins landed squarely on his thumb, then bounced and tumbled upwards.

Clang!

Turn it up.

This means the divination statement is invalid.

Fors observed the man's movements with great interest.

She had already learned from Lorry that the follow-up Potion to "Trickmaster" was "Astrologer," and understood that she would inevitably have to deal with divination in the future.

Therefore, he was quite curious about the divination methods used by this member of the Tarot Club. Klein didn't pay much attention to it.

Divination is not the Patent of "Seer," and he is not worried that the two people opposite him can guess his Pathway based on this matter.

After repeating the same trick and performing divination on the other two Ceramic Cup, Klein put away the Gold Coins and said in a firm, deep voice:

"Right."

After speaking, he narrowed his eyes slightly, staring intently at Fors and Lorry, making sure their every move was under his watchful eye.

"Are you sure?" Fors asked with a smile.

Klein nodded almost imperceptibly.

Seeing this, Fors glanced at Lorry and then abruptly lifted the Ceramic Cup.

Empty!

"..."

Klein frowned slightly and fell silent.

When did the "Magician" tamper with things? After changing positions, she clearly only made one movement: lifting a cup!

Is it someone else?

With that thought in mind, he looked at Lorry, carefully recalling the other's actions, hesitated for a moment, and then turned his attention back to the "Magician".

This person has been drinking, it shouldn't be him... Thinking this, Klein breathed silently and spoke in a completely calm tone:

"One more time?"

Fors didn't need to act it out a few more times, so he readily agreed.

"Good."

After saying that, she lifted the Ceramic Cup in the middle to indicate that the Small Ball was there, then quickly put it back on and rapidly changed the positions of the three cups.

She withdrew her hands, took a sip of her drink, and asked with a smile:

Which one?

Klein reached out and touched his lower abdomen, feigning a frown as he said:

"Excuse me, I'm going to the Washroom." He planned to go to the Above the Gray Fog for divination to avoid making a wasted trip, as he wouldn't get paid if he didn't expose the "Magician's" tricks.

Lorry almost burst out laughing, quickly covering it up with drinking; Fors rolled her eyes at him, then turned to Klein and said:

"Yes, Mr. Gehrman."

What's so funny? Don't you need to go to the Washroom to take care of your personal needs? Klein muttered to himself as he got up and left.

He went straight to the Washroom, found a relatively clean cubicle, took four small steps backward to reach the Above the Gray Fog, and began his Dream Divination.

The Magician's every move was vividly presented in his dream, and with his Spirituality senses, he quickly located the cup where the Small Ball was.

After leaving the dream, Klein did not return directly to the Real World, but instead used methods such as Pendulum Method and Coin Toss to confirm the answer.

After getting the same result several times, he left the Gray Fog World and, with the attitude of "since I'm already here," dealt with the problem of his bloated Bladder.

Back at the table, Klein took a couple of sips of Beer and then performed another divination in front of the two of them to cover up the fact that he had already performed the divination in the Washroom.

To confirm the results and prevent the unlikely event that the "Magician" might secretly tamper with the Small Ball while I was returning from the Washroom.

He said in a deep voice, "The middle."

"Are you sure?" Fors smiled and exchanged a glance with Lorry. This made Klein frown secretly, with a bad feeling.

In his silence, "Magician" Fors abruptly lifted the left cup, revealing the Small Ball underneath.

Then, without stopping, she lifted the right-hand cup.

There is also a Small Ball below.

"Guess if there's anything inside?" Fors reached out and grabbed the Ceramic Cup in the middle, then looked up and smiled at the person opposite her.

Klein remained silent.

Fors shrugged nonchalantly and flipped the Ceramic Cup upside down.

She took out the check from inside and handed it to Klein, smiling, "Mr. Gehrman, this is the payment we agreed on earlier."

Klein glanced at the amount on the bill, but didn't reach out to take it. "Our agreement is that I'll only get paid if I figure out your methods."

"Yes, but there's a second part to the agreement." Fors placed the check in front of Klein. "Even if you didn't see through it, you'll still get a reward."

"As the initiator of this agreement, I reserve the right of final interpretation."

As she spoke, she smiled and raised her glass, "Go to Bing search for the latest chapter!"

"In short, thank you for your help, Mr. Gehrman."

We're leaving now, goodbye.

Fors's thanks were exceptionally sincere.

Because she discovered that the moment her final Trick trick ended, her "Trickmaster" Potion had been completely digested!

Once you collect the necessary supporting materials, you can Advancement of "Astrologer"!

After finishing the last of her drinks, Fors put down her glass, packed up her Trick props, and, arm in arm with Lorry, got up and left.

Klein watched the two figures disappear, then turned his gaze to the Bearer Cheque from Backlund Bank in front of him.

He stared silently for a few seconds, then the corners of his mouth slowly turned up.

Miss Magician is so generous... I wish them a long and happy life together... Thinking this, Klein put away the check and happily drank his Beer.

Just then, he suddenly noticed the gaze behind him, turned around, and saw Captain Elland of the "White Agate" smiling as he walked towards him.

"I just got to the Inn and your room was empty. Turns out you were drinking here. Come on, let me introduce you to someone."

Evening, Backlund.

Inside a house rented by two women in the Cherwood Borough.

After putting down the information provided by "Vice Admiral Iceberg," Lorry raised his hand to rub his eyes and glanced to the side to see a pair of bright, light blue eyes.

After a few seconds of quiet eye contact, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he said gently:

What are you thinking about?

"Guess." Fors blinked.

"..." Lorry paused for a moment, then said irritably, "I'm not guessing."

Fors chuckled, her eyes crinkling into crescents, and slowly leaned forward to whisper in his ear:

Thinking of you...

The hot, sweet- Citrus Scent breath and the slightly hoarse whisper seemed to be constantly stimulating a nerve in Lorry's body. He hesitated for half a second, then abruptly turned his head, only to be met with the woman's enthusiastic response.

at the same time.

Exhausted, Hugh stepped Hired Carriage and led the equally weary Albert to the front door, where he placed the food he had bought along the way on the ground.

Looking around and seeing no one, Albert couldn't help but ask:

"You always say it'll be ready soon, but the requests never stop. Is there a single word of truth in your mouth? Can you honestly tell me how many more contribution points you need to exchange for the ' Interrogator ' Formula?"

"Wow, it's almost there!" She took the key out of her pocket, inserted it into the lock, and added with a chuckle as she turned the handle:

"If you're willing to help, you can definitely get it within a month."