Demon Hunter and His Hut

　　 A quiet and elegant coffee shop.

　　 Hmm... This seems a little different from Roger's communication method.

　　 But, maybe it’s too early?

　　 "Is the psionic school you just mentioned an extraordinary force?"

　　 Roger asked, stirring the liquid in the cup.

"how to say?"

　　 Hathaway closed her temples' hair.

　　 "It is not like the Hunter's Guild and the Voodoo Association. It should be regarded as a loosely structured academic organization."

　　 "Because most of the psychics do not have any strong combat effectiveness and are not so aggressive, most of them have a fixed scholarship in the real world."

　　 "Some pioneers and leaders got together and founded the so-called psionic school."

　　 "I hope that through studying psionics, we can observe and explain the world from another angle, so we have this organization."

　　 "You can understand it as a university dedicated to psychics in an extraordinary world."

　　 "Although my mother has always opposed my contact with the extraordinary world, this is my own destiny and I cannot escape it."

　　 "The organizer of this exchange meeting is a powerful dreamer, she is best at reflecting reality through dreams and fortunetelling the future."

　　 Hathaway sighed.

　　 "Divination has always been the core of the psionic school research, but this ability is too dependent on talent. Ordinary psychics, without super-high psychic sensing, it is difficult to achieve too high achievements."

　　 "My talent is not bad, but I missed the best period of psionic growth, and there is no teacher guidance, so the improvement in this area has not been too great."

　　 Roger's heart moved when he heard this.

　　 "Remember the Gwent card I mentioned to you last time?"

　　 "That strange divination?"

　　 "That's it."

　　 Roger smiled.

　　 "Would you like to try it?"

"you?"

　　 Hathaway looked at Roger suspiciously.

　　 "You are a demon hunter, but now you want to fortune telling to a psychic?"

　　 She couldn't help being a little funny, obviously she didn't want to believe it.

　　 "Why not try it?"

　　 Seeing Roger's eyes, Hathaway couldn't help being aroused to be competitive.

　　 "Huh, I don't have any real skills to win the favor of a lady, but it won't work."

　　 "If you have real skills, you will know in a moment."

　　 Roger smiled frankly, he was still very confident in the Gwent card provided by the Hunter's Lodge.

　　 But who knows, after hearing what he said, Hathaway on the opposite side was taken aback first, and then her cheeks blushed slightly under the light, she didn't know what she thought of.

　　 "Papa Papa!"

　　 Roger pushed the coffee cup aside on the table and placed 4 stacks of cards in front of him.

　　 Hathaway didn't care very much at first, but she could sense the lingering psychic breath on the cards and she couldn't help but glance at Roger in surprise.

　　 When psychics in this world are performing divination, they rely more on instinct, which makes the results of divination by different people extremely different.

　　 Regular summaries often require a lot of complicated and precise attempts. In the process of passing on psychics, it is difficult to pass on the experience completely with the things obtained by relying on talents.

　　 Things that are too subjective are too different, and sometimes for others, it is even completely wrong.

　　 It is precisely because of these reasons that the world's divination has stagnated and there is no uniform standard.

　　 "Follow your instincts and choose a deck of cards."

　　 Roger made an inviting gesture.

　　 "It really looks like that."

　　 Hathaway chuckled, then closed her eyes, and selected one of the cards in response to her intimidation.

　　 "Squirrel Party?"

　　 Turning over the entire deck of cards and looking at the name marked on it, Hathaway asked with some doubts.

　　 "Symbolizes resistance and freedom, but it matches your own temperament."

　　 Roger explained casually.

　　 "Whatever you say."

　　 Hathaway apparently took all of this as Roger playing mystery.

　　 She looked at the cards in her hand curiously. The whole deck of cards was definitely not printed with modern technology. The specific production method was completely invisible, and every card was full of psychic breath.

　　The patterns are complex and simple. There is a string of numbers in the upper left corner. The main information provided by each card is unified, but the details are changed due to the fluctuation of the surrounding psychic energy.

　　 "Where did you get this deck of cards?"

　　 Hathaway began to find it interesting.

　　 "What should I do next?"

　　 "It's me next."

　　 Roger rubbed his hands and concentrated his attention, choosing one of the remaining three decks of cards and turning over the cards.

　　 "Nifgard."

　　 "What does this mean?"

　　 Faced with Hathaway’s question, Roger did not answer, he smiled awkwardly, and put away the other two decks of cards on the table.

　　 "Nilfgaard is a powerful empire, symbolizing aggression and conquest."

　　Roger naturally dare not tell Hathaway about the symbolic meaning.

　　 "Am I already so obvious about the girl's attempt in front of me?"

　　 Roger looked at himself, and after a second he had to admit that the set of Gwent cards made by the Hunter's Lodge was really interesting.

　　 "Now I will explain to you how to play Gwent cards..."

　　 "Ah, no, it's the principle of divination."

　　 "Each of us has a set of cards in his hand."

　　 Roger asked for a piece of paper from the waiter in the cafe, "Write down what you want to divination, and I don’t need to say more about the principles of the problem."

　　 Hathaway couldn't help but stand tall.

　　 "I'm a serious psychic."

　　 "Haha."

　　 Roger did not read what Hathaway had written, but folded the written paper aside.

　　 "There are 22 unit cards in a deck, 10 special cards, in addition to weather cards."

　　 Roger simply drew three horizontal lines on the table.

　　 "The three horizontal lines correspond to unit cards, special cards and weather cards, respectively."

　　 "The points on the card represent the size. Please read the above description carefully, especially for special cards."

　　 Under Roger's explanation, Hathaway looked at her carefully, but the expression on her face became more and more strange.

　　 "Roger, tell me the truth, this should be a game, right?"

　　 The girl's eyes were somewhat angry.

　　 "How is the game ~www.NovelMTL.com~ possible?"

　　 "This is real divination!"

　　 "Although... he looks a bit like a game."

　　 Seeing that the expression on Hathaway's face was getting more and more wrong, Roger could only explain a few words.

　　 "Please believe me, the previous divination techniques were too dependent on the power of psychics, which caused the results of divination to fluctuate too much."

　　 "Only three cards can show the general progress and result of an event, which is very difficult from any point of view."

　　 Roger pointed to the card in his hand.

　　 "But the Gwent card is different. What we deduced is a process. Each set of cards has its own rules and has a certain tendency."

　　 "Especially the special cards in it will have different interpretation directions under different circumstances. Two wins in three rounds, and the card information left on the table in the last round is the key to our interpretation of the fortune-telling problem."

　　 Roger shrugged.

　　 "Think about whether you are more willing to believe in three cards, or in the whole big cycle system and derivation process."

　　 "Abandon the interference of the manipulator and give everything to the instinctive fluctuations of spirituality. Shouldn't this be the core of divination?"

　　Https://

　　 Genius only remembers the address of this site in one second:. Mobile version reading URL: