Chapter 94
'What is that?'
As if reading Annette's heart Laylin gently closed one eye and opened it.Then, placing his finger on her lips, he smiled unnecessarily and bewitchingly.
“It is a magic artifact. There's nothing like it when it comes to finding people.”
After she finished speaking, Rylin closed his eyes and muttered something. Then the compass resting on his palm he gave off a faint blue light. The needle, which he had normally pointed to one side until now, seemed to suddenly turn round and round, and then headed somewhere.
“Looks like there.”
Rylin naturally held out her hand her to her.Annette stared at the hand in silence.They usually touch and fall so arbitrarily, but today it seemed like they were asking Annette's opinion of her. Whispered to persuade her.
“Catch it. It's crowded and crowded, so you might lose it.”
Annette was conflicted for a moment, but she slowly took her hand. This time, Raileen was right. Annette's field of vision for her was very narrow because he was still wearing his hood on her. Seemed like it would be difficult to find Rylin if she was lost in a place like this market.
Biting his lip, Annette looked at where the compass needle was pointing.
'He's here.'
Ben March, his coachman, her, Ivan, was here.To think he was in the same space as himself, who had been taken out of prison and had no way of knowing where he had gone.It did n't feel realistic at all.
The person who stole her future her, which was supposed to become the Crown Princess, and caused her to fall by false accusation. And the only blood relative on the mother's side who knows about Rafel's overly secret past his. Not be found even though he searched so much.
Annette took trembling steps to meet Ben March. Rylin managed to follow the compass well even in this crowded and busy place. Annette staggered on his hand. I was so nervous that my heart was pounding and my mouth was dry. , Lylene pointed somewhere in the distance and whispered to Annette.
“Perhaps it is him. Is that correct? Check it out.”
Annette looked in his direction, eyes wide open under the shadow of the hood. I saw a few men sitting at shabby blackjack tables. At first, I didn't immediately recognize which of them was Ben March. Combined with his years of regression his, Annette hadn't seen him for nearly five years.
Here, Ben March was a terribly ordinary man.His featureless face was even less noticeable when he was buried in the crowd.After concentrating for a few seconds,Annette finally found Ben March seated in the center of the table.Surprised, her Pupils briefly caused an earthquake.
'…Aren't you going bald?'
It was. It was for this reason that Annette could not easily find Ben March. There was a vast difference between having a little bit of hair attached to it and having it shine like an octopus. Annette looked at Ben's head his, which had grown too bright, and she involuntarily covered his mouth with one hand.
It seemed that there was a God in the world. To have your hair stolen from someone who did something bad. Of course, it was not enough to erase the resentment of the previous life, but it was true that I felt a little comfortable.
Having found Ben March anyway, he had to capture him. He was a man whom he had been looking for and searching for for so long in his previous life but he could not find it. Since the king was behind him, he deserved it. Annette became impatient, fearing that if she did not catch him right away, he would disappear from her sight her again. But it was Rylin who held her by her side of her as she tried to move on.
“Where are you going?”
“Are you asking because you don't know?”
Annette asked with her eyes what she was doing without holding onto it right away. Seeing her teeth her, her Lynn her smiled and dissuaded her. He quietly put his arm around her around Annette's shoulder her and pointed with his finger her somewhere. It was the dealer at the blackjack table at which Ben March was sitting. At first glance, it was an unusual person to wear an eyepatch on a grim-looking face.
“At an illegal casino like this, the safety of customers is the top priority. If you let them live, they'll come to you on their own and rob you of money endlessly. What if we tried to catch that man right here? Can you guess what the fuss will be?”
Annette, who understood Raileen's words in her furrowed her delicate eyebrows.But he did n't seem satisfied with that alone.Pointing at the casino dealer, he continued his explanation of her in a calm tone.
“As soon as we rush in, that dealer will turn off all the lights around us. Then, under the cover of darkness, he sends the customer out through a secret passage under the table, and then locks the door. Hanging around at the right time will quickly smoke. And they will try to eliminate any outside force that dares to threaten the casino.”
Annette was taken aback by the sound of Lylene's voice her right in her ear. No matter how noisy the surroundings were, I was a little embarrassed that his lips would touch the outer ear his any moment. -Conscious, and she smiled strangely.
“Anyway, if that happens. Even if we manage to capture Ben March, our position will be very, very difficult. So we need to do things quietly.
Annette, who had never been to an illegal casino like this, knew nothing. However, he was prepared to accept the advice of others who knew the place well instead of himself. Patience her, Rylin sent a look of admiration.
“Like. So what should I do now?”
Annette paid little attention to his praise her.He just wanted to catch Ben March as safely and quickly as possible.Reilly smiled at her question and lifted the curtain of the tent next to her.And she looked at Annette as if telling her to go inside.
“Here…?”
Annette entered the tent and looked around. The inside of the tent, which must have been three pyeong, was narrow and dark. The smell of myrrh filled his nostrils. Apparently, Rylin had prepared something here. Like traps for rats, for example.
The inside of the tent was decorated with red cloth, making it cozy and dreamy. The only furniture there was a table for two and two chairs. Rylin, taking advantage of a bird she wasn't looking for, snapped her fingers and lit the lamp on her table. Then, a mysterious golden light filled the narrow tent.
Annette could spot a certain crystal ball resting on the table through her brightened vision of her Seeing this, Annette's face her contorted with foreboding.
“No way, Mr. Rileen.
“Yes, that rumor is true.”
Annette, who was confirmed killed by Raileen, looked down at the crystal ball in silence. It looks like they're trying to lure Ben March to this place and catch him out of sight. To do so, he felt he would have to assume some ridiculous role.
Annette, who turned her head, looked up at Rileen as if she was serious.
“Why would I put a hood like this over your beautiful head?”
“He wants me to sell drugs.”
Annette responded immediately. He could still see the face of the prostitute, who had no doubt that he was a drug trafficker. Anyway, this shabby hoodie was all prepared by Raileen. Perhaps he was trying to make himself, an aristocrat from the core, Melt into Grooty 4 without any sense of incongruity.
But now I see that it had a different purpose. He must have been determined from the beginning to play the role of a ridiculous fortune-teller.
Haha! You are also having fun. Very good.”
Hearing Annette's relentless reply, Lailyn laughed at what was so enjoyable. She would be boring and conservative just by looking at her appearance of her, but she had quite a bit of wit. Rylin really liked her unexpected charm her. With a hint of laughter and whispered to Annette.
“Good. Shall we go then? To sell full-fledged drugs.”
Annette wanted to stop selling drugs.
“But he's been my coachman for ten years! You'll notice right away the moment you hear my voice, right?”
“I will take care of that. Don't worry.”
Raileen laughed with a sly face.At this, Annette, lost for words, silently closed her eyes and resigned herself.He became a fortune teller after being a drug dealer.Her second life her was much more difficult than expected.
Ben March looked down at the cards in his hand his with bloodshot eyes He knew how to gamble in almost any casino game, but today he chose blackjack in particular.
Usually, gamblers had some kind of “Jinx” In choosing which games to bet on that day. As for Ben March, when he looked around the casino, he tended to look for the first blonde he saw. The so-called “Game of luck.”
That's why he's playing blackjack now. However, today's jinx seemed to be out of whack. Did the bright lights mistake a brunette for a blonde? Ben frowned and added up his card total.
'Damn it, that's ambiguous!
