The tent is full of magical colors.

Noah was wearing a nearly transparent golden veil, covering her head and face, revealing only a pair of bright dark eyes and a small and perky nose bridge, kneeling straight in the middle of the tent.

A middle-aged lady with a black gauze covering her face was kneeling opposite her. Lorraine couldn't see her appearance clearly, and she didn't need to see her appearance clearly.

Among them was a low ebony table, which was very large and golden.

Twenty-two candles are placed at strange and irregular distances on the four corners, two bright and glittering hollow short swords are arranged horizontally on the short sides. On the four corners are four conch-shaped crystal cups filled with water. When near Noah, a small ball stand is used to set up a dark purple crystal ball of fate.

There are purple tents and purple crystal balls. No other colors are seen in the tent. Only bright yellow candlelight converges on the crystal ball through various refractions. After the hair is stained, strange colors, thick or light, are cast into the tent, becoming a transition between purple and orange.

Lorraine respectfully handed the box to the wife's hand and placed it on the ground. She took the opportunity to exchange a look with Noah, and then quietly retreated to the shadow of the tent, silently like a shadow.

Noya smiled slightly on her face.

"Madam, please open the box, take out the Great Arcana inside, and take you to God's prayer and clean the silver medal on the table."

The lady acted as she said, and took out a pair of turquoise tarot cards made of silver alloy and painted with ore pigments from the box. There were twenty-two pieces in total, which was what Noah called the Great Arcana.

She began to shuffle the cards, devoutly breaking them apart, then gathering them flat on the center of the table.

Noya stretched out her hand and gently stroked the card over the card. Although she had not touched the card, the closed card spread out like a feather fan.

This magical scene almost made the lady kneel down.

Her breath became heavy and she was about to ask questions, and Noah suddenly said, "Madam, meditate. I am just the mouth of God, and all glory belongs to my Lord."

The lady calmed down immediately.

She looked at Noah gratefully and asked softly, "Prince, do I need to express my questions?"

"You just need to tell the Lord. He will tell me the answer, and it is on the card you raised."

The lady became even more pious and trembling, and selected three cards from it, and placed them flat on the table.

Noah swept them with the yarn of her sleeves, and the three cards were flipped up in sequence in front of her ladyship, the priestess, the queen, and the tower were all reversed.

Generally speaking, inverse means error or negation, and the lady's face changes.

But Noya's voice is as soft as ever, which can calm people's mood.

She said: "It seems you are in trouble, madam. Now please have hope and tell the Lord what you think and expect, and draw three more pictures."

The lady took a deep breath, and her outstretched hand trembled even harder.

She picked out three more pictures, neatly listed under the original three pictures. Noah still used her sleeves to lift them up as usual, with her movements gentle and full of mystical qualities, unpredictable and unpredictable.

The hermit and lover in the right position, and the Pope in the reverse position.

She smiled slightly, and with her bare hands, she took back the remaining cards, and still sorted them out without touching any cards.

The lady knew that the divination was over, and her breathing became heavy again.

Noya looked at her quietly, her hands formed a hug, and began to caress the crystal ball of fate with a strange rhythm.

The dark purple crystal balls flashed and dark in her hands, stained with psychedelic colors. The candles were extinguished one by one, and in a short while only six were left. Roman numerals were written on the candlesticks, which were exactly the serial numbers of the six cards.

Noya sighed tiredly and said in a floating and ethereal voice: "I know your questions and expectations, madam."

The lady was completely impressed, and in front of Noah, she lowered her noble head deeply: "Please guide me, priest."

"Your love is facing challenges, it is changing, and your rationality does not agree with this change, but there is a solution in your heart."

"I want a child, but God took my rights away."

"Don't be anxious, madam, the Lord will close the door and open the window." Noah's voice became more and more floating, and farther away. "You need to reflect and ask your thoughts deep down, even if it is contrary to tradition and your upbringing since childhood. The formation of a new relationship takes time, but it will also bring hope to your life."

"What should I do, priest?"

"You will have a healthy and intelligent child who was born in your blood, but now drifting along the river of blood to a branch. He is your child, don't let him slip away from his hands and catch him."

"Go and catch him?"

The candlelight suddenly went out!

The remaining candlelight suddenly went out at the same time, and the dark tent suddenly turned black. Lorraine opened the two thick enclosures inside and outside at the first time, and the skylight shone in, leaving everything exposed to the light.

The cards on the table disappeared, whether it was drawn by the wife or not.

They stacked up again and took back the mahogany box, with the mouth wide open and neatly arranged.

Noya lay weakly on the table, gasping violently on her chest, and a strange rosy face.

She still had a compassionate smile on her face, and slowly, she said to her wife word by word: "Madam, I hope you can find the right path and gain a happy life."

...

Everything is on track.

On the third day of divination, the beautiful Miss Carmen Xavier was sent by her wife to take her out of the country farm, and in the name of taking care of the weak lady, she blatantly moved into the Viscount's manor.

But I don’t know whether it was Carmen Xavier who occupied the magpie’s nest or his wife who got her child through her belly and made a wish.

Lorraine attended a cocktail party at the upper level of Belmeo with the recommendation of Viscount, and at the meeting, he had a great chat with six gentlemen from the Management Committee.

The next day, he re-applied to the Management Committee for permanent resident application and qualified with seven votes.

Two more days later, on Mr. Frey's tacky exchange, his glass products were sold at an average price of 5.5 pounds per box, and then reselled to buy a truly high-quality American tobacco for 1.2 pounds per kilogram.

The trade line in his mind, Northwest Europe and Northwest triangle, has finally been dredged.

From then on, the Yatis Beauty will rush on the rich offshore route of Belmeo-Elgin Stavanger, making huge profits for Lorraine and the future chamber of commerce.

The new world's shortages, Scottish spirits and Nordic luxury goods will become his capital to set sail in this era and earn his first pot of gold.

On a breeze and beautiful morning, the Yatis Beauty slowly sailed away from the peaceful harbor of Belmeo, turned around in the vast Bay of Biscay, set sail, and pointed his bow straight to the distant British Isle.

Lorraine, Noah and Bai'er stood side by side on the deck of the stern cabin, watching the Roma on the dock waving farewell gradually disappear from the far end of the horizon.

Lorraine rubbed Noya's black hair hard: "You told them not to leave Spain, right?"

Noya wrinkled her beautiful nose: "The Roma people like to wander, but they don't like to go to strange places to roam. We are a group of people who love freedom, not a group of people who have lived enough."

"You also left all the rewards for divination to them, right?"

"It takes money to wander! Without money, they can only steal, be hated by the locals, and wander to strange places."

"But they wanted to kill you, didn't they?"

"But it was finally settled." Noya rubbed the round chin of white ears, and her big eyes smiled into crescent moons. "My cousins ​​gave up the crystal ball of fate and returned my dance skirt, organ and silver tarot. They prayed to fate together, hoping that I would always be with me in the future wanderings. This is all thanks to the captain!"

"The little girl who is prone to forget her hatred." Lorraine looked at her with laughter and cry, "I guess your silver tower is mixed with iron, and the divination gold yarn is embroidered with magnets, right?"

"This is... a secret."

Lorraine continued without comment, "However, I can't understand how you guarantee that your wife will draw those six cards, and that you will set the right and wrong according to your requirements. I thought you used the method of changing cards to hide the cards in the golden yarn, but when I carried you out that day, I found that your yarn was so thin that it could not be covered by anything, and even my body could not be covered by it."

Noah's face turned red in an instant, he hesitated and whispered: "Divining is the revelation of fate. Don't try to pursue its skills, because it is neither the past nor the future."

"I suddenly felt that you might be a real witch."

"Witch and Black Cat, tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk..." Lorraine was amused by her thoughts, waved her hand, turned around and said goodbye, "White ears, have dinner. Next, we will form a chamber of commerce!"

【Volume 1, I want to smell the smell of the sea... end】
Chapter completed!