Chapter 308: Chapter 307: I’ll Bet on You (1)
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"A bet... that sounds interesting," said ude with a leisurely smile after a pause.
Ghiin asked again, "So, are you in or not?"
"Of course... I can''t let a match like this pass. The blood of a gambler flows through my veins."
"But do you have anything to bet? I''m not epting the rest of your life anymore."
"I''m aware of that," ude replied.
What others didn''t know was that ude essentially had no life left to bet. Over time, he''d lost every wager he made, even small ones, and as a result, his term of servitude had extended to an astounding 278 years.
He''d even lost ten years of his life once over a drinking contest. This was simply the
cumtive result of constantly wagering on opportunities.
ude knew better than anyone that his remaining life had less value than the flour lying around the estate.
So, he decided to bet something else.
"What about the lives of the mages? Hahaha."
The mages'' contract terms remained unchanged from before. While they enjoyed gambling now and then, they''d never actually had a direct bet with Ghiin.
ude was suggesting betting the lives of the mages instead of his own.
Ghiin nodded readily.
"That''s fine. Thanks to mana, their lifespans should be long. Their years will increase even more as their circle level rises."
"Haha, that''s not all."
"There''s more?"
"Of course. Don''t forget the people leaving soon."
"Oh... Do you think you can bring them in?"
"I''ll persuade them to participate in the bet."
"Alright, those folks are decent enough. So, what do you want? Expanding the stakes this much means you''ve got something big in mind."
ude squirmed a bit and muttered, "Ah, can I even say this out loud?"
"What is it? What do you want?"
"First of all, freeing me goes without saying, right? Wipe out the entire 278 years at once."
"I can do that much. Is that all? Want to go back to your hometown as a free man?"
"No, I want an estate. I want to be a lord."
"Pfft!"
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Clearing his throat, Ghiin asked, trying to stifle hisughter, "So, you want me to give you a piece ofnd?"
ude frowned and snapped, "Not from you, my lord."
"Why not?"
"Who knows when you''ll die? Why would I takend from you?"
A battle with the Duchy was a foregone conclusion. If ude receivednd from Ghiin, he''d either have to join the war as a vassal or be killed anyway if the Duchy won, being branded as an ally of Ghiin.
Tilting his head, Ghiin asked again, "Then how do you want thend? Do you want me to take something from someone else and give it to you?"
"Just buy me a small piece ofnd in the Turian Kingdom. It doesn''t have to be big. Hahaha." "The Turian Kingdom?"
"You''re recognized as a noble of Lutania origin, certified by the Turian Kingdom. As my guardian, you could buy me a small plot ofnd, right? Ah, and make sure it''s as far from the Shadow Mountain as possible. I want to live safely."
As long as agreements with existing lords were met and the country''sws were followed, buying and selling territories was indeed possible.
ude had no intention of taking some money and simply returning to his hometown. He had already tasted the allure of power. No matter how much money one had, without power, it was meaningless.
He dreamed of bing the lord of a small estate and living grandly until the day he died.
It wasn''t a lofty ambition. Unlike Ghiin, he wasn''t a war fanatic, nor did he n to expand hisnds. He just wanted to livefortably, free of worries, and enjoy life.
Understanding his modest ambition, Ghiin nodded.
"Fine. If you win, I''ll secure a small estate in Turian for you. Not that it''ll happen."
"Hahaha, just make sure you don''t go back on your word, my lord. Let''s set the time frame to one month. You must maintainbat-ready stamina after eating only what''s newly developed for a month."
"Of course. Now go and gather those willing to join the wager."
"Understood. Please wait a bit. I''ll persuade them and bring them over quickly."
ude moved off with an excited expression. Though he had nothing of his own to bet
anymore, he nned to wager the lives of others.
Thinking about walking away from all this with a big reward while risking nothing of his own
made his steps lighter.
Watching ude''s retreating back, Ghiin chuckled softly.
"Lifelong ve mages... how could I resist this?"
It was a very tempting proposal.
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Alpoi was gambling in a corner of the estate''s construction site. Surprisingly, his opponent was Piote, a man known as the kindest person in the estate.
In truth, Piote didn''t enjoy gambling. The money he received from the estate was spent entirely on helping the struggling residents.
Though the estate provided plenty of food, so few starved, people needed more than just food
to live.
Some couldn''t afford basic necessities, and others couldn''t obtain herbs for their ailments. Piote used his own money to help such people.
However, his personal finances weren''t nearly enough to help everyone in need. So, asionally, he sought assistance from others in the estate.
Even Alpoi wasn''t exempt from his requests.
"What? You want me to donate? You''re trying to take money from the great Alpoi, the fiery
man?"
"No... I''m not taking it. I''m just asking for a little help for the struggling residents..."
"I''m the one struggling the most! I''m the one having the hardest time! I''m the heir to a magic tower, yet I''m living as an unpaid ve!"
Alpoi''s outburst echoed loudly. Still, everyone knew he''d been quietly umting wealth.
He earned small amounts of money by helping out around the estate and winning bets against
others.
But when he acted so stubbornly, there wasn''t much Piote could do. Donations had toe from a voluntary spirit, not coercion.
"Alright, I understand. I''ll find someone else to ask."
Piote turned to leave, looking downcast. But Alpoi grabbed his shoulder.
"There''s a way."
"What is it?"
"I can''t just hand over money without a reason."
Piote tilted his head in confusion. Why would someone need a reason to help struggling
people?
Alpoi continued, wearing a solemn expression, "Mages don''t give money for free. We''re rational and logical beings. So, I''ll give you an opportunity to take my money."
"How?"
"By gambling. You can win my money fair and square."
Piote shook his head immediately.
"The scriptures don''t explicitly forbid gambling, but its roots lie in greed, making it sinful."
"...You''re still so naive."
"Pardon?"
"You''re not gambling out of greed, are you? You''re trying to help people in need, aren''t you?"
"...Yes."
"Then it''s not greed; it''s a noble endeavor. It''s a challenge to help others. Isn''t ignoring a way
to help people a greater sin?"
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It sounded strange, but also convincing. After some thought, Piote clenched his small fists
and nodded.
"Alright, I''ll do it."
Helping those in need was more important than debating whether the method was right or wrong. As long as he was confident in his intentions, it would be fine.
Alpoi smirked cunningly. "Good decision. You probably don''t know much about gambling, so let''s keep it simple: odds or evens. Just guess whether the number of coins in my hand is odd
or even. Easy, right?"
"Yes," Piote agreed innocently.
However, the onlookers, including the gambling members, shook their heads.
Odds or evens was a game no one could win against Alpoi. He was undoubtedly the strongest
in the estate at this particr game.
Unaware of this, Piote started the game with a pure expression, while Alpoi''s grin grew wider. Alpoi clicked his tongue as he looked at the coins Piote had fished out.
''Ugh, look at how little money he has. The lord probably gives him plenty, but he must''ve given it all to the people in need. Tsk, tsk, if he loses it all, those pretty eyes of his will be filled with tears.'' Piote had only a small amount of money-just a few silver coins and some copper ones.
But Alpoi was a gambler of fire. He never went easy on an opponent, no matter how pitiful
they seemed.
Cautious, Piote bet only one coin at a time.
"Odd!"
"Even!"
"Odd!"
"Even!"
Piote tried hard but didn''t win even once. He had no chance-Alpoi was using magic to cheat.
''Haha, there''s no one in this estate who can break the magic I created.''
Since meeting ude and getting introduced to gambling, Alpoi had be a skilled
gambler.
To win at odds or evens, he had tirelessly researched and created a magic spell.
It was abination of teleportation magic, weight-reduction magic, and gravity magic, pieced together from existing spells, but it was undeniably a new creation.
Whenever he yed odds or evens, Alpoi secretly infused this magic into the small object he
held in his hand.
''Ever since I created this spell, I haven''t lost a single game of odds or evens. Soon, I''ll even challenge
the lord again!''
If his opponent guessed correctly, he would slightly open his hand before turning his wrist, causing a coin to instantly vanish into his sleeve. The speed was almost like teleportation. Because of this magic, Alpoi always wore long-sleeved robes, even in the summer.
Unaware of the trick, Piote continued to fall victim to Alpoi.
"Why, why can''t I get it right even once?"
He had tried choosing the same option repeatedly but still lost every time. It defiedmon
sense.
Kane, watching from the side, clicked his tongue and quietly whispered, "That bastard''s using magic to cheat. You can''t beat him."
"It''s cheating? Give me my money back!" Piote eximed.
But Alpoi raised his voice harshly. "Cheating? What nonsense is that! Got any proof? I don''t
cheat! How can a priest use someone without evidence? Huh? Is it okay for a priest to falsely use people?"
"N-no... it''s just... it doesn''t make sense..."
"What doesn''t make sense? You just suck at this! Did anyone threaten you with a knife not to
guess right?"
Alpoi''s rant left Piote speechless. He had no way of exposing Alpoi''s trickery with his own abilities.
"F-fine, I''ll stop."
He couldn''t afford to lose the little money he had left. But Alpoi sneered in disdain.
"You''re giving up that easily? What about helping the people in need? Weak resolve for someone like you. Is that what your goddess wants?"
That remark made Piote re up. He was already teased daily for looking feminine, and now
he''d lost his money and was being mocked. He couldn''t bear it.
And besides, it felt toote to back out now. With the little money he had left, he couldn''t
help anyone. He desperately wanted to win.
"Let''s do it again!"
''Haha, that''s how you get hooked on gambling.''
Alpoi grinned wickedly.
''Got myself a sucker.''
He nned to fleece Piotepletely. It wasn''t much money, but every little bit counted-
and it came with the added bonus of relieving stress.
"Odd!"
"Even!"
"Odd!"
Piote kept losing, over and over. Alpoi didn''t even bother pretending to let him win. He
cheated openly.
"Ugh... ugh..."
As he lost nearly all his remaining money, tears welled up in Piote''s eyes.
He was frustrated. He felt furious because it was clearly a scam, and he hated himself for
being too naive to catch on.
He should''ve used even that small amount of money to help others.
Now he understood why people warned against gambling. He deeply regretted his choice.
''Goddess...''
All he had left was a single silver coin. Closing his eyes tightly, Piote began to pray.
''Please, let me win.''
It wasn''t for himself. It wasn''t even to punish that cheat. He just wanted to help those in need,
even if only a little.
Seeing Piote''s pitiful figure, eyes shut tightly in prayer, Alpoi spoke impatiently.
"What are you doing? Hurry up and ce your bet." ''Goddess... please... punish that bastard—oh, I mean, forgive my harsh words.''
Piote prayed with all his heart. He couldn''t remember thest time he had prayed this
earnestly.
Regret over his actions, repentance for falling into gambling, and a pure desire to help others
all mingled in his heart, burning painfully.
Then-!
A radiant light burst forth from Piote''s body, enveloping the area. Alpoi, sensing it, smirked.
"Pray all you want. It''s useless. Want to know why?"
Alpoi began to emit mana, pushing back against the holy power.
Boom!
The collision of holy power and mana created a fierce shockwave. Alpoi raised his head
arrogantly and dered,
"I am the god of odds and evens. Even the goddess can''t beat me."
Denying the goddess''s existence and proiming himself a god in front of her priest-a
statement fit only for a dark mage-yet Piote didn''t get angry. He simply continued his
heartfelt prayers.
Those prayers, so pure and filled with unwavering faith, connected with something beyond.
"What are you waiting for? ce your-huh?"
Rumble!
Dark clouds suddenly gathered in the clear sky, plunging the area into darkness. From the top
of Piote''s head, a brilliant light shot upward as if piercing the heavens.
sh!
The dark clouds parted, revealing a gap from which dazzling light poured forth.
That light seemed to connect directly to Piote. Alpoi and the mages around him gaped in astonishment.
They had read about such phenomena in ancient texts.
"Ch-channeling?"
It was a power only a saintess chosen by the goddess could manifest. Channeling allowed one to connect with the divine will, borrow a fragment of its power, and
receive divine guidance. And the one who attempted channeling could receive a "revtion."
Unlike the fabricated rumors spread by Ghiin and Forisco, this was the real deal—an actual revtion. Saintesses could only use channeling in the most extraordinary of circumstances, and witnessing it firsthand was unheard of.
But was this an extraordinary circumstance?
Wooooosh!
Piote''s body, still in prayer, began to rise slowly into the air. Holy power surged endlessly
from him, and his pink hair gradually turned a stunning silver.
Watching this, Alpoi stammered, "Wh-why, why, wh-why is the goddess meddling in a game
of odds and evens?"
Indeed, this estate was anything but normal.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
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