The most shameless alchemist in history

“前十局吗？我记得第2、5、6、8、10局是杜雷先生您获胜，第1、3、4、7、9局是多姆先生获胜的。”温莉想了想，她的记性不差，很快就得出了这十局的胜负关系。

"So, Miss Winnie, have you figured out any patterns from this?" Dure continued to ask.

“A pattern? What pattern could there be?” Wenli was taken aback.

"Of course there are patterns, especially with numbers. Once you grasp the patterns, you'll be invincible!" Du Lei said confidently.

"Kid, stop playing tricks and draw your cards! Big brother, don't let this kid get away with this, teach him a lesson!"

Pam was the one in the crowd who hated Dure the most, and he urged Dure to draw his cards quickly.

“Then the pattern tells me that I will win this round, so the card I draw is… this one!” Du Lei drew a card from the deck.

He flipped the cards over and threw them out without even looking at them, but his palm covered them, making it impossible to see what the cards were.

“Kid, I have a KG in my hand, how are you going to beat me?” Dom turned over the cards in his hand. According to the rules, KG is the highest card in the deck, representing the supreme king.

"Big brother, you're really amazing! You got the KG with just a light pull. Kid, you're dead meat!" Pam was very excited.

“Mr. Dure, we…” Wenli also became nervous when she saw this, knowing that the situation was very unfavorable for Dure.

“Don’t rush. As I just said, Mr. Dom, don’t be too confident, or you’ll suffer.” Dure released his hand, revealing the card he had been holding down, which stunned Dom.

"This is... the Joker? Are you kidding me? You're so proud of drawing a Joker card?" Pam recognized the card and was stunned for a moment.

“That’s right, it’s the Joker, Mr. Pam. You’re a gambler, you must know that the Joker has another name besides being called the Clown Card,” Dure reminded him.

"Name? What name?" Pam couldn't understand what this kid was trying to do.

“Death Card…” Dom’s expression suddenly turned grim.

"So what if it's a Death card? There's no card higher than KG, kid. You lost. Leave your arm behind!" Pam weighed the axe in his hand, making a move to chop off Dure's hand.

"Pam, shut up!" Dom yelled at Pam.

"Big brother, what's wrong with you..." Pam didn't understand what was wrong with his brother, and he had never seen Dom look so pale.

“I lost, so you can have this arm.” Dom placed his left hand on the gambling table and snatched the axe from his brother’s hand!

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596 Okuyama Clan

Pam couldn't understand what was wrong with his brother. According to the rules, the King that Pam drew, representing the past, was the highest card, while the Joker card, representing death, was just a useless card. Yet, even though Dom should have won, he offered his arm.

Moreover, judging from Dom's appearance, he clearly intended to end his own life, which left Pam at a loss for what to do. Not only Pam, but also the gamblers watching from the sidelines, and even Winry behind Dure, were all baffled, because it was too absurd and too sudden.

“Mr. Dom, there’s no need for this.” Dure, the person involved, squinted at Dom and spoke up to stop him.

"I, Dom, accept my loss, but I will bear all the consequences alone. It has nothing to do with anyone else!" Dom still held the dagger.

His face showed struggle, pain, despair, and disbelief. These numerous expressions gave him a long-lost feeling, because the last time he experienced so many emotions was many years ago when he was still a naive young man.

Having lived a comfortable and peaceful life for so many years, he had even forgotten what fear was, until today.

"This is just a misunderstanding. Your brother paid the price for his actions, and I apologize to your brother for my behavior as well." Dure bowed slightly to Pam as an apology. The atmosphere at the scene was very subtle. Apart from Dure and Pam, everyone else was completely confused.

"Kid, do you think this matter can be wiped clean with just one sentence?" Pam was still angry and unwilling to let Dure off the hook so easily.

"Shut up!" Dom slapped Pam across the face with a crisp, clear sound.

This wasn't the first time Pam had been slapped. He had been slapped before, but back then Dom hit him mostly out of disappointment.

Moreover, Dom didn't use much force when he slapped Pam earlier; it was merely to teach Pam a lesson.

But he didn't hold back with this slap; he hit hard, causing blood to trickle from Pam's mouth.

“Big brother, you…” Pam had never been slapped so hard before, and he knew that his big brother was serious.

He really couldn't understand why things had progressed this way, and the way his older brother looked at the boy was so...fearful!

"This isn't the place to talk, let's find somewhere else." Du Lei stood up, and more and more people gathered around to watch the commotion.

“Understood, please follow me.” Dom stood up and waved for Durey to follow him, while his men chased away the gamblers who were watching the commotion. At this moment, Winry grabbed Durey’s hand, also confused about what was going on.

"It's alright, don't worry," Du Lei reassured her softly. The situation had changed so quickly that she hadn't even had time to react.

"Mmm," Winry simply replied before leaving the casino with Dure. This soft murmur signified trust.

At the same time, in a prison on the other side of Rock Castle, Hyo-o was startled after hearing words coming from a dark corner.

"What did you say? You're Valan?" Leopard Tail found this somewhat absurd. How could a prisoner in the jail claim to be Valan?

“That’s right, I am Valan, Valo’s brother.” The voice was weak, but the answer was certain.

"What are you talking about? Isn't Valan already dead? We were arrested on charges of murdering Valan. If Valan wasn't dead, why would we be arrested? And this voice isn't right either. Don't hide it, let me see..." Leopard Tail couldn't sit still any longer.

He immediately went to check on the condition of "Varan" and soon he saw clearly in a corner of the prison that a emaciated man was curled up in a ball, his breath was weak, his legs were covered in blood and flesh, and a foul stench permeated the air.

"You're so skinny and you dare to say you're Valan? Don't lie to me. Valan is a big fat man. I even had dinner with him tonight." Leopard Tail sneered. This imposter in front of him was really stupid. Of all people to impersonate, why did he have to impersonate Valan?

“I’m not joking, and I’m not lying. The Valan you met is the imposter,” the man said emphatically.

"You say you are Valan, what proof do you have?" Hu Che frowned; there were too many suspicious points in this matter.

"Evidence? If you really need evidence... members of our Aoshan clan are branded with clan markings on their bodies after birth. That shouldn't be faked, right?" the man said with a wry smile.

"The Aoyama Clan? What is that?" Leopard Tail was stunned; it was the first time he had ever heard of this clan.

"The Ooshan Clan is the royal family in the history of the Mountain Kingdom. Although the Mountain Kingdom changed from a monarchy to a parliamentary system due to various reasons, the Ooshan Clan still occupies a pivotal position in the parliament. The current head of the Ooshan Clan is the Speaker Varo," Kotetsu explained from the side.

He was the oldest and most experienced, and having visited the Mountain Kingdom before, he was familiar with its systems and prominent families.

"Navaro's younger brother, Valan, is naturally a member of the Aoshan clan, right? Where is your clan crest? Let me see it quickly." Leopard Tail became interested upon hearing this and immediately asked the dying man.

"On my back." The man slowly turned around, revealing his back.

"This pattern is... a mountain? Hey, could this be a fake? As for clan crests, I'm not from that Aoshan clan, so this can't be taken as evidence." Leopard Tail looked at the man's back and indeed saw a mountain pattern.

“I’ve seen the clan crest of the Okuyama clan, and it is indeed this one. Moreover, in terms of age and craftsmanship… this is definitely a craft that only artisans exclusively made for the royal family possess, and it’s at least thirty or forty years old.” Kotetsu examined it carefully, but he was still not entirely sure.

"Ape Arm, you test it." Kotetsu threw the question to the mute Ape Arm.

“That’s right, Ape Arm knows these things best. If he were to inspect them, it would definitely be very convincing!” Leopard Tail agreed with Tiger Che’s suggestion. He remembered that Ape Arm had a deep understanding of history and the clan crests of various families.

Moreover, he himself had studied carving and had apprenticed with many teachers. Leopard Tail often ridiculed Ape Arm for this, because he thought that learning carving was completely useless!

But I never expected it would come in handy here.

"Woo-woo." Ape Arm nodded and stepped forward to carefully examine the clan markings on the man's back.

Moonlight streamed in through the palm-sized window, illuminating the emblem.

This night is sure to be anything but peaceful.

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597 Extraordinary Skill

Dure and Winry followed Dom to a small inn nearby. They had stayed at an inn in Rock City before, but this inn was much more reputable, clean and bright, and had excellent security. They could see guards patrolling from time to time by the window.

But the inn in the underground world was different. There were several heavily made-up women posing seductively at the entrance. These women had different skin colors and were obviously from different countries, which made Wenli very uncomfortable. She subconsciously grabbed Dure's clothes, but the latter indicated that it was okay.

They entered the hotel, which was not set up with multiple private rooms as usual. Instead, there was a large communal room on the floor, with more than a dozen people huddled together, playing cards. The air was filled with a sour smell, which made them feel very uncomfortable.

As soon as Du Lei and his group entered the hotel, they immediately attracted the attention of the people there. Some even subconsciously reached for their pillows. If you looked closely, you could easily see a cold glint in their eyes. Without a doubt, none of the people here were kind men or women; they were all ruthless characters.

However, after Dom's gloomy gaze swept around, everyone obediently withdrew their eyes. He did not stop on the first floor, but went up the stairs. Dure and Winry followed closely behind, and they went up to the fourth floor. The originally oppressive atmosphere brightened up.

The messy scene on the first floor was gone. The fourth floor was spacious and exquisitely furnished. There were paintings with the signatures of famous artists hanging on the walls, though it was hard to tell whether they were genuine or fake. The cups on the tables were made of ivory, delicate and exquisite, which even surprised Wenli.

She was a worldly person and could tell the difference between the real and the fake at a glance. She whispered in Dure's ear that the paintings on the wall were all genuine. Even Dure was a little surprised. Dom ordered his men to guard the stairwell and not let anyone get close.

He and his reluctant brother Pam invited Dure and Winry to sit down, and then personally poured a pot of black tea.

"Please sit down. I don't know how to address you?" Dom was very respectful to Dure, even with a hint of fear.

“You can call me Redu, this is… Kelly.” Redu didn’t use his real name, thought for a moment, and then answered.

"So it's Mr. Dure and Miss Kelly. Mr. Dure, you're so young, yet you're already a member of 'Death'?" Dom asked cautiously. His attitude towards Dure had suddenly changed, and there was a reason for it.

“Death?” Winry was taken aback. She didn’t quite understand what Dom meant by that and stared blankly at Durree beside her.

“I am not a member of the Grim Reaper,” Dure answered honestly.

"What? No?" Dom raised an eyebrow, thinking he had made a mistake.

“But my teacher is,” Du Lei said slowly, taking a sip of his black tea.

“I see. That makes sense. I think only the ‘Grim Reaper’ could have trained such an outstanding genius as Mr. Redu.” Dom suddenly understood and nodded slightly. The doubt that had been on his brows disappeared without a trace.

“Mr. Dom, you are too kind. I have just arrived in your esteemed place today and have already offended your brother. I should be the one who feels most apologetic,” Dure apologized again.

"Brother, what death god? What are you talking about?" Pam was completely confused. He looked at his brother and then at Dure with a puzzled expression.

"Shut up! It's all thanks to Mr. Redu for forgiving your crimes, otherwise you wouldn't be spared even if you died ten times over!" Dom sternly rebuked.

"It's alright, your brother is a man of strong emotions, ignorance is no excuse." Du Lei smiled, tapping the table lightly with his fingers, looking calm and composed.

"Hurry up and apologize to Mr. Redu and Miss Kelly!" Dom scolded his brother again.

“This… I understand, Mr. Redu, Miss Kelly. I’m very sorry, it was my rudeness that offended you. Please don’t hold it against me.” Although Pam didn’t understand the reason behind it, he knew his brother was serious, so he had no choice but to apologize honestly.

"We've become friends through a misunderstanding, and it's truly a privilege to have met you two, Dom and Pam," Durree said slowly and deliberately.

"I wonder what brings you to Rock Castle, Mr. Redu..." Dom pondered the young man's intentions.

As a prominent figure in the underworld of Rock City, he was well aware that Rock City had recently become a turbulent place, and he could hardly guarantee that he wouldn't get caught up in it.

During this sensitive period, dangerous individuals who shouldn't be in the Rock Castle have appeared again, making it impossible for him to see clearly what's going on in this mess.

“I came to Rock City on someone’s behalf to do some things, but I just arrived here and am not very familiar with the situation in Rock City, so I would like to ask Mr. Dom for advice.” Dure spoke slowly with his eyes half-closed, while he kept observing the changes in Dom and Pam’s expressions.

Even though Dom is good at hiding his true feelings, his brother Pam wears his heart on his sleeve.

He could easily tell whether Dom was lying by observing Pam's facial expressions.

"Then I wonder how I can help you, Mr. Redu?" Dom thought for a moment and answered cautiously. He knew the current danger level of Rock City, and he would never get involved unless absolutely necessary.

“Don’t worry, Mr. Dom, I won’t let you get involved in any unnecessary trouble. Mr. Dom is my friend, and I never let my friends suffer.” As he spoke, Dure pushed something forward and placed it in front of Dom.

"What is this?" Pam was taken aback. Dure handed her a glass reagent bottle.

There was a small drop of red liquid in the bottle, and he couldn't figure out what it was for a moment.