Knight Lords: Infinite Simulation and the Path of Light

Chapter 77 The Strange Dice
Seeing that he had indeed won, Benjamin was overjoyed. There was definitely something wrong with that die. No, no, how could there be anything wrong with it? There was absolutely nothing wrong with it. It was Benjamin's lucky charm.

Thinking of this, Benjamin couldn't help but feel overjoyed. What did he need the lousy Antlers Hotel for? With this, the entire Dingdang Hotel should be his. Looking at the dice on the table, his eyes gleamed with greed.

Looking at Havent again, his eyes had changed. So what if he's a young and promising mage? Meeting me, Blood Blade, is your bad luck. If I don't take away your last copper coin today, I, Benjamin, have lost my mind.

“Mr. Will, thank you for your generosity. Then we’re even. I apologize for any offense I may have caused earlier.”

He picked up the gold coins Haven had thrown on the table, but showed no intention of leaving. Instead, he stared intently at Haven.

"Mr. Will doesn't seem to have anything to do right now. I wonder if you'd still be in the mood for a few more rounds?"

As he spoke, he tossed the gold coins he had just won, and fearing that Haven might disagree, he quickly added:
"But it doesn't matter if you don't dare, after all, I, Blood Blade Ben, am a well-known gambling god in Helgen."

Haven couldn't help but chuckle at Benjamin's clumsy attempt to provoke him. But there was nothing else to do at the moment, so it was fine to play around. After all, he was curious about what he had just heard as the sound of a large object falling.

"Again!"

As he spoke, he took out five more gold coins and threw them onto the table.

Seeing that this arrogant fellow had indeed taken the bait, Benjamin quickly grabbed the dice, put them in the water glass, and shook them, afraid that Havent would change his mind.

"Mr. Will, big or small?"

Haven leaned back lazily in his chair and thought for a moment.

"big."

It was 1 o'clock when Benjamin opened his water glass.

"what?"

Seeing that the dice that were revealed were different from what he had heard, Haven became a little interested. He had always been able to hear the correct answer when he played with Paimon before.

"Come again."

Benjamin's breathing quickened as he saw the 10 gold coins Haven threw onto the table. This mage was really rich. He wiped non-existent sweat from his forehead and shook his head again.

"Mr. Will, big or small?"

This time, Haven listened carefully, thought for a moment, and said with great certainty:

"Small!"

As Benjamin slowly opened the water glass, a bright 6 appeared before everyone's eyes, and the crowd that had secretly come to watch gasped in astonishment.

'Damn it, why is Ben Affleck having such a lucky streak today?'

'Yes, yes, that gambling addict, if it weren't for his good older sister, the debt he'd owed over the years would be enough to break his legs seven or eight times over.'

'Tsk tsk tsk, this monk is probably going to bleed a lot today.'

"Nonsense! Do you think you're like me? The little bit of stuff that the monk spills is enough to feed us for a year."

Benjamin suppressed his excitement, smeared the 10 gold coins on the table in front of him, and looked at Havent cautiously.

"Mr. Will, I'm so sorry, I won again. Would you like to play again?"

Although Benjamin tried his best to smile kindly, Haven noticed the greed in his eyes.

'Interesting, is this guy cheating? But I haven't heard any other sounds!'

The series of defeats successfully piqued Havent's interest, and this time he pulled out a money pouch and threw it on the table. "Here are thirty gold coins. Continue."

As Benjamin watched the money bag land on the table with a dull thud, he began to breathe heavily, his hands trembling slightly with excitement.

You know, a normal worker's annual salary is only about ten gold coins. Some low-level adventurers can earn thirty or forty gold coins, but that's with the risk of encountering danger at any time. Now, in just a few minutes, he has already won twenty gold coins, and there are still thirty left in front of him. How can he not be excited?

"Okay, okay, since you're so bold, Mr. Will, I, Ben, will make sure you have a great time today."

As he spoke, he covered the water glass with both hands and shook it wildly. With a crisp crack, Benjamin stared wide-eyed at Haven.

"Mr. Will, big or small?"

For a moment, the surroundings fell silent. Although they weren't sitting in the seats, it didn't stop everyone from watching the scene with tension. This was a bet of thirty gold coins, enough to build a big house in Helgen.

This time, Haven didn't rely solely on his ears to confirm. Instead, he raised his right index finger and pressed it against his temple. As the demonic energy was slowly injected, his gaze passed through Benjamin's large hand and looked into the inside of the cup.

"what?"

To Haven's surprise, the Mage's Eye he learned from the Tentacle Monster was not working properly; the surface of the dice looked as if it were covered in a layer of mist.

'Oh, I see. I was wondering how this idiot could cheat without me noticing.'

Having received the answer, Haven gave a handsome smile, but little Lori, sitting diagonally opposite Haven, didn't seem to think so. He thought he saw a hunting instinct in Mr. Will's face.

"I've always made the choice, but this time you choose."

Benjamin, who was waiting for the can to be opened, was taken aback. He hadn't expected Havel to say that, but his string of victories filled him with confidence in the dice. He gritted his teeth and said loudly:
"Okay, since Mr. Will lets me choose, I'll choose the bigger one!"

As Benjamin finished speaking, he quickly raised his hands.

Holy crap!

'Hiss...hiss...Am I dreaming?'

'My God! Is Benjamin blessed with good fortune?'

As the glass was lifted, a large six appeared before everyone, and Benjamin began to roar with excitement, pounding his chest with his fists.

Haven didn't show any expression when he saw the six, as expected. He was now somewhat interested in this interesting die. Since you used it, don't blame me for faking it for you.

"Big Ben, right? You're really lucky. You truly deserve to be called the God of Gamblers, Helgen."

Hearing Haven's words, Benjamin snapped out of his excitement at winning the bet and looked at Haven with a smug grin, saying:
"Oh dear, I'm so sorry, Mr. Will, I didn't expect to have such good luck today. Do you want to play again?"

As he spoke, he looked Haven up and down, his eyes filled with undisguised contempt.

"Play, of course we'll play, this is nothing."

As he spoke, he tossed out 10 gold coins. Benjamin looked at them and saw that they had turned into 10 gold coins again, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes. But he quickly recovered. 10 gold coins were still a lot. Looking at the 10 gleaming gold bakas on the table, he felt as if they were already his.

“Mr. Will, I must apologize to you, these 10 are mine now.”

Looking at Benjamin, whose face was flushed with excitement, Haven shook his head slightly, placed his left hand on his cheek, and looked at Benjamin through his fingers with his left eye.

"Even the best luck can't beat a predetermined fate."

(End of this chapter)