Chapter 95
Ben was troubled. The game he is playing now, called blackjack, is extremely simple. Among the people who participated in the game, the person whose total card total came closest to 21 was the winner. Up to 20 or 21 was great, but If it exceeds 21, it is called a 'burst' and loses unconditionally. And Ben's current card sum was just 19.
Ben wondered if he should safely stop here and wait for the result, or should he take another card and try to match it to 21 as best he could. If he was dealt a card with a large number, it was certain that he would lose by busting over 21. It was a risky choice, with more to lose than to gain.
But gamblers were usually great men far from safety. If I had known how to make safe choices in the first place, I wouldn't have fallen into such a gambler's life.
“Hit.”
Ben finally decided to draw another of his cards his.As he slammed the table with his index finger,the astute dealer handed him another card.Ben flipped his teeth with his trembling hands and closed his eyes.Away.With this,the sum of cards was 25, an obvious burst.
“Thank you for your effort.”
The dealer laughed round and round and scraped off his bloody bets. As a result, all of the “Living expenses” He received recently were sucked out. Ben is furious and bangs the table with his fist! Knocked down loudly Then the other players frowned and glare at him with contempt.
Ben staggered to his feet, dodging the red bloodshot eyes. Now it was time to return to the deepest and most secret hiding place in this gutter.
This place, in the Grooty district, was a slum town not much different from his hometown where Ben was born and grew up. However, it seemed that his eyes were raised, perhaps because he had recently experienced being a coachman from an aristocratic family. Ben was sick and tired of being in this filthy, filthy gutter. So, he recently caught wind and sneaked out of the area mixed in with the workers and even received a 'warning'. Because of it, his living expenses were also cut, so he gambled less often.
'You're out of luck today, damn it.'
Ben lowered his head in annoyance and kicked the ground. I was nervous because I felt like I couldn't do anything. Just then, something passed in front of Ben's shoe.
“Grunt!”
“What! Are you a pig?”
He thought he was a dog at first Almost kicking it Ben frowned and looked down at the piglet running at his feet His at that moment His eyes suddenly widened It wasn't just a pig It was a golden pig!
Among gamblers, gold is commonly referred to as the color of luck. It was for that reason that Ben chose the game with the blonde girl as his “Game of the day.” At his feet his, a golden pig the size of a puppy Somehow, if you catch that thing, if you hold it in your arms even once…… It seemed that there would be an enormous gambling luck like never before.
Ben involuntarily wiped the sweat from his hands on his pants and bent down towards the pig. He intended to catch it at once, as if he were fishing for trout with his bare hands.
“Kwying!!”
Surprised by Ben's mishandling his, the pig hurriedly ran away. The body movements of running between people's feet were as nimble as that of a squirrel. Ben became impatient and quickly followed the pig. But he didn't care.
Ben, who had finally cornered the pig, approached, panting. A rather greedy smile appeared on his parted lips. At that moment, a pair of white hands appeared out of nowhere and blocked him. And, as if to say hello, I picked up the pig in a nasty way.
“Oh, excuse me. It seems my pet has caused a nuisance.”
The red lips of an unknown man scoffed at Ben for missing the pig right in front of his eyes.
Ben was embarrassed by the unexpected situation.It was because he was caught chasing after his owner's pet his.But gamblers were usually cheaters who were good at lying.Most of them even possessed the spirit of shameless begging.Very richly, and decided to get some 'comfort' from him.
'So you should have taken good care of your pet. Why do you unleash them in front of people and make them seduce you?'
Ben, who had the audacity to blame the man for his own greeded his, frowned at him.And he rubbed one of his calves as if he was in pain.
“Oops! That pig has bitten off my leg!! I have to go to work tomorrow too, but my legs won't be like this.”
Coincidentally, the day before yesterday, I got kicked in the calf while fighting with another guy at a gambling house. I was in a bad mood at the time, but looking at it now, I was rather lucky. Ben, who lied without spitting in his mouth, rolled up the hem of his trousers, revealing a subtle bruise. Then, as I raised my head to check the man's reaction, I was started.
'Why are you so handsome?'
The man, who was quite tall, had a splendid appearance like a fairy. Her face her, which is whiter than most women, went well with her deep blue hair, showing off her neutral beauty her. In spite of that subject, her eyes her were red like rubies, giving her a strangely savage feeling.
“… That's strange. This kid doesn't bite people.”
How can a hallucination created by magic bite a person? A slightly contemptuous smile crept across Raileen's lips. Seeing this, Ben was furious and told the truth.
“No, you mean I'm lying?! Of course, the beast won't bite my master! But I'm bitten, look at this bruise on my calf!! Ok? How are you going to make up for it? !”
Raileen was silent for a moment. For some reason, his eyes were unusual, and Ben was stinging involuntarily. Have you ever touched the wrong person? In the first place, being able to walk in and out of this dangerous illegal gambling hall dressed like that was quite a tycoon in itself.
Ben was contemplating whether to withdraw his plot his even now.Rylin slowly opened her mouth to offer a new alternative.
“I am very sorry for this. It's not open yet, so I don't have the cash. What does an apology mean, but… My wife is a very brave fortune teller. She lets her see her fortune her for free How are you? Some of my clients have listened to her advice and made a fortune.”
What do you mean by looking at his point? Ben's mouth his, which he was about to refuse, was blocked at the content of 'getting rich quick'. Gamblers trusted superstition more than anyone else, but they didn't really look at divination It was to gamble at least one more game with the money to give the fortune.
Normally, he was Ben, who I would have told him not to mess with. However, the man in front of him was somewhat mysterious. Like that rich outfit, like that golden pig in your arms. Isn't it all the wealth my wife brought me? If so, maybe…… He thought it might be worth while to see her fortune in her.
The man threw the last bait to Ben, who was just in conflict.
“Have you heard the rumor? The story of a brave customer who bet his entire fortune on craps (a two-dice game) and won. Thanks to that, a casino that was fine was ruined overnight.”
Of course it was a scam. What Raileen was talking about was a common rumor that almost every casino had one.But it was also a rumor that every gambler had heard with interest at least once.A legendary gambler who appeared alone and robbed a gambling house!
Of course, Ben had heard that rumor too, and the man in front of him looked wealthy enough to prove it. Ben agonized over whether to take this bait or not. Having been fooled by the dealer, he had many doubts.
At this time, there was one question that flashed through Ben's mind.He crossed his arms and argued with the man in a condescending manner.
“Why is such a great fortune teller in this illegal gambling hall? He could have worked at a much better casino! Are you cheating on me? Ok?!”
Ryan's eyes moved slightly.It seemed that there was still a ray of reason left in his head, which had been rotten and damaged by gambling.However, he had one secret means to overcome all difficulties.It was nothing but magic.
“My wife is a woman who can see the future. Today, she said, she was destined to meet her distinguished guest her here. She hadn't played her own her yet, but she was said to be the kind of big hand that would soon rule her gambling world her. Maybe the guest…….”
Raileen narrowed her eyes and scanned Ben from head to toe with a half-doubt. Ben swallowed his saliva, somehow nervous at the gaze of his. Rylin took her further and looked down at the golden pig she was cradling in her arms her, and she smirked into the smoke.
“She thought it was weird from the start,” She says. To think this kid bit off a customer's leg…… She's shy and timid, she's not the kind of person to be. Recognized her VIP first.”
“Kwuing!”
As if responding to Rylin's words, the golden pig in her arms she cried. Of course, it was the result of manipulation with hallucination magic. But Ben, knowing nothing, looked at the pig. At that moment, the piglet's bright eyes sparkled with dazzling gold.
'What?'
Ben frowned and looked more closely into the pig's eyes. Then, a vivid image of gold and silver treasure emerged from the inside of the pig's black and shiny eyes. As if it hinted at an enormous fortune Ben was about to get his hands on.
Ben rubbed his eyelids several times, doubting his own eyes. But no matter how many times I looked at it, the image that appeared in the pig's eyes remained the same. Brilliant treasures glistened in it, as if enticing Ben. Could not be explained in words.
“What the hell is this…?”
“What do you want? Would you like to see the divination?”
Just in time, Rylin lowered her voice to coax her. There was no way she could refuse such an enticing offer. Ben couldn't take his eyes off the pig and nodded his head as if possessed. Somehow, all of this suddenly felt like destiny.
He was fed up of working pathetically as a puppet of others and living in hiding, receiving only a small stipend for living expenses. The time had finally come for his own messed up life to come to fruition. Ben trailed after Rylin like a moth to a fire.
“Now, go inside. As a forewarning, do not lie to or tamper with fortune tellers. If you do, you may be punished.”
Raileen smiled as she personally lifted up the curtain at the entrance to the tent. Even though he was a man, he had a bright smile as if a flower would bloom. Ben stumbled into the tent as if he were blind. Scent stung his nose and paralyzed his sense of smell.
Ben rubbed the crinkly under his nose and looked around the inside of the little tent. Inside, it was as dark as a different world, but the lamp on the table was a uniquely bright golden light. Across from the table.
