A Game Against The Gods

The Cunning Devil

Claude glanced at them and simply smiled, "It's. A. Secret."

In reality, Claude used one of the system's three free skills. He used it and got Creation Magic, with Creation Magic he could create anything he put his mind on but is only limited by his imagination and things he fully understands.

If he knew how it works, the mechanics of the item, the way composition of that item, considering that the item is made either from his world or this one, he could create anything. Other than this there would be no limit in his Creation Magic since the system provides the magic needed to create the items. If Claude wanted to he could create a nuclear bomb for no reason at all just because he could.

Claude didn't pick this skill just because he felt like it, he chose this skill because with the requirements on how one could use this skill was perfect for him since he was a peerless genius back in the modern world.

Claude looks at his slave with a devilish smile on his face, "Hey, get me something to get me to the Kingdom of Humanity. You have 10 minutes to do it or you get skinned." The people in the audience who was frozen had their expressions turn into fear. If his slave couldn't do the task then he would be tortured, this was how terrifying is this youth is.

In the eyes of the audience, Claude was a devil in the body of a child with all of his actions. Beating someone who even who found a flaw within the game with another flaw that only he could do.

The ugly man which was now Claude's slave did not waste another second since he was now a slave, a being that's meant to be ordered by his/her master and must obey without fail. There is only one way for a slave to be set free and that is if his/her master sets him/her free.

After a few minutes, the ugly man returned sweating as a carriage followed him. "Hey Ken! I don't want to call you slave since it is against my morals. Since your name is Jkenneth I'll just shorten it to Ken! Now give me anything that's money and anything that could be sold for money." Ken was heartbroken as he forced himself to go back to his home and follow his master's orders.

While Ken was travelling back to his home a few men tried to challenge Claude, "Lad, since you seem worthy to fight me! It is your honor to be noticed by me so let's play a game. It will be a simple game of The Limit, the rules are simple:"

Rules:

1. At the start of the game, each player will be given 2 cards each.

2. The goal is for your cards to value 21 or closest to it. Any person whose cards value 22 or above will lose.

3. You may Call or Fold. Calling will increase your card by 1 and folding will retain your number of cards.

4. There will be a dealer who will be of a neutral party to deal the cards. If the dealer purposely sides with one of the candidates, the life of the dealer and the candidate which they sided will be part of the prize pool.

5. Players looking at the cards of their opponents directly will not have a punishment but having another entity provide information will cause the candidate they are aiding and the said entity to be part of the prize pool.

"Simple enough, right? I wager 10 Gold Coins for your slave's life. There is no downside for you at all!" The seeming leader said confidently as if Claude would just accept without question.

Claude ignores them and goes on the carriage that his slave got him, "Tsk! Why would I take that useless game? Just 10 Gold Coins? Are you mocking me? Make it 100 then and only then would I accept." The men numbering at 4 were intrigued as this youth was smart and cautious who takes his fights carefully.

One of the men shouted out while clenching his fists, "That man took our livelihood and we cannot accept it! He swindled not only us but the majority of this village! So we plead that you let us have our way with him!" This particular person knelt as if trying to make the youth symphatize with him.