The magic cards I made are absolutely flawless!

"You're still too greedy!"

Everyone present knew.

The Innott family has no intention of letting these two go!

They might let them go if they won once, but the Inott family wouldn't let them get away with winning twice!

"Sure, no problem."

However, Dekan simply gave a friendly smile and nodded.

Our benefactor has finally arrived!

We've been waiting for you to make your move!

Once they make a move, Dekan will have a reason to openly rob them!

When you factor in medical expenses, compensation for emotional distress, and so on, it won't be something that can be settled with just a few tens of thousands of gold coins!

"and many more."

Just as Dekan was about to happily leave with these people.

A voice called out to them from behind.

Dekan turned around and saw that it was the black-haired youth who had lost 1000 gold coins earlier.

"Honestly give them every single gold coin."

The black-haired youth spoke in an absolute command tone.

However, he did not appear to be a member of the Inott clan, a criminal organization.

Because the other members of the Inott clan began to stare at him with deathly eyes.

"Are you coming with us too?"

A burly guard walked up to the black-haired youth and asked coldly.

"court death."

The black-haired youth raised his hand at an invisible speed and gently squeezed, breaking the strong man's hand in two.

A pitiful scream immediately echoed throughout the entire club.

The other guards instantly drew their weapons and spell cards, preparing to kill the black-haired youth.

However, the black-haired youth merely smiled contemptuously and knocked all the servants to the ground in less than three seconds.

What's frightening is that he didn't use any magic cards at all.

He took care of these people simply by relying on his monstrous physical abilities.

Tearing apart summoned beasts with bare hands, taking magic head-on.

Dekan frowned slightly.

He didn't know why this guy was standing up for him.

But this thing did indeed disrupt my plans.

He was wondering if he should unleash a "Three Corpses Frenzy" attack if the two sides were to completely clash, making the situation even more chaotic.

Then he can take advantage of the chaos and achieve his goal in the same way.

"Don't do it!"

The old manager shouted to stop the club staff.

Then, looking at the black-haired youth with a solemn expression, he said, "We will act according to the rules."

The old steward knew very well that this black-haired youth was not someone to be trifled with, and even with his extensive experience, he couldn't fathom the youth's true strength.

If it really comes down to a fight to the death, even if we manage to get support from headquarters, the entire club will probably be slaughtered by this black-haired youth.

Then there really will be nothing left.

Soon, the staff brought 37 magic crystals and handed them to Dekan.

One of these magic crystal coins can be exchanged for 1000 gold coins. As a currency that is not usually circulated in the market, it is mainly used for transactions between high-ranking nobles.

Its commemorative significance outweighs its actual function of circulation.

Dekan counted the magic crystals in the small suitcase, his expression full of annoyance.

You could have earned more...

It's all the fault of this troublemaker and that cowardly old manager.

Oh well, contentment brings happiness.

Dekan decided to call it a day.

He's not Morion, and he doesn't need to plunder someone's entire fortune to be satisfied.

"As payment for helping you, play a couple more rounds with me."

The black-haired youth called out to Dekan again, who was trying to leave.

He lost to Dekan in the last game and was a little dissatisfied.

He wanted to have a proper showdown with Dekan.

"No."

Dekan replied in a flat tone.

This person actually made things worse than helpful.

But Dekan felt that the guy at least meant well.

Therefore, I didn't want to cheat him out of his money.

"If you won't bet with me, it wouldn't be too much for me to beat you all down like I did just now, would it?"

"Hmph. Even if I agree to the bet, what if you lose and continue to threaten us like this?"

Upon hearing this, Dekan became quite excited.

This guy is kind of funny.

Even though I didn't want to scam him, why did I still insist on giving him money?

The black-haired youth said, "I always accept my losses. If I were greedy, I wouldn't have gone through all this trouble."

Dekan: "Okay then, but I don't want to make things too complicated. How about a pure contest of luck?"

Black-haired youth: "No problem."

So the two of them started by drawing number cards.

Whoever has the higher number wins.

The club's old manager led them to the VIP room and personally dealt them the cards.

Because the old manager knew that neither side were ordinary people, he was extra cautious, demonstrating the professional skills of a seasoned croupier.

however.

After more than ten rounds, Dekan and the black-haired youth had each won and lost.

However, Dekan won far more often than he lost.

It was as if Lady Luck had stood beside Dekan.

It's clear that Dekan seems to have completely outmaneuvered the black-haired youth in terms of pure luck.

The black-haired youth was certain that neither the dealer nor the other party had cheated!

Because no small movement can escape his dynamic vision and magical perception!

"How is that possible... Are there really people in this world with such incredible luck? Do you have divine blessings?"

The black-haired youth was puzzled.

Even if it's the god who controls luck, he shouldn't give such outrageous blessings!

Such intense interference with luck is only possible if a god of misfortune wants to curse a soul for eternity, and would go to any lengths to curse a person to cause such a change in their luck!

"No, he was just an honest guy who was passing by."

Dekan said calmly.

"hateful……"

The black-haired youth clenched his teeth.

He was unwilling to accept that he would lose simply because of bad luck!

"continue?"

Dekan asked with a light laugh, his smile seemingly carrying a hint of disdain.

"continue!!"

The black-haired youth increased the stakes without hesitation.

Even without Chloeux's intervention, Dekan's luck was still strangely good this time.

The reason is that he did it in advance.

Dekan signed a betting agreement with Chloeux before he arrived.

[Party A: Chloeux]

[Party B: Dekan]

[Party B provides Party A with permanent card production support, but the amount Party A needs to pay Party B is the total amount of gold coins Party B acquires today.]

For example, if Dekan earns 1 gold coin today, Chloix needs to pay Dekan 1 gold coin.

So the more Dekan earns, the more Kroix loses.

Dekan has been diligently conducting scientific research, exploring how to maximize the use of the divine curse of misfortune on Chloeux.

Thus came his research outcome—a performance-based agreement.

This kind of betting agreement, which involves luck, can indeed link the luck of Dekan and Chloeux to some extent.