Starry night, castle corridors.

A large group of soldiers and knights, shields, escorted Irene in the middle and marched briskly. As soon as they met someone, whether it was a patrolling soldier or a maid in the castle, they all rushed up and quickly subdued each other.

"Miss Irene, what are you going to do?" someone screamed.

There was no answer, and Ireen just strode forward.

In the distance, they could already hear music and laughter.

With a "bang", the soldier walking in front directly slammed the door open.

In the castle hall, the music and laughter came to an abrupt end, and the guests' expressions froze.

Sitting on the throne, with a glass of wine in his hand, bald and bearded, and dressed in a black fine dress, Count Caspar had his hands in the air and a smile on his face.

"Dear Uncle Casper, long time no see. Irene greeted him with a smile.

"It's Irene. Hahahaha, I'm looking for you. As he spoke, Casper glanced left and right, "You all go out first, I'm going to talk to my niece Irene." ”

One by one, the guests put down their glasses and got up, and the attendants left the venue in an orderly manner.

Irene turned her face sideways and whispered to Halls, "You guys go out first, too." ”

"Yes. ”

Soon, the door slammed shut. It was overcrowded, and only Ireen and Count Casper were left in the messy hall.

The two stood far away from each other, more than a dozen meters apart.

......

Two cups, each with two dice, two people shake the dice to compare the size, and then the others bet.

Very simple betting.

This couldn't be easier for a lich who knows a thousand types of magic and doesn't need to see his surroundings through his eyes.

Gray huddled in the crowd, slapping the silver coins on the table one by one, one from the left to the right, winning one handful after another. Gradually, the money on the table came to him.

"Do you gamble underground?" asked the black cat in a whisper.

"The underworld doesn't gamble, and lichs hate uncertain things. Of course, it doesn't mind if you win steadily. It's a pity that there are no humans underground. ”

"And how did you learn to gamble?"

"Just learned. They were so loud that I could hear it clearly as I sat there, and it would be soon. ”

"You can hear that?"

"Of course, the Lich has neither sight nor hearing, and is actually perceived by magic. The range is all about the strength of the mana. ”

"Well, I think sometimes you're pretty smart. However, I advise you not to win too much, it is too noticeable. ”

By the time the black cat said this, it seemed too late. Because most of the money at the table was already in Gray's hands.

The whole tavern suddenly fell silent, even the music stopped, and everyone gathered around this side. Even the red-haired mercenary Paz is included. They all looked at Gray with wide eyes and curiosity.

Gray looked at them with a large handful of silver coins in his hand.

One of the dice shakers squeezed out of the crowd with the money he had left, making room for a seat. The bald redbeard man who was left behind reached out and made a "please" gesture to Gray, motioning for him to sit down and bet directly.

That look was clearly ill-intentioned.

Gray continued to stand motionless as if nothing had happened.

Redbeard bald made another gesture.

At some point, a bunch of people who were apparently redbearded, bald, and horsemen surrounded Gray.

Of course, Gray, who is not afraid of boiling water for a dead pig, obviously doesn't know much about what a threat is, and still doesn't move.

The horse boy next to him probably couldn't stand it anymore, and directly dragged Gray to the seat.

"What do they mean by that?"

"I want you to bet directly, you win too much. ”

"Is there a rule that you can't win too much?"

"No, but ...... How can I explain it to you? Anyway, I advise you to lose from now on. ”

"Why? Why should I lose my own winnings?"

"You can win if you want, if you want to fight them later. ”

"I feel like I can beat them. Gray swore by it.

In fact, in the eyes of the Lich, anyone who doesn't understand magic is a weak chicken.

The black cat sighed speechlessly.

The redbearded bald man on the other side stood up and stepped on the chair, and Liso picked up the dice and cup, blew and shook it very hard. Finally, he slammed the dice cup on the table.

"A handful of ten silver coins, it's your turn!"

Gray didn't speak, but reached out and put the dice cup on the dice, shook it lightly twice, and let go.

The others bet one after another, and most of them were placed on the opposite side, and Gray only had a handful of three silver coins on his side. One of them was also under the red-haired mercenary Paz.

"Open!" the redbeard bald reached out and opened the dice cup: "Ten o'clock! hahahaha!"

The drinkers who bought him and won immediately cheered.

Gray also reached out and lifted the dice cup, eleven o'clock.

All of a sudden, the tavern fell silent again.

"Come again!"

......

"Open!"

Redbeard is bald at six and Gray is eight.

......

"Open!"

Redbeard is bald at seven and Gray is eleven.

......

"Open!"

Redbeard is bald at eight and Gray is twelve.

The game couldn't go any further, and everyone was only betting on Gray to win, which meant that there were no odds at all. Onlookers can only watch the excitement.

The redbeard bald man wiped his sweat violently, constantly wiping the sweat, and the corners of his eyes kept twitching. For he only had eleven silver coins left in his hand, and on Gray's table, there were no less than seven hundred silver coins, a pile full of them.

The bartender squeezed over and whispered something in Redbeard's bald ear, hesitated, Redbeard snorted, picked up his only eleven silver coins, and turned away with seven or eight of his men.

All of a sudden, there was a boo in the tavern, and the red-bearded man was bald and red-eared.

The gambling game ended, and the onlookers scattered. At the edge of the table, which was originally crowded, Gray was the only one left. Continue to sit on the ground.

"Alright, you can now prepare for a fight, and the opponent is at least twenty strong men. Are you sure you can win against so many people without revealing your identity?" the black cat sneered in his armor.

Paz seemed to want to come over and say something to Gray, hesitated, and then turned away. Take the small bag of silver you won, go back to your place, and say a few words to your people.

The music started again, and the joy was still there. However, there is no going back to the atmosphere. The entire tavern was looking at Gray, consciously or unconsciously.

......

Taking a deep breath, Irene raised her head, propped up a smile and said, "Uncle's people said that you were busy with something, but I didn't expect you to have a banquet." What is this celebrating? Why don't you tell Irene and let Irene be happy with her?"

"Some...... It's just a small thing. Smiling, Casper propped up the table and said drunkly, "You, what's the matter with me?"

"Didn't you write to me, Uncle Casper, and we desperately need your help, Uncle. ”

"Oh, yes. I wrote to you to come over, hahahaha. Caspar suddenly realized: "I remember." I asked you to come here because I wanted to tell you, don't fight. If you can't fight, take a step back. ”

"Take a step back? you asked me to come here just to tell me this?" Irene widened her eyes.

"Can you listen to me if I don't let you come?" Casparha laughed, "You're too young. Even if your father's will states that you are the heir? Whether the will is true or not, is it not up to His Majesty the King to have the final say......?

"He's not my brother!" Irene turned gloomy, and her voice suddenly rose an octave.

"Well, the illegitimate son of your father, the Grand Duke of Beshir. Caspar spread his hands.

"Again, he is not my father's illegitimate son, and my father never mentioned any illegitimate children when he was alive!"

"That'...... I don't really know what to call him. Caspar smiled helplessly, shook his head, and continued, "But you must understand that the king said that he was your father's illegitimate son, and then he was." I have discussed with His Majesty the King that the Duke will be succeeded to him, and that you will continue to have the property you inherited from your mother. However, you must marry my son and give up the surname Beshir completely. ”

Irene looked at Count Casper silently, gritting her teeth.

"Well? That's a good condition, right? You can keep a certain amount of property, you don't have to worry about your life, and you don't need to carry a gun. Your men don't need to shed blood for this. The idea is simply fantastic. ”

Lowering her head, Irene took a deep breath and said, "You promised my father that after his death, you would remain loyal to me. ”

"I'm sorry, I'm talking about allegiance to the Beshir family, and you're not the Grand Duke of Besil yet. ”

With a "bang", the door behind him opened again.

Looking back, Ireen saw her soldiers swarming in, shields around her. Soon, more of Count Casper's soldiers poured into the hall, surrounding Irene and her knights.

The small hall was instantly crowded with soldiers in armor.

Slowly getting up, Count Casper smiled and said, "Niece, I am for your good. With this rabble, you can't succeed. ”

"You look down on them?"

"That's not what I meant, hahahaha, of course, maybe that's what it meant. ”

"Do you dare to put your people up against mine?" asked Irene.

......

He had just left the tavern with a bulging bag of silver coins, and before Gray could mount his bony horse tethered outside, a large group of ruffians in ragged clothes had already surrounded him.

"Look, I'll just say they're going to get in trouble. The black cat said, "What are you going to do now? ”

The leader is the redbeard bald man who has just bet with Gray. Holding a dagger, he said viciously: "I don't care who you are, and I don't care if you haunt a thousand, keep the winning money, and get out! This is your last chance!"