Reborn As a Pirate

　　 The tent is full of magical colors.

　　 Noya was draped in almost transparent golden gauze, covering her head and face, only revealing a pair of bright dark eyes and a small and straight nose. She knelt right in the middle of the tent.

　　 There was a middle-aged lady with black gauze on her knees opposite her. Lorraine couldn't see her appearance, nor did she need to see her appearance.

　　 Between them is a low table made of ebony wood. The table is large and has a golden ratio.

Twenty-two candlelights are placed on the four corners with peculiar and irregular distances. The short sides are horizontally framed with two bright hollow daggers. On the four corners are four conch-shaped crystal cups filled with water. Noya uses a small ball stand to set up a deep purple crystal ball of destiny.

Purple tent, purple crystal ball, there are no other colors in the tent, only the bright yellow candlelight converges in the crystal ball through various refractions, and after the hair is smudged, it casts dark or light strangeness in the tent. The stain becomes a transition between purple and orange.

　　 Lorraine respectfully handed the box to his wife and placed it on the ground. He took the opportunity to exchange a look with Noya, and then silently retreated to the shadow of the tent, silently like a shadow.

　　 There was a small smile on Noya's face.

　　 "Madam, please open the box, take out the big Arcana inside, take your plea to God, and wash the silver medal on the table."

Mrs. 　　 did what she said, and took out a set of luxurious tarot cards made of silver alloy and colored with mineral pigments from the box. There were 22 cards in total, which was what Noah called the Grand Arcana.

　　 She began to shuffle the cards, shattered all the cards religiously, and gathered them up flat in the center of the table.

　　 Noya stretched out his hand and gently stroked the top of the card, obviously not touching the surface of the card, but the folded card spread out like a feather fan.

　　 This magical scene made the lady almost kneel down.

　　 Her breathing became heavy and she was about to ask questions. Noah suddenly said, "Madam, meditate. I'm just the tongue of God, and all glory belongs to me."

Madam 　　 calmed down.

　　 She looked at Noya gratefully and asked softly: "Priest, do I need to speak out the question in my heart?"

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

Mrs. 　　 became more religious, and tremblingly, she picked three cards from them and placed them flat on the table.

　　 Noya swept over them with the yarn of the sleeves, and the three cards were turned up in order in front of the lady. The priestess, the queen, and the tower were all reversed.

　　 Generally speaking, inverse position means wrong or negation, and the lady's face has changed.

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

　　 She said: "It seems that you are in trouble, madam. Now please have hope in your heart, tell the Lord your thoughts and expectations, and draw three more."

Mrs. 　　 took a deep breath, and her outstretched hand trembled more and more.

　　 She picked out three more, neatly lined up below the original three, Noya still opened with her sleeves as always, gentle movements, full of occult characteristics, elusive, unpredictable.

　　 The hermit and lover in the right position, and the pope in the rebellious position.

　　 She smiled slightly, and took the remaining cards back to the pile with her bare hand, still hanging in the air, still not touching any cards.

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

　　 Noya looked at her quietly, hugged her hands, and began to stroke the fate crystal ball with a peculiar rhythm.

The dark purple crystal ball flickered in her hand, tinged with psychedelic colors. The candles were extinguished one by one, and after a while, only six were left. The candlesticks were marked with Roman numerals and written [Ⅱ] ] [Ⅲ] [Ⅴ] [Ⅵ] [Ⅸ] and [ⅴ], exactly the serial numbers of six cards.

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

Madam 　　 was completely convinced. In front of Noya, she lowered her noble head deeply: "Please guide me, priest."

　　 "Your love is facing challenges, it is changing, your reason does not approve of this change, but there is no way to solve it in your heart."

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

"Don't panic, madam, the Lord will close the door and open the window." Noah's voice drifted further and further, further and further away, "You need to reflect and ask what is deep in your heart, even if it is contrary to tradition. , Is contrary to your upbringing since childhood. A new relationship takes time to form, but it will also bring hope to your life."

　　 "What should I do, priest?"

"You will have a healthy and intelligent child. She was conceived in your bloodline, but now she drifts along the river of bloodline to a branch. He is your child. Don't let him slip away and grab it. Live him."

　　 "Go and catch him?"

　　 The candlelight went out!

　　 The remaining candlelight suddenly went out at the same time, and the dim tent instantly became pitch black. Lorraine immediately opened the two thick enclosures inside and outside, and the sky light came in, exposing everything to the light.

　　 The cards on the table disappeared, whether they were drawn by the lady or not.

　　 They stacked up again, retracted the mahogany box, the box opened wide and neatly.

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

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

　　……

　　 Everything is on track.

　　 The beautiful Miss Carmen Xavier was taken out of the country farm by her wife on the third day of the divination, and she blatantly moved into the Viscount’s manor in the name of taking care of the frail lady.

　　 I just don’t know if the three of them were in the same house, whether it was Carmen Xavier who occupied the magpie’s nest in the end, or whether the wife took advantage of her belly and tasted her wish.

　　 Lorraine participated in a reception for the upper class of Bermeo under the recommendation of the Viscount, and had a good chat with the six gentlemen of the management committee at the meeting.

　　 The next day, he re-applied to the management committee for permanent residence, and obtained the qualification by seven votes.

　　 Two more days, still in Mr. Frey’s tacky exchange, his glassware was sold at an average price of 5.5 pounds per box, and he changed hands and bought a batch of truly fine American tobacco at a price of 1.2 pounds per kilogram.

　　 The European Northwest Triangle Trade Line he thought was finally opened.

　　 From now on, the Attis Beauty will gallop on the oily offshore route of Bermeo-Elgin-Stavanger, earning huge profits for Lorraine and the future Chamber of Commerce.

　　The hot products of the New World, the spirits of Scotland and the luxury goods of Northern Europe will become the capital for him to set sail in this era and earn him his first pot of gold.

　　 On a breezy morning, the Attis Beauty slowly sailed away from Bermeo’s peaceful harbour, turned around in the vast Biscay Bay, set sail, and pointed its bow straight to the distant British island.

　　 Lorraine, Noya, and White Ear stood side by side on the deck of the stern cabin, watching the Roma waving goodbye on the dock gradually disappearing to the far end of the horizon.

　　 Lorraine rubbed Noya's black hair fiercely: "You told them not to leave Spain, did you?"

　　 Noya wrinkled her beautiful nose: "Roma like to wander~www.wuxiamtl.com~ but don't like to wander in strange places. We are a group of people who love freedom, not a group of people who live enough."

　　 "You left them all the rewards for divination, didn't you?"

　　 "Wandering needs money! Without money, they can only steal, hate by the locals, and wander to strange places."

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

"But in the end it was reconciled." Noah rubbed the round chin of her white ears, her big eyes turned into crescents with a smile, "The cousins ​​gave up the crystal ball of destiny and returned my dance skirt, organ and silver tarot. They prayed to fate together, hoping that I could be with me for good luck in the future wanderings. This is all the captain’s credit!"

　　 "Little girl who is easy to forget hatred." Lorraine looked at her dumbfoundedly, "I guess your silver pagoda is mixed with iron, and the gold gauze for divination is embroidered with magnets, isn't it?"

　　 "This is... a secret."

Lorraine was noncommittal, and continued: "However, I don’t know how you can guarantee that the lady will draw those six cards, and you still set the pros and cons in accordance with your requirements. I thought you would change the cards. The card was hidden in the gold gauze, but when I came out holding you that day, I found that your gauze was too thin to cover anything, even your body."

　　Noya's face turned red instantly, she hesitated and twisted her sleeves, and whispered: "Divination is a 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."

　　 "The witch and the black cat, tsk tsk..." Lorraine was amused by his thoughts, waved his hand, and turned to leave, "White ears, have dinner. Next, we are going to form a chamber of commerce!"

　　 [Volume One, I want to smell the smell of the sea...End]