The stadium went in an uproar and everyone lost their money.
On the other side Anon whose bet was for 1 gold won a full house of 95 golds.
This was the total economy of a 5th grade noble and a very big amount for a 3rd grade noble.
June walked out of the arena in a frenzy and a man with long beard slapped him as soon as he entered the Entrance hall.
*Slap*
“What the fuck have you done, you bastard?” He said as he lighted a cigar and slapped him again and again.
“Speak something *slap* you ungrateful fuck *slap* i though we had a fucking*slap* deal.”
June didn’t responded to any of his talk or slaps.
[Hypnosis time over]
“Huh…?” Suddenly June snapped out of his frenzy and looked at the old man who was slapping him.
“M-Mr. Peter *slap*”
“Oh…now you come to your senses huh…? Tell me what you did on the stage you fucking insect.”
This guy right here is the gambler king Peter Jack. Every year he takes in a promising candidate to fight for him and he nurtures him with some money, in return he wants the candidate to win every 5 match, 4 matches went all right but 5th match came out as a very big loss for Peter.
“Mr.Peter why-why are you hitting me ?”
“Why did you declare your defeat before fighting?”
“What are you talking about ? I have yet to fight my last battle and why am I here I should be in arena.” Suddenly a very confusing look appeared on June’s face.
Peter suddenly noticed something strange in June’s behaviour and immediately spoke.
“You are off the deal.” And left the room.
As Peter was walking towards the reception a man with mysterious looks crossed him and passed him a small piece of paper.
“Customers are not happy about this…” The mysterious man spoke.
“Tell them they will be compensated for the loss.”
The mysterious man left immediately.
“Let’s see…”
[No.666 vs. No.354]
[No.666 vs. No.675]
[No.666 vs. No.098]
[No.666 vs. No.578]
Hmm…No.675 is the only one.
It’s time i meet him.
In Anon’s room…
“No, that’s absurd.” Kia said as she looked at Anon while grabbing her head.
“What..? That was a fair and square win.” Ank. Said.
“Yeah, tell that to the guys who lost ton shits of money due to your win.”
“Hey it’s gambling, a two edged sword. You win You lose.”
“No, You don’t understand. Once you exit this stadium there will be people who will try to kill you at any cost.”
“I can stop that from happening.” A sound resounded in the room.
Everyone looked at the door entrance and saw an old man standing there.
“Uncle Peter.” Kia said with a smile.
“Wait…Kia and gia ? What a surprise. Hahaha.” Peter said with a laugh.
“Who is he ?” Anon asked kia.
“Gambler king…Peter Jack. He supported both of us during this competition back then.”
“What do you want uncle ?” Gia asked.
“Nothing from you, i want to talk to your brother alone.”
“Don’t accept any stupid terms and make a profitable deal.” Kia whispered in Anon’s ear.
Kia and gia left the room.
“Hello No.666 or should I say Anon…?”
Someone came with his homework done.
“Cut the crap and talk about the deal.” Anon said with a straight face.
“Oh my a smart child after many years. Your elder sister was like that too. So the deal is simple i will give these new magical potions to you that just came out and you will win 3 matches for me only three ain’t that a marvelous deal..?”
Why do people keep giving me the shit i made…? It’s the same potion i made and he thinks he is showing me something mystical. Bro i drink it like milk day and night. I’ve drinked it so much that the effects won’t even work on my body anymore.
“That’s one shit deal you’ve got there.” Anon replied. ．
“I know righ- wait what ?” Peter was expecting a positive answer but instead he got a deal-breaker.
“I will give you a better deal. I will win all 5 matches and you will give me gold coins for every match.”
Whaat ? This kid is too over confident but what if he really won all 5 matches ? Should I accept the deal i ? I should ask for gold amount he is asking per match…how much can it be 1 or 2.
“How many gold coins you want per win…?”
“50 golds.”
Whaaaaaaaaaaat ?
“Hey kid are you insane ?”
“If you don’t want the deal get out.”
“Wait how about 10 golds.”
“51 gold.”
“No no no 50 gold done.”
“Deal.”
“But remember kid if you failed to win even a single match i will remove skin from your bones and turn your sister’s into slaves to recover the money.”
“It won’t come to that.” Anon said with a chill expression.
“Good. Here keep these potions as a gift from me.” Peter said as he give anon around 10 potions of body strengthening.
“No-”
“Just keep it.”
Peter left after saying that.
Peter didn’t Selected Anon due to his first win against June but because he has a very unique skill called [Gambler’s Eye].
[Gambler’s Eye]
[This eye belongs to a legendary gambler who soared through the heavens but gambling never leads to a good end. In the end he Died from his Opponent’s hands and got his eyes seprated from his body. This eye can show you the Odds of any situation wether it will happen or not.]
