Knight Lords: Infinite Simulation and the Path of Light

Chapter 74 Dice
"Big! Or small!"

As soon as the gaunt man finished speaking, the men surrounding the gambling table began to breathe rapidly, turning their heads back and forth, none daring to be the first to utter a sound.

Seeing that no one was betting, the gaunt man urged:

"To bet or not to bet? If you're too scared to lose, then let someone else take your place."

Hearing the gaunt man's arrogant words, a burly man with several horrifying scars on his chest turned icy cold, staring at the gaunt man with a gloomy expression, and drew the sword from his waist with a whoosh.

"Damn it, I'm betting on this. I refuse to believe I can lose all afternoon."

As the red-hot steel knife slammed onto the gambling table, the crowd that had been surrounding the burly man scattered in a rush. The previously smug, gaunt man, looking at the burly man opposite him with a cold glint in his eye, involuntarily swallowed hard and chuckled dryly:

“Brother Benjamin, I wasn’t talking about you. I just lost my mind. Please take this. It was something I was going to give you as a gift later.”

As he spoke, the gaunt man pushed the money bag in front of him toward Benjamin, but Benjamin, who was already desperate from losing, didn't take the bait. He pushed the money bag aside, picked up the red-hot steel knife, and slammed it on the side of the table with the small number written on it.

"Screw you! I need your charity for my Blood Blade Dungeon, and you're betting on a small stake this time? I don't believe it!"

The gaunt man was terrified as he looked at the furious Benjamin. He immediately regretted not being more careful earlier; he hadn't expected the dice he found in the stinking ditch to bring him such good luck today. Looking at Benjamin's bloodshot eyes, he gritted his teeth to keep his legs from trembling and said dryly:
"Brother Benjamin, this, this, I've never played like this before, little brother, little brother..."

"Fuck you!"

As the bottle shattered, the gaunt man watched it graz his ear and fly past him before crashing against the wall, a warm sensation spreading through his crotch.

“What do you mean you’ve never played like this before? One round decides the winner. If I win, not only will all the money on the table be mine, but you’ll also owe me twenty gold coins. If you win, this Blood Blade is yours.”

Looking at the imposing Benjamin, the skinny man almost burst into tears, and humbly said to Benjamin:
"Brother Benjamin, I won't gamble anymore, I won't gamble anymore, please let me go, I don't have that many gold coins."

Seeing that Benjamin ignored him, he turned to look at the other gamblers at the table. But in a casino, there was nothing but compassion. Everyone just watched the show without paying any attention.

"Damn it, stop crying and wailing. We're all here to have fun, you unlucky thing."

"Open the betting pool for me now! If you don't, I'll open it for you. If I win, you'll owe me 30 gold coins."

Hearing the other party's outrageous demands, the gaunt man was like a springbok forced to the edge of a cliff. Under immense pressure, his face turned deathly pale, and his hands trembled as he pressed them against the dice cup. Out of fear, he didn't dare open his eyes the moment he opened the dice cup, until he heard the continuous gasps around him, at which point he opened his eyes and looked at the dice on the table.

"I won! I won! I won!"

Upon seeing the '556' on the table again, the gaunt man roared as if he had been reborn and saved.

On the other side of the table, Benjamin stared at the number on the dice and froze on the spot.

'How is this possible? How come I keep pressing the wrong button every time?'

"It's over! This time Benjamin lost so badly he even lost his nickname. Can he still be called Blood Blade Benjamin from now on?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, today is really strange. That guy's luck is too good. He's made a fortune today."

"..." Hearing the buzzing sounds all around him, Benjamin's already flushed face turned liver-colored. An unnamed rage surged to his head. He pushed aside the person in the way, walked quickly to the skinny man, grabbed him by the collar, and lifted him up.

"Damn it, how could it not be right even once? It was you, it must be you, you damned bastard who cheated. I'll kill you today."

The skinny man who had been lifted up by Benjamin had recovered from the joy of winning the bet. Seeing Benjamin's desperate attempt to kill him, he quickly grabbed the man's fists, which were as big as sandbags, with both hands.

"No, I didn't, Brother Benjamin, how could I dare? I'd be chopping up a bunch of hands if I cheated amidst all that clattering and clanging. Believe me, I was just lucky today."

Blinded by his continuous losses, Benjamin didn't care about anything else. He grabbed the skinny man with one hand and picked up the dice on the table with the other.

"Still denying it? I discovered it a long time ago. These dice aren't from a casino at all. You still dare to say you didn't cheat?"

Benjamin, who was being choked and begging for mercy, suddenly felt a strong sense of loss when he saw the other man pick up the dice. Spurred by this sense of loss, he suddenly mustered a courage that was not his own and reached out his hands to scratch and claw wildly at Benjamin.

"Give it back to me, give it back to me, it's mine! Give me back the dice, it's mine!"

Caught off guard, Benjamin was scratched several times on the arm by the skinny man. In pain, he threw the skinny man away.

With a thud, the gaunt man who had been thrown slammed squarely into a pillar, his head exploding like a watermelon, blood splattering everywhere. Benjamin, stunned by this sudden turn of events, froze. He had only slightly swung his arm; this shouldn't have happened.
At this moment, the casino owner, having received another report from his subordinates, rushed over and witnessed Benjamin throwing the gaunt man against a pillar. He roared in anger:
"Big Ben, you're getting bolder and bolder, daring to act wildly here. Don't think that just because Captain Anda is your brother-in-law I won't teach you a lesson."

Seeing the casino owner's furious expression, Benjamin didn't dare to be too presumptuous. After all, someone who could run a casino must be quite powerful. But he still stubbornly insisted on saying:

“I didn’t kill him. I just gave him a light push. He lost his balance on his own. Besides, he cheated. How could I not have won a single bet all afternoon?”

Upon hearing Benjamin accuse his casino of cheating, the casino owner became even more enraged, pointing a short, thick finger at Benjamin and roaring:
"Bullshit! How could my casino possibly have cheaters? Get your brains straight and think before you speak!"

Hearing the other person's anger about to erupt, Benjamin realized he had said the wrong thing and could only continue stammering:

"How is that possible? How is it possible that I can't win even once!"

"Get out, you idiot, get out of my casino. I'm going to find your Captain Anda later and see how he deals with you."

Benjamin, who had been berated by the casino owner, walked out of the casino with a belly full of resentment. He looked at the dice in his palm and was about to throw them away, but after staring at them for a few seconds, he inexplicably put them in his pocket. Just as he was about to find a place to vent his anger, he heard someone call him. He turned around and saw that it was his underling whom he had just taken in a few days ago.

"Boss! Boss! So you've been here all along."

Looking at Ji'an and the others, remembering the arrangements made at noon, he asked:
"How's the task I assigned you going?"

Seeing his underlings stammering, Benjamin, who was already extremely irritated, became even angrier at their pathetic appearance.

"Jian, you speak."

Seeing that he couldn't avoid it any longer, the gang leader reluctantly embellished the story of what had just happened.

"Alright, alright~ These days, anyone can bully me. Let's go, I want to see just how tough they are."

(End of this chapter)