Reincarnated as a villainess: Tilsim Bertarini's revenge

Casino

At the entrance, a woman wearing a flower pin on her head stopped me and said in a delicate voice, "Sir, this is a gambling casino."

"I know." I nodded, took a pile of cash from my sleeve, and waved it in front of her, "I'm here to gamble."

The woman froze, and I had already walked in before she could say anything. Unfortunately, before she could stop Tilsim, Tilsim had already entered without invitation.

The gambling house is booming with people, all red-faced, those who win are naturally full of ambition, and those who lose are full of resignation, pulling out a stack of silver tickets from their arms and roaring, "Again!"

The more famous she was as the Thunder Princess, the more places she couldn't go, not to mention the gambling casino.

This casino has everything. I was dazzled, amazed, and simultaneously some regret. I had no idea about them.

Some people are guessing the dice. Put the dice in the bowl to guess the number of points. This is the simplest. The crowd is also the most people involved.

This family is too poor, but Ben still has to enter school. The jewelry is not worth a few bucks and is still far from the tuition.

"Hey brother, what are you blocking here? If you do not gamble fuck off." There was a trace of disdain in their eyes. '' It's disgusting. If you are poor, why would you come to a casino?'

I said: "Bet."

The people around here are all dressed up. Suddenly, a poorly dressed teenager comes in, and they cannot help but look over. I pulled out all the money and put them on the table.

Someone mocked: "Kid, you need to think carefully, this is not a joke. I think you have no other money on you, isnt it? Or do not gamble. No one will return money to you!"

The more you lose, the more you gamble, then the more you lose. Vicious cycle. Some people lose their land deeds, their wives, and children but were blown out by the people of this casino, which happens here very often.

They look at me with pity. The poor have no way out.

I faintly smiled: "It's okay, gambling for fun."

The crowd made a loud laugh, goodwill or waiting for hilarious losers, nobody knows.

The dice into the bowl, upside down, the dealer shaking left and right. The dice sound crisp, one by one, accompanied by the lively sound of people as if music, vaguely seem to hear a man loudly laughing.

I joined the barracks, from the junior mage to the vice mage, from the vice mage to the Thunder Princess, own flesh to earn those titles. The border is bitterly cold, and there is no other entertainment. Those men in the barracks could not hold back. They secretly gambled.

They do not want to gamble, just really bored. This is the only fun outside of training and fighting, which I could not bear to deprive. They would let me join them, sometimes even I was excited.

The crisp sound of the dice ended abruptly as the dealer dropped his bowl and looked at me.

"Big." I said.

"Open--"

The bowl was opened, and two dice were lying quietly. The crowd held their breath and looked over. Two dice, a five, a six, is indeed immense.

The crowd was slightly surprised, and for a moment, the man who had laughed at Tilsim said, "You are lucky, take this money and go get some decent clothing!"

I pushed the money out again.

The crowd looked at me.

"Again." I smiled.

Someone couldn't help himself and said, "Hey, this kid, a little arrogant!"

"Bro, you'd better take it for what it is. It's good to win." It was persuasion full of good intentions.

"Do you think you'll always be this lucky? Children are naive!"

The sound of mockery, advice, and laughter filled the whole place, but the two dice were the only thing in my eyes.

The family should increase the number of servants. In a few months, it will be summer, the rainy season will come, and the gatehouse on the tiles missing some will certainly leak ...... Need money.

She wants to inquire about Eilidh Bertarin and Axel Romanova's affairs, also less money.

It does not need a lot, but it absolutely can not be without. Otherwise.....you know that life is complicated.

"Have you thought about it?" The middle-aged man who shook the dice stroked his beard, smiling kindly and gently.

I also returned him a polite smile.

"Come again."