Chapter 69: Gambling

"Well, well, all in all, dear Grand Duke Vladimir, we are still very sad that you sit like this, and you have been ignoring the kindness we express," waving his hand to signal Grand Duke Vladimir to stop pretending to be deaf and dumb, Mammon continued to laugh, "Actually, what are you thinking, I can guess it, isn't it just waiting for Yunsheng's other heroic spirits to come to save you?" That's—"

As she spoke, Mammon stretched out her hands and handed the second half of her words to the wine-swallowing boy.

"It's impossible, huhu." Smiling and placing a whiteboard in the center of the mahjong table, the wine swallowing boy smiled with a flattering face, "The other Yunshang Heroes will not come to your rescue, because they can't leave the abyss that has lost their balance, and if you want to ask why they lost their balance-"

Playing a blank slate, Mammon continued as the drunken boy ran back: "Grand Duke Vladimir, Lucifer is very unhappy when you come down, and if she is not happy, all the other heroes of the abyss will not be able to come down, otherwise it will be regarded as an all-out war against hell. ā€

His hands clenched the armrests of the chair tightly, and the face of the Grand Duke of Vladimir finally had an emotion other than anger: "Can Lucifa's words represent everything?" Amusing! ā€

Glancing at the faintly worried Grand Duke Vladimir, Mammon watched with a toothache as Beelzebub trembled and followed a whiteboard, and then lay back in his chair.

Given that Mammon was glaring at Beelzebub, the only one who could answer the worries of Grand Duke Vladimir was the drunken boy: "Ahhhh ā€

"Humph!" Grand Duke Vladimir scoffed at the words of the drunken boy, "If you want to do it, you don't need to find any high-sounding reasons!" Do the demons in hell also expect me to be the beings who abide by the contract? ā€

"Grand Duke, what you said is not right." After staring at Beelzebub for a long time, he didn't see any reaction, and Mammon retracted his gaze stupidly, "The demons on Lucifer's level are very obedient to the contract, and it is not an exaggeration to even say that they have become their XP, and Lucifer, the one who takes the lead, attaches great importance to the contract.

As a simple example, in Hell the demons led by Lucifer were the last thing they wanted to be with them, because once the old world vows were exchanged: 'I will make you happy.' The other party will become lazy and irritable, moody, and often oppress the other half, and when the other half is really unbearable, they will also say that this is the original vow, and if they violate Lucie's law, they will be punished, making countless hellish seeds who are eager for strong heirs extremely painful.

But later, after continuous exploration, someone finally found out that the problem was in the original wedding vows, if you change that sentence a little bit, it will become, "Let's be happy together." After marriage, the demon will become quite virtuous, and for a while the demon will become the most sought-after partner.

But with the birth of the heir, the problem arises again, and the oath at the time says 'we will be happy together', which does not include the offspring born later, and the demon will become a bad mother again and continue to cause headaches for the other party. ā€

After talking about this, Mammon was disappointed to find that the Grand Duke Vladimir had returned to his indifferent look, and Beelzebub still couldn't do anything, but the drunken boy applauded the venue and asked curiously: "Huhu, what happened later?" And developed a new wedding vow? ā€

Mammon pouted: "Where, later the demons were all learned, so they simply limited the marriage vows to 'Let's be happy together.'" In this sentence, countless hell seeds who pursue strong heirs can only be raised diligently by themselves, but fortunately, they have all obtained strong bloodlines, and there is nothing else to complain about. ā€

"Ahh......h

"Tut-tut, Grand Duke, do you understand now? It's not just Lucifa, that battle maniac Samael can't hold it anymore, you still obediently cooperate with us......" Glancing meaningfully, Mammon wanted to continue to admonish Archduke Vladimir, but was interrupted by Beelzebub, who had been silent for a long time.

"That's enough, Mammon, if you waste your time like this, I'll starve first." It seemed that Beelzebub was really a little hungry, and his words became impatient, "Let me come." Grand Duke Vladimir, you went to Hell this time, and there is a mature artificial fifth-level woman in the ranks of your cronies, right? ā€

Shrugging his shoulders helplessly and retreating, Mammon looked at the wine swallowing boy curiously: "The fifth level of ripening? ā€

The coquettish smile of the drunken swallowing boy became a sneer that still touched people's hearts in a short time: "Huhu, better than some leaders." ā€

"Oh." When the drunken boy said this, Mammon suddenly lost his interest and listened patiently to Beelzebub's deterrence.

"Oh? The crime of gluttony, you don't think I care about the life of a mere woman, do you? The face of the Grand Duke Vladimir remained indifferent.

"But I remember......" The series of words seemed to consume too much strength, and Beelzebub coughed in a muffled voice, "Ahem...... She's your granddaughter? ā€

"So what?" Grand Duke Vladimir Gubo was not surprised, "Since you have brought her down, you must be ready to die, and gambling with only profits is not called gambling." ā€

"Hey, I agree with that!" Mammon's eyes lit up and snapped his fingers, but unfortunately there was still only the drunken boy who held him.

Ignoring the noisy Mammon, Beelzebub raised his head haggardly, looking at Grand Duke Vladimir, who was constantly absorbing spiritual power by his gluttony, but was still light in hell with only his physical strength, and slowly said a sentence: "Then, if it is pregnant with your grandfather's child, it doesn't matter?" ā€

Grand Duke Vladimir was furious, and suddenly wanted to get up, but just by raising his arm, he was forcibly pulled down by the chains: "You dare!? ā€

In the face of the thunderous anger of Grand Duke Vladimir, Beelzebub still looked half-dead: "No way, since killing you will also be regarded as taking the initiative to trigger a full-scale war, and you are unwilling to cooperate with us to pay the price, then I have to use some other means." Although it is the fifth level of artificial ripening, it will also be a good benefit to conceive a child of a heroic spirit, not to mention a direct grandson whose bloodline is so suitable. ā€

The chains of gold trembled under the angry gaze of Grand Duke Vladimir, and although they looked like they would break at any moment, they still held him firmly to his chair, unable to break free.

After hearing Beelzebub's threat, Mammon couldn't help but whistle, and complained with a smile with the drunken boy: "Look at it, it is worthy of the sin of endless greed, compared to people like me who only like to collect valuable treasures and have high-end taste, it is not ordinary bad." ā€

In this regard, the drunken boy hid his face and smiled, and did not make any comment.

But it seems, in the absence of words, everything was said.

I don't know how long the boundless resentment lasted, and in the end Grand Duke Vladimir was still firmly bound by chains, but there was a deep layer of tiredness between his eyebrows.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Say, what's the gamble, and how do you satisfy you bastards? ā€

Seeing that Grand Duke Vladimir finally relented, Mammon happily snapped her fingers, and then countless bubbles emerged from her fingertips and floated on the mahjong table.

"The rules are very simple, these are the fragments of hell on my and Beelzebub's territory, and then we will pick one at random, and propose a situation according to the interest of the time, and then the Grand Duke will only need to bet on the opposite of the situation we mentioned. Of course, the right to bet or not is in your hands, and it doesn't matter if you find your own sure gamble. ā€

Smiling and explaining the details of the game to Grand Duke Vladimir, Mammon began to hum a song and pull up, and countless colorful bubbles alternated to form a dazzling and colorful picture.

But the picture didn't last long, Beelzebub suddenly reached out and took a random bubble and put it in his mouth, devouring the entire fragment of hell with countless terrified wails.

"Hey! You man! The colorful curtain that had been put together was easily destroyed, and Mammon was suddenly angry, "Even if it's your own hell fragment, can you watch the timing and grasp the atmosphere before you do it?" You've ruined all the atmosphere I've managed to create! You big fly! ā€

In response to Mammon's angry reprimand, Beelzebub, who had returned to a half-dead state, simply lay on the back of his seat and rolled his eyes lazily.

"Hey, I don't believe I can't teach you a lesson today!"

Seeing that Mammon was about to fight Beelzebub first, the drunken boy just lifted the sleeve of his robe, covered his mouth and chuckled, while curiously sliding the bubbles, quickly reading the fragments of hell one by one.

Then, as her finger touched a fragment of hell, she suddenly looked at the figure that flashed by and froze for a moment.

Sensing the strangeness of the drunken boy, Mammon immediately didn't care about Beelzebub's troublesome behavior, and ran to the drunken boy's side, leaning down to check the fragments of hell that stunned her.

Then, Mammon raised her eyebrows slightly: "Oh? Two third-level girls in average condition, plus a second-level kid who has been made into a stick, it seems that they have just advanced? What about their opposite? I'll see...... Ooh! The Hell Mantis, which is about to become a lord and is known for its speed, is currently seriously injured and in a cocoon state, but after hatching, why can't it be a half-step lord? Well done, wine swallow! ā€

After praising the drunken boy with flying eyebrows, Mammon followed with a laugh and looked at the Grand Duke of Vladimir: "Then take this hell fragment to bet, I bet that the three guys can survive until the rescue comes, maybe they can kill the hell mantis!" ā€

After Mammon finished speaking, the wine-swallowing boy couldn't help but show a natural charming smile: "Lord Mammon is so interested, it just so happens that the concubine thinks so, just take it, huhu." ā€

Grand Duke Vladimir dismisses this, it is well known that ordinary drifting spirits can almost be crushed by the hell seed when they are of the same level, although there are two third-level and one second-level who is seriously injured and dying in the hell fragments that Mammon said, but it is already extremely difficult to survive, and he still wants to kill the hell mantis who has recovered the second half step of the lord?

Wash and sleep, you have everything in your dreams.

As for Mammon and the drunk-swallowing boy who put their bets on it......

Just kidding, I'm definitely playing a trick on myself.

Grand Duke Vladimir just sneered and looked at Mammon and the drunken boy, without the slightest intention of answering.

At that moment, Mammon suddenly sighed in amusement, and then began to chant a strange incantation.

Thinking that Mammon was really going to turn his face and deny people, Grand Duke Vladimir just tensed the muscles of his whole body, but found that the opposite side did not seem to have the intention of flipping the table, only the blood-red mist continued to rise from behind Mammon with chanting:

"I've never turned anyone into a pig.

Some people are pigs;

I make them what they should be.

I hate your world

It allows the exterior to disguise the inside.

Your retinue are not bad people;

Unfettered life

made them like this.

As a pig,

They are under the loving care of me and my female companions

Immediately it was mild.

So I recited the charm backwards,

Show you my good

And my divine powers.

I see

We can be happy here,

Just like men and women

When they only have simple needs.

meantime

I foresee you leaving,

Thanks to my help, you dare to face the fierce roaring sea.

What do you think

A few tears upset me?

My friend

Every witch is a pragmatist at heart;

There is no one who sees the essence and cannot face the limitations.

If I just want to keep you

I can hold you like a prisoner. ā€

At the end of the song-like chant, a slender woman with short ear-length hair between brown and pink, dressed in animal skins, slowly walked out of the smoke and bowed to Mammon: "Lord Mammon, I haven't seen you for a long time. ā€

"Yo, Circe, didn't we just meet two days ago?" Facing Circe, Mammon's smile was a little reluctant for some reason, "Long story short, have you received the gift I sent over?" ā€

Glancing at Mammon as if complaining about his lover, Circe took the initiative to bend down, hugged Mammon in the chair, and said affectionately in his ear: "Two days is quite a long time for a girl in love. As for your question, it is not necessary, I love this gift, what does Mammon want me to turn her into? Sow, octopus, or ......"

The smile on his face was even more reluctant, and Mammon looked at Grand Duke Vladimir viciously: "This, it's up to her grandfather, you say yes, Grand Duke Vladimir?" ā€

Seeing that Mammon had summoned even a great killing weapon like Circe, which had injured a thousand enemies and damaged himself an unknown number of times, Grand Duke Vladimir's mind kept echoing Beelzebub's previous words, and after being silent for a long time, he finally sighed: "Since this is the case, the old man will follow." ā€