When Sivir woke up, it was already noon.

She was very excited to finally leave this damn island, especially after receiving a bounty of nearly 20,000 gold coins from Sarah.

Kissing the gold coin placed at the head of the bed, she quickly rolled over and got out of bed, and walked naked to the window.

Opening the window, the warm sun mixed with the restless sea breeze ruffled her messy black hair, and the slight itch from the fluttering of her eyelashes made her rub her eyes.

Then she saw Jeno leaning against her door, looking down and playing thoughtfully with a card with one hand.

"You're in a good mood, Sivir. Do you like to sleep naked? ”

After a brief moment of eye contact, her mood began to take a subtle turn.

"Do you sleep in armor? That's what I brought with me! ”

Sivir slammed the window back and kicked his heels to the wall where she hung her gear.

As she passed by the mirror behind the door, she suddenly stopped, squinting at the figure she hadn't cared about in a long time.

The sunlight from the windowsill shimmered on her skin, outlining a slender and toned figure like a wild wolf. When you brush your fingers over your flat lower abdomen, which does not have the slightest fat accumulation, you can feel the roughness caused by the scar become smaller.

She caressed her high cheekbones with her hand and slid down her cheeks to her chin, her lips plump and plump, which had not been chapped since coming to Bilgewater.

In addition to the sandwich biscuit-like sun marks left by wearing armor for a long time, she is still very satisfied with herself in the mirror.

Putting on her armor, she brushed away her black hair and put on her emerald forehead guard, and pushed the door open with Calikar in her hand.

"What's the matter with me?" Calikar spun swiftly in Sivir's deft hands, the cold blade cutting through the sunlight and sprinkling mottled shadows on the grass.

If Jeno can't say something that interests her, then she'll unceremoniously help him trim his beard, using the giant crossblade in her hand.

"Accompany me to collect the bills." Jeno calmly twisted the card and took two steps back: "I woke up and found this at the bedside, a poker card with Trist's magic, and the fluctuations from the card told me that they were in the gambler's hall." ”

The money that helped Graves build Hex's destiny hasn't been recovered.

"Aren't we leaving Bilgewater?" Sivir asked.

"It's not easy to find an intact ship just after the Night of the Eclipse, and it's already been handed over to Sarah, so we still have some time."

Although the fishing boat that Jeno was on when he arrived was not damaged by the undead during the Night of the Eclipse of the Soul, the engine was stolen by thieves while they were resting, so they had no choice but to find another boat.

"Let's go, I'm just going to learn how to gamble with two hands."

Sivir happily put away his weapon, and went back to the house to take all the gold coins with him, leaving none behind.

Then he pushed Jeno and hurried down the mountain, more anxious than he was.

……

Bilgewater was undoubtedly busy after the disaster, with large crowds of residents gathering at the slaughterhouse and pickpocket's square to begin reconstruction and repair work, while some of those who had survived the night of the Soul Erosion made their way to taverns and other places to relax their nerves in order to celebrate the aftermath of the disaster.

Anyway, the money is in the hands of these people, and they can always find an excuse to enjoy themselves in peace of mind rather than invest in the reconstruction of Bilgewater. — But in a few days, they'll be down to the harbor to bargain with the Sea Hunters for their next fateful voyage.

Because Bilgewater is not bound by any government, decree, or moral constraints, all kinds of casinos, clubs, pubs and other gray industries are everywhere here, and the gambler's hall is one of the best, and its managers have pioneered the integration of various entertainment venues, with a one-stop service to firmly attract those who are entertained to death in time.

Trist is a regular patron here, because there are too few casinos that dare to accept him, most casinos have blacklisted him for winning every gamble, and some casinos even send thugs to try to get back the money that was won.

Only the large gambling hall can tolerate Trist's "legal" gambling money here, after all, no one has ever found evidence of Trist's thousands of dollars, and in order to maintain the reputation of the casino, the boss can only swallow this bad breath.

At the same time, an unspoken rule has spread in the circle - anyone who can reveal how old Trist is can find the casino owner to claim a huge bounty.

Therefore, whenever Trist sat down at the table, many gamblers would stop and watch, and the inner and outer three layers would be surrounded by water.

No, even if it was Jeno's first time in this kind of place, he found Trist's location at a glance.

After being ignored many times, Jeno began to brutally push away the crowd in his way, and led Xavier to the inner circle of the crowd.

Several gamblers who were pushed came to Jeno with angry faces, trying to provoke trouble and extort money, but immediately apologized and left after seeing his prosthetic leg.

After all, many people hid behind the windows in the battle of the Night of Soul Eclipse and secretly saw it, especially after the black fog that covered the sky and the sun cleared, and the battle in the square was even more visible.

The gamblers immediately recognized the person in front of them as the augmented warrior who had left the Shadow of War in the Pickpocket's Square, and this humanoid sea beast-like existence was not something they could afford to provoke.

After resolving the episode, Jeno stood behind Trist and patted him on the shoulder.

He looked back at Jeno and nodded, "When I'm done gambling this game, I'll settle the money for you." ”

Only then did Jeno notice that Triste's expression was very solemn, and he didn't talk about the confidence of the past, and his eyes were staring at the playing cards in his hand.

He looked at the table, which was filled with mountains of chips and bills, rich enough to drive anyone present crazy, and Jeno even heard Sivir swallow his saliva.

Obviously it was a big gamble.

Jeno looked to Graves, who was watching from the sidelines, with questions.

"See you again, Graves." Jeno said hello.

"A cigarette? Man? ”

"No smoke, thanks."

Jeno refused the cigar that Graves handed him, and whispered in his ear, "What's wrong with Trist?" My face doesn't look good. ”

"If you lose a day, you'll have this expression."

Graves shook off the ashes and pointed to Trist's opponent, a fat businessman.

"You know, Trist has lost several times in his hands, and I can guarantee that Trist definitely didn't release water, but he just won't win! Now Trist is a little bit on the top and can't stop, if we lose this game again, we may have to change the way to earn money and pay you back. ”

After saying that, Graves straightened the shiny barrel of the gun, and a smear of soot slowly fell, always making people think that the terrible cannon fire was about to burst out.

。 m.