The Druid Who Swallowed Mother Nature - Chapter 50



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Episode 50. Let’s Play Together Again

Shhhhhh!

The sound of the roulette spinning rang out cheerfully.

I observed the man’s appearance with my face hardened.

His build was slightly smaller than average.

Pure white skin and oil-free hair.

His lips were thick and stubborn, and his eyes were upturned, revealing that he was the owner of a quick-tempered mind.

I rubbed my eyes in case I saw something wrong, but it was still the same.

It’s exactly as I know it.

A member of the current most powerful armed group, Madhouse, and a mercenary with strict discipline who is considered the most belligerent within the organization.

His widely known nickname to the public is the Slaughterer.

But some of the guy’s acquaintances and FP players like to call him by that name…

‘Mad Dog Buggy Byle.’

That was the moment when the name came to mind.

The guy’s lips opened.

“What are you looking at, you piece of shit.”

“… … .”

Is this really the mad dog of Madhouse?

He started swearing at people he met for the first time without any hesitation.

It would be natural for someone who has lost money in a casino to not be able to see anything, but this man was not particularly excited and his speech became harsh.

His gruff way of speaking is his true nature and identity.

It must have been so bad that users even created a patch to delete the voice.

“Did you enjoy it? Was it fun? If you don’t want to get lost, close your eyes.”

The harsh words he spewed out with his handsome face reminded me of a rich scoundrel.

Add to that the fact that he lost over ten million won at a casino, and it would have been easy to mistake him for someone who didn’t know.

‘It’s all wrong.’

He is neither small nor a rich boy.

It was just a disguise.

That was exactly the kind of ability it was.

It was almost like a kind of constitution.

If you lined up the guys who crossed the Samdo River and underestimated them by only looking at their appearance, they would fill the river.

‘I never thought I’d see you here.’

He was a relatively common sight among the secretive Madhouse organization members.

This is due to the high attendance rate that ensures regular participation in inter-city wars.

Does that make you feel close to me?

Absolutely not.

Rather, I was trembling.

‘Why do you like a guy like a wild boar who charges at you and threatens to kill you when he meets you?’

The reason my fists were shaking under the table was half tension, half frustration.

‘Anyway, I can guess why you came.’

There was the first incident that made him famous as a full-fledged member of Madhouse.

The massacre of Earth 4.

The place where the incident occurred is here, at the auction.

“Oh, I guess I’m out of luck. If I get into trouble again, it’ll be because of that kid.”

Luckily, the guy didn’t act rashly.

He muttered, then nervously grabbed the chip and slammed it on the table.

─Wow!

The audience cheered.

It was because it was a huge amount of money that was difficult to come out with in the first round.

A man of integrity doesn’t look at liver.

“Fuck, I’m really going to get it this time.”

Buggy begged impatiently.

It’s a typical lost man’s fallacy.

In gambling, a previous loss does not guarantee an immediate victory.

‘I’ll make it happen.’

The guy’s identity was good, after all.

The fact that I am a fool who will uproot the pillars of society has not changed.

I will take revenge on the past grudge that caused me to experience game overs so many times.

I burned a private grudge.

“All in.”

I bet money right next to him.

This is all I have now.

Buggy looked back at me with bloodshot eyes.

“Ha, this little bastard.”

The guy brushed back his flowing bangs with anger.

That’s understandable, because the guy who bet on red was the complete opposite of the guy who bet on black.

The odds were only 2x, but the intention was clear.

Provocation.

“Is your liver swollen and bulging? Are you ready to fight?”

“I just bet based on my gut feeling.”

“This is fucking crazy and I’m falling over.”

Betting closed before the guy could get any more upset.

From now on, all we can do is wait.

A gamble based entirely on luck.

Both participants and spectators were watching closely for the results.

Dozens of pairs of eyes were focused on the small beads spinning on the disc.

Clang!

The marble that was spinning under centrifugal force began to gradually slow down.

There is no way to know where the marble will ultimately land.

A complete play of luck.

A dealer who is equipped with lucky artifacts will usually be able to maximize their profits with minimal losses.

‘I guess that would be the case in normal circumstances.’

I knew the path of the beads.

No, the marbles will move as I want them to.

By the spirit itself.

I snapped my fingers.

The spirit waiting on the roulette moved according to my signal.

Daughter!

The marble leaped into the air as it reached the chin, then fell as if it was being sucked into a small space.

─Wow!

Cheers erupted through the decibels of loud music.

Reactions from bettors were mixed.

“Ah, shit!”

Buggy hit the table and got up, clutching his head.

I listened intently and enjoyed the feast of swear words that were being spewed out.

The loser’s lament was like a pleasant melody to the winner.

“You lost it again?”

“Luck is really fucking bad.”

“If you go all-in on that, your kid will hit the jackpot.”

The guy lost again.

And I earned it.

Buggy got his chips back from the dealer, and I got the amount of chips I paid.

“Hey, if you’ve won, don’t run away and play another round!”

Buggy was really evil.

A situation where I lost, but someone right next to me earned it.

The conditions were perfect for the tip to turn.

“I thought so.”

I smiled inwardly at the situation flowing as I had hoped.

“… … One more round!”

Next edition.

I bet on odd numbers, as opposed to the even ones.

As a result my bet was successful.

“Fuck, let’s play another round!”

I won the next game too.

‘I think I’m starting to get a little antsy.’

If you think about it, roulette is a fight between the dealer and the player, not between the player and the player.

Since this was only a build-up for the next development, I didn’t aim for high odds.

“… … Hey, follow me.”

And finally the fish bit the hook.

“As much as you want.”

Perhaps because he thought he had no chance of winning at roulette, the game he moved to was cards.

Poker, a battle of wits between players.

“!@$#^#%$”

Of course I won.

‘I started off with a bad hand, so how can I win?’

I had a scout spirit.

You start by revealing your opponent’s hand, so how can you possibly lose?

He bets big on fights he wins and gives up early on fights he loses, so he loses even more when he wins and even more when he loses.

I noticed something strange in the middle and even changed the subject, but nothing changed.

From mahjong, dice, back to cards and even Texas Hold’em.

The collaboration with the spirits was undefeated.

“I’m pretty lucky today.”

I shook my leather pouch full of chips.

If the entrance wasn’t locked tightly, it would overflow.

“… … .”

The guy sitting right next to me had a blank expression.

The once thick pockets had become thinner.

It was one step away from ruin.

Even the audience that had cheered at the unusual spectacle could no longer help but feel pity.

“……이 개새끼야, 너 사기 쳤지!”

The frustration soon turned into anger.

It was clearly my fault for losing, but the look in my eyes was like I was the culprit.

“I’m sorry, sir. I’ll have to wait a moment.”

As soon as the guy shouted, the big guys came closer.

As each game progressed, the staff members appeared one by one and watched me.

As expected, it seemed suspicious that even if he had good luck, he would not lose money and would only continue to make money.

“You’ve had your fun here, so go play somewhere else.”

I obediently cooperated with them.

Of course, I didn’t just have it.

I didn’t plan on stopping until I had emptyed the guy’s pockets.

“I’ll be back soon. Let’s play together again.”

I’ll be back very soon.

‘I guess I’ll have to check to see if I can measure the magic power or check the video records.’

The staff will find no reason to suspect me.

How can you prove the work of an invisible spirit?

I was proud.

“Let’s go.”

I walked leisurely across the hall, leaving the rowdy guy behind.

The expression on my face reflected in the glass on the table I was passing by was so annoying that even I felt it.

***

The sun that had risen high in the sky began to slowly set.

That not-so-short period of time was enough to awaken the spirit of the Matap School Master, who had forgotten his purpose and fallen into wicked desires.

“Ugh.”

Wanderer Colin sighed as he sank into a chair near the entrance to the casino.

This time, the dream of recovering more than the initial investment lost so far was shattered by the harsh reality.

“This is a good one.”

My thick wallet shrank as if it had gone on a diet.

I held it upside down and swung it around, and all I found was a single bill worth one meal.

It was expressed without exaggeration or reservation.

The principal was no longer the problem.

“Come to think of it, it seems like this research budget was also included in this… … ?”

Colin’s face turned ashen.

It was a disaster caused by the gambler’s judgment that he could just pay it back.

This is one hundred percent a disciplinary matter.

The new secretary he had appointed at the top of the tower, a strict countermeasure to his wanderlust, would never tolerate this escapade.

“… … Ahem. Well, I guess I’m not the only one who lost.”

It would have been unfair if I had been alone.

But it was comforting to have two.

I wasn’t saying this because of the losers like him that were all around me.

There was a colleague who was a beginner at the casino and boldly took on the challenge with unfounded confidence.

Colin awaited his return with ugly anticipation.

“You were here.”

And finally he came back.

Colin raised both hands and greeted Allen.

“Come in.”

“… … Did something good happen to you? It’s annoying, so get out of here.”

“Ahem.”

Colin was heartbroken, but he didn’t show it.

I could bear such small wounds, thinking of the comfort I would receive in the future.

“I just made a little bit of money. How about you?”

Colin looked at me with a look of disinterest.

In fact, I lost a lot, but I was genuinely interested, and there was no need to honestly reveal my cards.

I planned to reveal the truth after I had satisfied my self-esteem sufficiently by laughing at the other person’s misfortune.

“I earned some money too.”

“Well, that’s right. At first, everyone starts off at a loss. Since you overdid it today, consider it a good experience… … .”

Colin, who was reciting his prepared lines, noticed something strange in the middle.

“… … What did you just say? You earned it?”

“yes.”

“Are you kidding me?”

“I’m not joking.”

“……how much?”

Colin’s eyes became bloodshot at the betrayal of his trusted colleague.

Allen smiled cheerfully, almost teasingly, under the gaze of the curious eyes.

“You come here without me having to say anything.”

At the place he had pointed, a crowd of employees was rushing in.

The employee standing at the very front was a high-ranking executive at the casino, something Colin had seen several times in passing.

“All of the money I refunded, after deducting fees, was put into a dedicated account.”

“thank you.”

“And this is an expression of gratitude to our customers who readily agreed to our unreasonable proposal.”

“What are you doing all this for?”

“… … ?”

Colin was confused.

Let’s say that the polite attitude towards VIPs is like that.

Dedicated account? A thank you gift?

The content was completely unpredictable.

“Then I will wait for your next visit.”

“I will definitely contact you then.”

“… … I beg you earnestly.”

As the staff left, Colin quickly grabbed Allen’s shoulder.

“What, what did you just say? Why are they doing that to you?”

“I made some money, but the business went bankrupt, so I was asked to do something moderately.”

“How much did you earn… … ?”

Instead of answering, Allen handed over his bankbook.

One, two, three, four… … .

Colin was horrified when he saw the numbers.

The hand that grabbed Allen’s shoulder reflexively tightened and the veins became more prominent.

“……secret.”

“yes?”

“What’s the secret?”

To be envious, you have to be at a certain level.

Those who glimpsed the world above could only yearn for it.

“It’s nothing.”

Allen shrugged his shoulders as if I were saying the words.

“Once you catch one, it’s done in no time.”

Allen, as I declared, ripped out the marrow from the spine of a single person.

Bet only on games you can win with the stakes you’ve raised.

It got to the point where I was begging them to please leave the casino.

“If it’s nothing!”

Colin cried out desperately.

“Can you lend me some money?”

“… … .”

“Please, I’ll pay you back right away!”

Allen distanced himself from Colin.

***

District 4, a bar not far from the auction.

In the corner of the room, bloody human beings were piled up like a structure.

Against this backdrop, there was the image of a beautiful woman drinking alone.

Moonlight streamed in through the broken window, illuminating everything dimly.

The landscape that merged into one under the moonlight was grotesque, like a painting depicting a nightmare.

Squeak!

The suffocating silence was broken by the sound of a door opening.

The woman greeted me warmly without even looking back.

“Are you here now?”

“… … .”

There was no return sound.

Instead, the sound of footsteps stopped beside the woman.

Only then did the woman turn her head and open her eyes wide as if she had seen a ghost.

“What’s wrong, what’s wrong with your face? Did someone beat you up?”

“… … What are you talking about? Do I look like someone who would beat me up?”

“That’s right. Even if our mad dog gets beaten by us, it won’t come back from outside. Then what’s the reason?”

“… … .”

The man, Madhouse’s mad dog Buggy Vile, silently snatched the woman’s glass and downed it.

“……all.”

It was a small voice, like an ant crawling, in contrast to his angry behavior just before.

“What? I can’t hear you. Speak louder.”

“… … was said.”

“Why is that crazy guy who ate train car fuel suddenly acting like this? Stop acting like a jerk and just talk like you normally do.”

At the woman’s repeated urging, Buggy buried his face between his hands and cried out.

“Damn it, I lost all my money!”

“… … Oh my god.”

The woman covered her mouth at the shocking confession, but then burst into laughter.