“A grand total of eighteen points…!”
“Holy…! Master Mike truly is worthy of being the King of Gamblers’ son…!”
“Young Master Burton has definitely lost this round…!”
Kissing the beauty who was still in his lap, he then stared triumphantly at Zivon while saying, “Looks like I’ve already won, Young Master Zivon. Regardless, since you’re just a novice, I’m willing to let the bet slide. How about it?”
The odds were clearly stacked against Zivon, and Zayne couldn’t help but facepalm. After all, Zivon was literally gambling with something he wasn’t good at with an expert! It had been a futile effort from the start!
Even if Zivon got an extraordinary stroke of good luck, the best-case scenario would be a draw! With that in mind, Zayne was prompted to mutter, “Just leave it be, Zivon… Didn’t you hear that Master Mike was willing to let it slide? Things can end peacefully! If you continue, the only thing that awaits you is embarrassment from having to run naked around the city with a chopped-off finger!”
“It isn’t too late to back out,” added Chace.
“Backing out doesn’t exist in my dictionary,” replied Zivon before starting to shake his own dice cup…
Shortly after, he stopped… and when he finally lifted the cup, everyone instantly widened their eyes. All three of the dice had split in half! This meant that instead of three sides, there were now six!
Even more shocking was the fact that Zivon had somehow managed to get three sixes and three ones! In other words, he had gained three more points compared to Master Mike…!
“…W-what sort of godly skills does he possess…?!”
“I-it’s a miracle…!”
“You’re out of this world, Young Master Burton…!”
“To think that he’d actually be able to win against someone with eighteen points…!”
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