"You think you can win, win me?" Everton laughed, "what if... I mean, what do you want from me if you win?"

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"The sword at your waist. The woman's voice sank, "Do you dare to bet?"

The audience was silent .......

Suddenly, the audience erupted again, "Promise her, Everton!"

"Everton, let her know that the difference between a man and a woman is more than just a crotch!"

"Everton...!Everton...!"

Everton stretched out his hands and pressed them, looked around, and smiled confidently, "You can place your bets." ”

"Yay... Yay...!"

Payne was startled by the deafening scream, and he looked at the blonde in his arms, "What's going on?

"I don't know the woman, Everton is famous among mercenaries, and he has a nickname - Iron Arm. The girl's eyes radiated admiration, "Everton is not the most powerful of the mercenaries, but he is the most powerful, at least when it comes to wrestling his wrists,...... He's never been defeated. ”

That's it... Payne thought, could it be that woman is crazy?

The long table was already surrounded by people, and Payne couldn't even see the woman's appearance, "Let's go over and have a look." ”

"That's exactly what I want to do. ”

Several square tables were put together, and there was an endless stream of bettors, and soon, the odds came out.

"Everton pays 1 out of 10, and the unknown chick pays 3 to 1, and each person only has one chance to bet. A big man shouted while busy collecting his bets.

Payne squeezed into the crowd and saw the woman's appearance, or rather... It's a girl.

She looked to be no more than twenty years old, with neat short purple hair, finely sculpted features, a pointed chin, a fair neck, and a straight chest.

Payne was stunned, he was fascinated by this perfect pretty face, she was beautiful, not even inferior to Beth.

"Are you going to bet?" asked the blonde.

"Oh... , what good offer do you have. Payne asked.

"Of course it's Everton, don't you see? The girl's voice was distinctly displeased, as if the other had robbed her of her lover.

All right... I don't know if your lover will mind if we share a bed tonight. Payne thought. He pulled out three silver coins from the money bag in his arms and walked over to the table, "I'll bet on that purple-haired chick." ”

Payne found that there weren't many people betting on the purple-haired chick, and with his three silver coins, they all added up to less than twenty.

"You've misplaced your bets, dear. The blonde reminded.

"I'm not interested in 1 to 10 odds. Payne said disapprerovingly, "Since you want to bet, let's bet bigger." ”

After a while, the audience fell silent again, and everyone's eyes focused on the two people at the long table.

Within a yard of the long table, everyone was consciously empty, and a girl in revealing clothes stood in the middle of the two, her arms raised flat in the air.

"Ready.... The next moment, the girl quickly lowered her arm, and a thunderous cry followed.

"Everton...!Everton...!"

Everton looked relaxed, the opponent's white arm looked so weak, and the petite palm was not as big as half his palm, it seemed to be a competition without any suspense.

Soon, however, the crowd spotted some details in Everton's expression, and they noticed that Everton's smile was not relaxed, and after every breath, his face would become a little pale.

The shouting faded, and when the last one died down, there was a heavy muffled thud at the table.

The winner is decided!

The purple-haired chick slowly withdrew her palm, and everyone's eyes followed her palm, and it was impossible to imagine how she had brought down her steel arm.

There must be a shady curtain in this!

But anyone who knows Everton knows that he would never joke with his honour – and it's a strange scene!

She gently brushed the purple hair on her forehead, ignoring everyone's shocked gazes, and then smiled at Everton, "I hope you won't break your word, Everton." ”

The latter's expression was like being struck by lightning, his face was purple, his trembling arm stretched out under the table, and he pulled out the heavy sword at his waist with his backhand, and put it lightly on the table, and then gentlemanly pushed it in front of the other party, "It belongs to you." ”

The audience remained silent until Everton disappeared into the tavern.

"Everyone here can have another drink, I please. As the banker's big man first broke the silence, this time he made a lot of money, even if the nearly fifty people present had a drink, he could still make a lot of money.

Payne retrieved the twelve silver coins with interest, but he noticed that the blonde beside him had disappeared at some point. - What the hell about people?

Payne searched around but couldn't find her again, - whew... , Say yes to spend a long night together!

He fixed his gaze on the purple-haired woman's body, she was carefully wiping the pure silver sword, and he had to admit that this was indeed a rare good sword, at least not inferior to the knight's sword.

But so what, it's not mine.... Payne thought. Wait, maybe it and she will be mine. Payne suddenly became excited, he walked to the long table, and then sat down in front of the purple-haired woman, "I want to compete with you." ”

"Wow..."

"Is there something wrong with my ears?"

"Who is this kid? I don't think I've seen it before. ”

When everyone saw that there was a new program, they were immediately interested.

"Just the twelve silver coins in your hand?" the purple-haired woman's tone was so flat that she didn't even look up at the person.

"No, there's more. Payne took out all the money bags, probably close to thirty.

"Unfortunately, if you're going to gamble, that's not enough," the purple-haired woman glanced up at Payne, her blue eyes as if she could speak, "either me or the silver sword." ”

The purple-haired woman put away her sword gorgeously, then stood up and turned to walk towards the door, "Thank you very much for betting on me to win... , but if you want me to agree, you'll have to bet at least two gold coins. ”

"......" Payne only felt a little itchy in his throat, and he felt better after two sips of wine.

When the purple-haired woman left, there was an unmuffled mockery in the tavern, "Boy, it's not worth a gold coin to sell you. ”

"You should be lucky boy, you managed to keep your purse. ”

"Is this kid crazy? Does he know who he was challenging just now?"

"As if you know. ”

"Of course... She's from the Northern Mercenary Regiment, and if I'm not mistaken, her name is Heidi Claudia. ”

"How did the people of the Northern Mercenary Regiment end up here?"

The tavern suddenly became lively, and the man who recognized the identity of the purple-haired woman was quickly surrounded, like stars holding the moon.

Payne shrugged and said to himself, a bunch of fools, she was lucky to be right.