A losing guest cursed the unfairness of fate as he got up and left his position. The gamblers around him saw that the winner's luck and skill were so good that no one dared to sit at the table opposite him.

"Zhilu said that he cheated for what he was doing and why he was still playing with him?" Ashrufat asked his companion in confusion.

"Because he's not a gambler at all. Cosbodi replied. "This means that as soon as he leaves his familiar environment, as soon as he loses his grasp of victory and cannot grasp the situation – that is, when he really starts 'gambling', he will be very psychologically vulnerable. Gambling is a devil, and once it is seized by this devil, then a person will completely lose his mind, will, and money. His fear, his greed, will become a rope that will lead him to the point of no return. At this time, he will be very determined and stubborn, even if his companions try to take him out of the abyss, he will break free from the saving hand and jump down. ”

As he said this, Cosbodi smiled.

"The best part is that we don't have to have any psychological burden at all to win money from people like this, don't we?"

"Maybe...... But if you set the trap, he won't necessarily jump in. Ashrufat suddenly remembered Thomas's statement. Although gambling and the use of troops are completely different things, this basic idea should be interoperable.

"No, no, no, you don't understand, Ashrufat. Cosbodi replied softly. "It's not that we set the trap like a spider and wait patiently for him to jump in, but we make sure he will jump in before we set the trap. ”

"How can you be sure?"

"That's because greed and fear are two eternal feelings, ancient and powerful, that dominate all of humanity. Not even just humans, all intelligent beings are subject to them. As long as you know the greed and fear of the other party, it is easy to guess the other party's next move. Haluha, Ashrufat, do I not want to be a gambler, but like a philosopher? In fact, after seeing too many things, I would have had an understanding. For example, for me, gambling is only a superficial phenomenon, and the real essence is to grasp the gap in people's hearts. And the core of grasping the gap in people's hearts lies in grasping desires...... When desire reaches its highest point, the human heart will be exposed without concealment, and all the attention and vigilance of the person will cease to exist...... Almost, let's go up. ”

Ashrufat did not answer. He just silently reminisced about Cosbodi's words. “...... It's not that we set the trap and wait for the target to jump in, but that we make sure they will jump in and then set the trap......"

"Ha Luha, no one dares to play two games with me?" the crow who had just won was very proud. He's made enough money today, and it's almost time to stop...... Just as he was pondering this, he saw a stranger come across from him.

"Excuse me, is there a vacant seat here?" the stranger asked the waiter on the side. From the stranger's dress, the bodyguards around him, and most importantly, a whole cart of chips, everything labeled him as a "big fat sheep".

A big fat sheep actually came to him, and the expression on the big fat sheep's face was simply clear to say, "I am a fat sheep, come and slaughter me." The crow's interest came immediately.

"It's empty, let's have a few plays. The crow offered to invite. The total number of chips on both sides is close, which is a windfall.

......

In the Governor's Palace in Mill City, it was quiet at the moment. A middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance, a simple temperament, and a simple dress could not be more simple, in short, no different from a roadside farmer, was sitting alone at the table, reading a book seriously.

"Your refreshments, my lord. A teenager approached the middle-aged farmer-like man and laid down his cup, teapot, and a little refreshment.

"Thank you, Robin. The middle-aged man looked at the book with his eyes and reached for the cup, but unfortunately grabbed the teapot. As a result, he was so burned that his whole body was shaken, and his hand shook and almost knocked over the teapot.

"Lord Bayor, be careful!" Robin grabbed the teapot in time, and finally didn't cause a big deal. "My lord, what kind of book are you reading? Probably not yesterday's beauty appreciation atlas!" his voice became stern.

"You are also a general, and now you are here because of the king's mission, please don't do such a Meng Lang thing!" he snatched the book from Beller's hand. Fortunately, this time it was neither an "atlas of beauties" nor a book of the popular legends on the streets, but an up-to-date edition of the History of the Stygian Wars.

"Oops, Robin, you're too serious. You're a kid and you don't understand these ...... After staying in the army for a long time, you should relax once in a while......" Bayral looked self-deprecating.

"It's too much for you to say this, you have come this time on a mission from the king himself! And you have been entrusted by my country and the Ryan Kingdom at the same time, please be conscious!"

"I've been aware of it for a long time. In short, the Shem came to the royal city to accuse our king of ignoring the covenant and not providing timely assistance, and then our king put the burden on me, saying that he had given me full authority to deal with the matter...... Then, in order to appease the resentment of the Shem, in order to settle a diplomatic dispute, I was given this task of 'dealing with the vampires of the South'. That's it. Béral spread his hands and replied innocently.

"Even so, you have an obligation to deal with this matter. Robin said angrily. "After all, that's a vampire! you were the commander in chief of the siege of Callean, and the vampire won't let you go!"

"Back then, the commander-in-chief was just a name. I don't know what the road is about, and the playful look on Beller's face disappeared for a moment. "And I regret it now, we shouldn't have put so much effort into the vampire war, and it's ...... I can't even get rid of military spending. He sighed. "If we had saved some effort back then, we could have sent a little bit of men to Shem during this Greenskin invasion, and I would have been sent to this place...... It's so hot in this place, and summer hasn't arrived yet!"

"But it was always the king's order. You should take steps to deal with that vampire instead of staying here and messing around!"

"Robin, I want to too. But His Majesty the King and the Ryan did not give me soldiers, nor money, nor even the power to organize an army. I don't have anything but a team of guards and a letter of appointment from the Ryans as Acting Governor of Mill City, and even if I want to deal with the vampires, I can't do it. ”

Although this is true, from Beller's nonchalant and hippie smile, Robin is completely sure that this is just a prevarication. The boy sometimes really wondered if the general he was following was really a famous general who was invincible and invincible, or was he just a cowardly, useless waste.

Calm down, calm down, it's just that the general didn't get serious. He told himself in his heart. General Bayrell just liked to joke. Wasn't his last judgment of Greenskin's whereabouts very accurate? This Greenskin's invasion caused turmoil and chaos in Turan and Shem, while Tiberius was calm and lost nothing (except for a team of scouts), which can be said to be entirely the credit of Beller.

"Anyway, Lord Beller, I don't think it's right that we're doing nothing here. You've been here for a while, but you've done nothing but block the road. If this continues, sooner or later the merchants' complaints will reach the palace of Ryan, and your appointment as Provisional Governor of Mill City will be withdrawn. ”

"I know the way, I know the way. The king gave me a task, and it was indeed inappropriate for me to sit motionless in the governor's palace, and every day I read books and ate food, and I grew fat. This time, Beller finally spoke up. "So, I decided to ......"

"Shall we go to West Vania?"

"I've decided to hunt more and get some exercise!" replied Béral in a serious manner.

"General!" Robin almost cried.

"Just kidding! Robin, is there any news on Shem? about Greenskin. I asked you to inquire yesterday. ”

"Well, I was about to report back to you. From what I've heard from the Shem merchants in the city, it seems that General Maider has defeated the Greenskins. The merchants said that General Maider was like a god with his soldiers, and won four battles and four victories, completely destroying the main force of the Greenskins. The rest of the greenskins fled towards the Ironclaw Mountains. General Maider must still be chasing the remnants of the Greenskins. His army was almost entirely cavalry, so he moved quickly. ”

When talking about this topic, Robin's expression was a little fascinating. "The merchants say that if Queen Mother Shem had delegated the power of the army to General Maider, instead of the head of the Holy Knights, Captain Comer, perhaps Greenskin would have been defeated long ago. The fall of Oren can be said to be self-inflicted and resentful on the part of the church. ”

"Comer......" Beller smiled. "He's really not a man to command an army. ”

"You know him? Oh, by the way, he's a Holy Knight, he should be in Kalean......"

"Yes, I saw him during the first battle with Callean. The man, who seemed to be determined and meticulous, was essentially a calculating and greedy man, like the greedy miser who hid his gold in the vault. He likes to look into the distance so much that he easily trips over small rocks on the side of the road. In my opinion, if Comer is a staff member, adjutant general, or logistics officer, he can barely make do. Being a middle-level general is also qualified, but if you command a large army as a general...... It can only be said that one general is incompetent and exhausts the three armies. ”

"But General Maeder of Turan is very powerful. Robin replied. "He had retreated from the previous fiasco, and this time he relied on less than half of the enemy's strength to annihilate several times the enemy's army and completely destroy the Greenskins. His name is being praised everywhere, and I heard that the Queen Mother Shem even bestowed him with a medal. It should be the only thing in which a general in one country has received such great honor in another country. ”

"There are, too, like this one. Beller pointed to the History of the War of Stygian, which he had been reading. "General Thomas, 'St. Jean's God of War'. ”

Robin notices the creases in the book. The History of the War of Stygian is a biographical book, and these creases indicate that Bayral was entirely looking at the account of this man during this time. For Robin, the war that took place in the region of Stygia was a legend of a distant land. From the royal city of Tiberius to the region of Stygia, you have to walk half a year on horseback.

"Who is this? Thomas, my lord, is he your friend?"

"Yes...... Unfortunately, I never had the opportunity to meet this General Thomas. Bayral replied a little lonely.