Reincarnated as a villainess: Tilsim Bertarini's revenge

Win

On the way out the door, Ben asked." Why are you so late today? I can't grab a decent position later."

The money was piled in large piles on the table, and someone stacked their jade pendant. A fledgling but lucky young boy naturally attracts attention. In no time, the place was filled with people watching.

"Great."

"Open-"

"Please choose, sir."

"Small."

"Again."

"Open--"

"Again."

"Open--"

"Again."

"Open--"

In front of Tilsim, there were piles of money. The people laughing at her have long since been silenced, and any fool can see that she is not a

rookie playing for the first time. If it were not for the Casino's reputation, they would have suspected that Tilsim cheated.

I said: "It is late. I should go back."

"Sir," the old man with the long beard smiled slightly, "how about another bet for the last game, how about a different bet?"

I looked up at him: "How?"

"I don't want to bet on the big and small. I think you are a master. How about guessing the dice numbers?" He pushed all the money to the middle of the table, "If you win, these are all yours."

I looked at the silver tickets on the table.

I had already won a lot and knew this would draw attention. I had heard the junior mage under the tent talk about the shady side of the Casino and knew a thing or two about it. I should have stopped when I was done, but the look in Ben's eyes when he talked about the academy and the only long, old, washed clothes he was wearing came to mind.

"Yes." I said.

The crowd erupted, and the atmosphere rose steeply.

Guessing the size and guessing the number are two very different things.

Guessing the size relies on luck. The ending is just two kinds, big or small. But the numbers have to be precise for each one. I still can remember the day that being tortured by mathematics. To be an electric mage, math, like complex numbers and linear algebra, is crucial, but I ignore probability and distribution. I wouldn't say I like stats.

If I lose this hand, all tonight's hard work will be blank. If I win...

The overnight riches and bankrupts were more appealing than the best opera and troupe in the capital.

The long-bearded older adult will slowly lift the bowl. The Casino quieted down. I can only hear the sound of the dice colliding in the copper bowl.

I was slightly lost in thought.

My skill in gambling is pretty lousy. Shortly after her new marriage, she had also played with other ladies at various banquets and lost miserably every time. At that time, Axel Romanova always smiled gently, "Babe, dont worry!"

That was one of the rare moments when he showed his love and affection to her, and I thought I had captured the tenderness and intimacy of this man that I always loved. I had also secretly resolved to learn her skills and prepare for the next banquet.

Unfortunately, before she could seriously learn the game, she went blind.

Whether a family banquet or an outside banquet, the Clan could not have a blind person representing the mistress of the whole house. I was no longer allowed to go out, but the place was dull, and I couldn't see.

So I had to learn to listen to sounds.

I wanted to move freely even though I was blind. Even if I couldn't see there was no need for help, I was always strong. So I practiced all over again.

First, listen to the sound, then slowly get up and move, and when the action is almost ready, you can take the house branches as swords, secretly compared.

She was, at that time, learning to listen to the sound of dice.

Dice are much simpler than games. The more delicate the thing, the more testing the ear. I listened in this way. The dice fell on each side of the slightest difference. I shook the dice in the bamboo tube and fell on the table. The heart silently recited the numbers and then took the fingers tentatively rubbed over. At first, I was always wrong, but after I finished the silent recitation, I finally revealed a smile after touching the dice.

I had succeeded.

The underlings of the Romanova secretly talked about me behind my back, saying that I had gone crazy after going blind and spending my days shaking a bamboo tube. But they gradually discovered I could clothe and care for myself even without help. I could accurately distinguish each of the family's servants by the sound of their voices and knew where each appliance was placed.

If people didn't know I couldn't see, I would be no different from an average person.

Axel would praise me, holding my hand and praising me, I was delighted but a little bit lost. I didn't know what I was missing, but I always felt it shouldn't be like this.

Now that I think about it, I had already practiced my ears at that time and probably heard the coldness of Axel's voice when he spoke to her. But my love made me subconsciously avoid those thoughts. I was attempting to catch that little bit of light in the darkness.

I lower my eyes.

The sound of shaking the dice ended abruptly, "bang," the bowl upside down on the table.

Two dice are settled.

The crowd looked to Tilsim, who closed the eyes as if back in the painful memories.

"Two, five," I said, opening my eyes.

The upside-down bowl was uncovered, and the two dice fell naked before the eyes of the crowd.

First, there was silence, and then, after a long time, someone let out a soft cry of surprise, and then, the shouts rose and fell. One of the gentries in the brocade closest to me grabbed my arm and exclaimed, "From today onwards, you are my master! Please accept my apprentice's obeisance!"

I helplessly wrenched his hand away from my arm.

The bearded old man's smile stiffened slightly, but in a moment, he said with a smile: "Your skill is incredible. These money are all yours." After a pause, he added: "Dare to ask your name, can you have a cup of tea with this old man before leaving?"

I tucked all those money into my pockets and politely declined: "I'm nameless. It's too late today, I'll have tea other time."

After saying that, I crossed the crowd and walked out of the Casino extremely fast.

The people in the gambling Casino continued to marvel at the gambling game. The long-bearded older man's smile remained unchanged as he turned around and walked upstairs. Someone bowed his head in front of him, and the old man said, "Follow him!"

At the other end, the large, grim-faced man clicked his fingers, waved his hand at the people behind him, and followed him out of the Casino.

"You want to run away after winning my money? There is no such Free Lunch in this world, Moron!"