Falling in Love at the Academy Means Death - Falling in Love at the Academy Means Death chapter 105

At the words of the last gambler, the dealer was frightened. Gambling houses are sensitive to cheating, and cheating is not something that only players can master.

However, since that dealer came here, he had never had a fight with a player. In the case of a game in which the last gambler participated, he had never dared to do so.

she felt resentful

“Hey, maybe… Do you doubt me, boss?”

“no. I didn’t say I suspected anyone.”

“that… But why?”

“I don’t even want to reveal the grounds for my suspicions now. But I’m definitely all-in, and I’m tied against a heads-up opponent. It doesn’t sound like an unreasonable demand.”

“that… Yes, but… ”

“Tell me as a dealer. Is it unfair?”

Strictly speaking, the dealer is like a guide that helps the progress of the game. However, when an irregular situation occurs during the game, it also serves as a referee to coordinate the situation.

the last gambler asked.

“Is it unfair?”

“that… .”

It was an embarrassing situation, but the dealer tried to calmly judge. The odds of winning with all your chips in are 50%.

In such a situation, the president is betting his half chance of winning as collateral.

“… It doesn’t seem unreasonable. I will check the card hand.”

People cheered more than when they got the all-in-call. Although gambling is originally a game for grabbing each other’s money, it can’t be pleasant for a stranger to suddenly pop out and sweep away the stake.

“Look. Didn’t I keep saying it was weird from the previous version? You bastard, you cheated.”

“But I really can’t feel anything?”

“If a swindler smells like a swindler, is that a swindler? I got it because I’m the boss.”

At that moment, the last gambler may have been something like a savior who would relieve the injustice of those who lost money. And his request for confirmation was not without reason.

Suspicions born from really subtle clues.

A basis that can never be noticed with tolerable powers of observation.

Cards are naturally stained by the hands of many people. In his eyes, the deck of cards in front of John looked subtly less worn.

“Now, let’s start by checking longevity.”

Shut-shuck-shuck-shuck-

The dealer places five cards from his hand on the table. The empire’s card hand totals 100 cards, and when all these cards are spread out, it occupies a larger area than expected.

As John and the Last Gambler glared at each other, all cards were laid. The dealer took a deep breath and looked at the cards he had laid out.

“Community Chapter 2. 6 cards from a folded hand. The two players open 6 cards each. I was holding 16 cards of 5 cards… So… 100 sheets, right?”

The dealer’s last words echoed among the onlookers.

“Right?”

“Right.”

“That’s right, 100 sheets.”

“Boss, are you screwed?”

However, the last gambler hardened his suspicions by looking at the paddles lying face down on the table.

14 chapters to be exact.

It was because among the cards laid out, cards with significantly different degrees of wear were caught in his eyes.

“Turn over.”

The dealer hesitated, then did so. The cards that were placed near the dealer began to appear face up.

Mage, soldier, commoner, barbarian.

Watching the slowly open cards, the last gambler spoke in a tone without tension at all.

“Originally, this game was designed by Ong with the image of an ideal empire.”

John laughed inwardly. I don’t know what Miri’s settings are in the updated version, but this mini-game was also designed by herself.

The Last Gambler continued.

“As a historian, the ideal empire he thinks is a state in which internal dangers and external dangers are balanced.”

“ah.”

Adrine could understand what the last gambler had said. Wizards, although within the borders of the empire, are too uncontrollable forces, and soldiers are a group that demands a lot of financial bleeding from the empire. And barbarians are literally hostile forces that exist outside.

And Adrine came to mind. That there was a period in the history of the empire called ‘the empire that lost its enemies’.

This refers to the time when Mulcan defeated the demon of the sea and destroyed the barbarian uprising. It is easy to think of the time when all enemies were defeated in this way as the country’s peaceful era, but history drove the empire in the opposite direction.

The Empire at that time had rotted itself.

The words of the last gambler continued.

“So this game is a two-two-two nut-paw. And in the first place, the number of cards in every hand is also the same, 25.”

Just in time, all the paddles turned over. The last gambler who finished counting quickly said to everyone.

“If you count barbarian cards, you will understand. Chapter 21.”

After a while, exclamations of ‘Oh’ came out from the surroundings. The last gambler spoke to John this time.

“hey. Do you have anything to say?”

John was not discouraged. Because it was the expected sequence.

“… Well. What should I say?”

“Do you have anything to say about the mismatched cards?”

Johann focused on the whispering, not the number of cards. Because of the proof the last gambler had made, public opinion seemed to be forming in sympathy with him. The eyes of the onlookers looking at him right now are not good.

But instead of making excuses, John rather hit and went in.

“Well. Should I ask too? 80 percent?”

“What?”

“Are you the boss here? I don’t think it’s too much to imagine that if there is someone who exchanges cards with the dealer during the game, it must be someone who has a good relationship with the dealer.”

“I don’t cheat.”

“That is your argument. I also want to point out that since the three of us hit, you’re the only one who’s chipped.”

The Last Gambler thought to himself.

‘Look at him?’

John’s words were not wrong. As a result, Adrine’s chips were in the process of being transferred to the last gambler. And even though he overdosed on all-in, John’s chips were just maintained thanks to the last gambler dying every now and then.

“By the way, this is my first time here. If you doubt me, give me proof.”

The Last Gambler said to himself. ‘If there was even evidence, you’re already dead.’

John was still paying attention to the reactions around him. It seemed that they would not attack all at once, as if their argument had been successful.

“Little boy. You, roll up your sleeves.”

“Why should I?”

“Because it looks good to hide the card.”

“I don’t know why it’s a command in a gambling board that mothers and fathers have to sleep too. refuse. If you bet all your chips, you won’t know again.”

The last gambler felt confident in John’s words. ‘It looks like he hid it in his sleeve.’ To the last gambler who was contemplating what to do next, John added one more word.

“Ha, I can’t do it anymore because I feel dirty. Adrine. Should I just quit the game and move on? Anyway, roll call time is approaching.”

It couldn’t have been true. Words intended to induce impatience in the last gambler.

However, he revealed the final hand he had in mind without any agitation.

The knife that flew at Pirallo in [Simulation] was swung in a different direction this time.

Cheak-

Soon, a scream erupted along with red blood.

“Keep it off!”

Japheth rolled on the floor, clutching his thighs. The last gambler looked at Japheth who was pitching on the floor and said plainly.

“This guy, stop the bleeding and get him up.”

“Now, what are you doing!”

One of the chairs at the table fell over with a loud sound. He knocked over the chair Adrin was sitting on and jumped up. The Last Gambler was still speechless.

“I am punishing my slave.”

“So, why!”

“Do I need to explain? You are my slave.”

The last gambler pretended to be nothing, but inwardly he called for joy. Originally, he was the guy who stood next to him to stimulate Yohan, who was supposed to be a family member. But that rolling in money bundle is reacting more actively.

“Get up, dude.”

“Great. kuh… .”

The caretaker roughly tore off Japheth’s sleeve and stopped the bleeding on Japheth’s thigh, which had been cut with a knife. Then, when the janitor and one of the other servants raised Japheth to his feet, the last gambler spoke briefly.

“dart,”

“Ah yes!”

“… What are darts?”

The Last Gambler did not explain, but Adrin soon found out. Another waitress, who hurriedly got a brush, drew a round target on Japheth’s stomach.

“stop it.”

“Fix him tightly so he can’t move.”

“Stop it!”

The last gambler took the posture of throwing the knife, not paying attention to Adrine’s words. Adrin then bit her lip once and then shouted.

“Hoan!”

Chiing-

At the same time as Adrine’s name was called, her guardian knight’s sword was pulled out.

“There, Mr. San.”

“why.”

“If I don’t put the knife in, will I regret it?”

“Make me regret it.”

The Last Gambler did not decline. With a sharp hip turn, his knife flew toward Hoan, not Japheth.

Cheek-

visor-!

The knife that flew towards Hoan’s abdomen was bounced off his sword. However, the two came to recognize each other’s level with that sum.

‘This guy is not an ordinary bet.’

If the last gambler’s extraordinary throwing of a knife is due to the secret skill of the Zigzag family [Fair Karma], Hoan’s secret to getting rid of it is thanks to the systematic correction applied when he ‘protects Adrine’.

The Last Gambler stepped back a little and said.

“Whatever I do with my slaves seems to be in my control.”

That’s not wrong. Imperial law enforces no more punishment than destruction of property, even for the killing of another’s slave.

“… Then you sell that slave to me?”

“How will you pay me?”

“… Tell me the amount.”

“Amount… I don’t want to sell for money. Since you’re asking to hand over the recruits, you’re asking the same thing over there. Oh, by the way, I can’t be a scammer over there. Because I already felt keenly through this guy that the aristocrats of that house are useless.”

Adrinne understood this to mean exchanging slaves.

“But I… I have no slaves.”

“Then, how about hanging yourself?”

“… Are you begging me?”

“On the stakes of the Empire.”

Joan was sure. He would have run out like this and cut off the head of the boss of this gambling house.

Unless Adrine was holding onto his shoulder.

“And I won’t allow that swindler kid to be involved in the game. I can’t stand it when you cheat like this, it feels like the game I made is being insulted.”

Sparks flew in Hoan’s eyes. But John had been waiting for this situation.

Anyway, it was a section where rules or betting could be modified through agreement between players.

“If I am that scared… There are conditions.”

“okay? Listen and judge.”

Contrary to his tone, the last gambler was delighted inwardly. He was ready to accept John on any condition.