Chapter 98 – Casino – 3
“Would you like to do something too? Would you like some chips?”
Alice’s ears pricked slightly.
She thought she had earned quite a bit of chips for her master, but when she saw the pile of black chips next to Florian, she felt infinitely shabby.
Anyway, even with this much superiority, there were a row of guys with high doses of medicine sitting in front of Florian.
I don’t think about the odds of winning or losing. He looked like he could become a Buddha if he won just once.
Gambling is so dangerous. In fact, it makes a person helpless.
With a thump, the next turn sits in front of Florian. Its body is huge, and the atmosphere changes just by sitting on it.
And in the meantime, Alice quietly sat next to Florian.
Florian asks.
“Wow, he is big. What is your name.”
The man points to the billboard instead of his name.
The floating face changes at regular intervals and repeats itself.
As Elise’s face brushed between them, she passed his face a few times as well.
Clark.
Seeing the name, Florian nodded her head.
“Clark. It’s a name you know. Gambling king. The guy who rotted in a casino his whole life.”
“Why do you use the word ‘lifetime’ when I am still very young? Be cheeky. Little boy.”
“You’re not going to get out of here as long as you’re still breathing, right?”
Florian smiled and looked at the guys right next to Clark. When I said I was used to it, they were all guys who lost all their chips in the game with him.
“Why, do you want to take revenge as a representative?”
“Okay.”
“Did you bring a lot of chips? As you can see, I have a lot of chips right now. I don’t want to do it unless it’s a big game.”
Clark quietly pointed his index finger at the billboard.
[ 100 Black Chips. ]
“Awesome. How many people have you killed?”
“You didn’t kill much today. Eight people?”
“Why didn’t I just kill you?”
“Let’s play some games first.”
There was no expression on Clark’s face as he crossed his arms. Truly the king of gambling. What kind of poker face is this?
“Should we start right away?”
“Nothing bad.”
The atmosphere is bloody and the money at stake is big. Everyone was watching with their hands sweaty and even their breathing reduced, but the dealer remained unconcerned.
“Let’s start the game.”
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One for me, one for Clark. A trump card, which is just white, is dealt.
“The number in this game is seven.”
“It’s seven… You got a tricky number. Baby.”
He seemed to be smiling, but Clark was still expressionless.
It’s a game that sees the game by numbers, so why isn’t there anything written on each trump card? This is because the ‘up-down’ in blackjack casinos is conducted in a different way than the normal up-down.
A contest of strength with their own mana. It’s comfortable to think like that.
When it starts, we blow as much mana as we can on each other’s cards. The cards that calculated their strength will display a number.
When my strength and his strength boil, 5 and 5 are engraved on both sides of the card.
If I’m a bit more dominant, I’ll get a 6 for me and a 4 for Clark, and so on.
“I don’t think it will be too difficult.”
“Your hands are sweaty for saying that. Put down the card for a moment and wipe it with a handkerchief.”
“Do the fuck. If I put down the cards for a while, you’re going to win the match by pushing hard? He wasn’t a gambling king, he was a cheating king. Pitiful bunny. You have to honestly think about winning by the rules.”
Then, for the first time, Clark smiled subtly.
It doesn’t matter if it’s anger or a smile on his face. The important thing is that a crack has formed in that poker face.
He put on his expressionless face again and murmured.
“Even if you are considerate, you get angry in reverse. You should know that that is proof that you are nervous.”
I quietly put my strength into the card.
“Shut your mouth and put your strength into it. What are you talking about so much?”
Clark sighed expressionlessly and began to inject mana into the card.
Gradually, gradually, gradually, increasing the intensity.
He suddenly grinned and raised the intensity with all his might. I was expecting it to come out like this, so I also increased the amount of mana I entered before it was too late.
The number that comes to mind on the cards is 5 to 5.
Certainly, the power of mana was commendable.
However, this guy is a guy who spends all day in a gambling house. Where the hell did he train? In the meantime, my worries were only like that.
“Now is it my turn?”
“Order?”
“Okay, turn.”
By the time he sent me a look as if there was a turn in this strength contest, I started pushing mana as hard as I could.
“What… !”
Clark grabbed the card with both hands, as if it was difficult to hold on with one hand. It was the first polite attitude he showed after meeting me.
Dismissed!
The moment Clark was about to miss the card as a spark of some sort ignited. He hastily kicked the table.
Bang, the table rushes at me with terrifying momentum.
This is a situation I have seen many times. Do the Dormouse and the Hatter get along?
‘He’s dead.’
And now Clark will be too. I showed the dealer my card with a 10 on it and kicked it back across the table.
Fuck! The clock and the table collided with a sound.
Get on top of it and hit it in the face, hit it, hit it, hit it… It looked like he was going to pass out, so he stopped punching him and started talking.
Because there was something I wanted to say.
“Don’t write foul play, okay, I didn’t know.”
“Turn it off… “
He put the trivi to his temple and shot him. Shortly thereafter, Clark’s torso, without a head, was scattered on the floor.
Clark’s face on the screen has changed to Florian’s, but he doesn’t mind at all. I was thinking of instructing the dealer to take the chips.
“Those who want to mourn this guy mourn, and those who are interested in chips get chips. I’ll just sprinkle this guy chips. The one who picks it up is the owner.”
Then, Clark’s subordinates rush in like a pack of dogs and dig through the corpse. Regardless of having his organs crushed or getting blood on his hands, he managed to grab the chip.
When I saw that, I clicked my tongue.
“I should have lived honestly like that.”
Alice jumped beside her and crossed her arms.
“And! The owner was so cool!”
Meanwhile, Felitte feels a loud vibration coming from his necklace. This is an emergency call. He immediately blew mana into his necklace.
– Pellets.
“Huh.”
-Come to the casino headquarters right away. Because it’s an urgent matter.
Florian stretches her and Elise addresses her with a twinkle in her eyes. I looked at the two of them for a while.
“Okay.”
The pellet quickly disappeared backwards.
No, he was about to disappear. He didn’t disappear
Something grabs the collar at the nape of her neck. Looking back at her, it was Elise.
“I can’t afford to take a fight right now.”
But I don’t think I’m going to quarrel. Elise was still talking to Florian.
“Master, I was in danger, but he helped me. Shall we eat together?”
“It doesn’t matter. But I’m not very hungry. You guys eat a lot.”
“What shall we do after eating?”
“Actually, there are real gambling kings in this casino. Let’s take them money.”
“Oh really? Who is that?”
“Blackjack executives pretending to be guests.”
When did you say you didn’t help, now? Alice is also an unpredictable guy.
I have to go back to blackjack. She was grateful for that. After saying that, Pelette tried to disappear.
“I’ll be going somewhere soon.”
Eventually, she just says that and leaves.
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“You’re coming now. Are you sane or not?”
The owner of this machine sound that is annoying enough to give you a headache is the general manager of the casino. Voice.
There’s a reason they call her just her ‘voice’. Because in reality she only exists as a voice.
The reality is there, of course, but it has never been revealed.
“The situation is very urgent right now. Do you know what the situation is?”
In fact, she knew the situation better than anyone else, but she was nervous because it was the first time she’d ever lied to a voice.
“I don’t know. I’m busy these days.”
And yet, she lied.
The tip of the tightly closed mouth rises with a very slight twitching. I thought about what to do if I got caught.
“El Balom. Now El Balom is turning the whole casino upside down.”
“El Balom?”
“Yes, El Balom. If you do this, you will lose all your customers and lose all your money.”
“Yes.”
“If you don’t want to lose money, you have no choice but to open a life-and-death gamble. The entrance has already been sealed. I’ll make a board so you have no choice but to participate, so you, Pelit, do the rest.”
The intention of the voice itself was guessed.
If we send out the El Balom executives like this, the blow will be huge, so we’re planning to proceed with a life-or-death gamble in the form of a one-on-one confrontation.
And in that life-or-death gamble, he must be planning to kill him by any means.
“What are you doing? Instructions end with this. Go ahead.”
However, the pellets do not fall off their feet. A thought came to his mind and he opened his mouth.
“Hey, I’m thinking of quitting my casino job soon.”
“What? Is this bastard crazy?”
From that, the tone of the voice continues with fury.
“Do you know how much you owe this casino? It’s worth 1,000 black chips, bitch! You feed me, put me to bed, save me, and do everything, but what do you stop doing? Did you hit it?”
“That… The debt I owe.”
The debt of a thousand black chips.
When I came to my senses, the debt I had been carrying since Pelit was born.
He used to live without ever questioning the debt, but now he suddenly wonders.
“What the hell did it look like?”
“How many times do I say? Is it the amount your parents owe you?”
“Do you have any documents? About debt… “
“What the fuck!”
Grasp-!
An intangible hand, invisible in the air, slapped Pelet’s cheek. She spun several times in the air before crashing into a wall.
“It suddenly disappeared, and as soon as it arrived, it was making crazy noises. Tell me if you’re going to die and pay the debt. ‘Cause I’ll kill you right now I’ll report to the top. You were just an asshole, a defective product.”
Pelit, who was slamming into her wall, just opened her mouth with a slightly dazed face.
“Excuse me. How many years have I been working here?”
“Think of your age.”
“Twenty-four… I worked for twenty-four years.”
24 years. I’ve been working here for a very short time…
“Hey, it’s a voice.”
“Why!”
“What do you think of me?”
“An idiot who can’t even get things right. Are you okay? If you don’t want to die, do your job quickly.”
El Balom, which was founded less than a year ago, and Blackjack, which I have been involved with for 24 years.
The two organizations treated pellets very differently.
It’s bittersweet.
And, it’s fishy.
“I’ll go.”
Felit brushed the dust off his body. And he quietly exits the headquarters.
It was different from usual, so I didn’t notice the voice.
That he didn’t say that Pelit was coming back.
