A Villain's Journey Begins in the Type-Moon World

The cold, hard laws of the contract instantly settled the score:

Artemis: 74.

Wang Chong: 126 pieces.

Seeing Artemis abstain, Wang Chong couldn't help but smile, a smug gleam in his eyes.

Wang Chong gently shook his head, his tone carrying a deliberate hint of regret:

"I didn't expect Miss Artemis to be so cautious... Alas, what a pity. Even though I was trying to let you win, you ultimately lacked the heart of a true gambler and missed this great opportunity to turn the tide."

Chapter 666 The Gamble Begins (Part 2)

As soon as he finished speaking, he casually lifted his dice cup.

The bottom of the cup clearly shows—

Three bright red dots pointing upwards!

One point, one point, one point! A mere 3 points in total!

In other words, if Artemis had been able to withstand the pressure and call, she could have won those crucial 25 chips based on the points she had placed earlier!

This huge psychological gap felt like a cold hammer slamming into her heart.

“Wh…what…” Artemis’s gaze was fixed on the three glaring red dots at the bottom of Wang Chong’s dice cup. Her throat felt as if it were being choked by an invisible hand, and her voice was dry and trembling.

A surge of hot blood rushed to her head, and intense regret instantly entwined her heart like a poisonous vine, almost suffocating her.

She now fully understood Wang Chong's scheme: from the very beginning, he had been meticulously weaving an invisible web of fear, pressing her step by step, plunging her into a quagmire of panic and cowardice.

Subsequently, the opponent seized the opportunity precisely, using the tactic of changing the rules to create a false impression of certain victory and invincibility, ultimately successfully tricking her into giving up the call and wasting an opportunity!

The fact that the opponent deliberately rolled three 1s, the lowest possible number, amplified this psychological gap even further.

It was like rubbing salt into her bleeding wound, with the aim of completely destroying her ability to make subsequent judgments.

Artemis knew perfectly well that this was a psychological tactic employed by the other side, but rational understanding could not quell the turmoil of frustration churning within her.

The more she tried to banish this regret, the deeper her thoughts sank into it, as if falling into a sinking vortex. The scene of missing the opportunity replayed in her mind again and again, gnawing at her confidence.

"Alright, Miss Artemis, it's your turn to take the lead. Let's get started." Wang Chong's voice was calm and even, yet carried an undeniable urgency, breaking the suffocating silence.

Under Wang Chong's intense gaze, Artemis had no choice but to mechanically pick up the dice cup.

Her movements were stiff and slow, her mind already consumed by regret. Her wrists trembled weakly as she shook the dice cup, barely able to hear the dice clattering inside.

When she absentmindedly placed the dice cup face down on the table, her mind was a complete blank, and she had no way of knowing what number she had rolled.

"Compare...compare the bigger ones." She almost subconsciously, with a hint of evasion, announced the method of comparing sizes, her voice weak.

Even after Wang Chong finished throwing the chips, her fear still prevailed, and she only dared to bet a mere 5 chips, as if that would minimize her losses.

"So that won't do, Miss Artemis."

Wang Chong slowly shook his head, his tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible contempt and regret:

"You don't have the heart of a true gambler. You lack the courage to go all in, and you just procrastinate and live a life of conservatism... Lady Luck will not favor such a cowardly soul."

"Shut up! Stop bothering me with those words!" Artemis suddenly looked up and let out a sharp shout, trying to dispel the unease in her heart with anger.

As if eager to prove something, or perhaps to interrupt Wang Chong's irritating words, she abruptly uncovered her dice cup.

"How...how could this be!" The moment she saw the dice, her pupils contracted sharply, and she exclaimed in disbelief.

The bottom of the cup clearly showed 1 point, 2 points, 2 points, totaling only a paltry 5 points, pitifully small.

On the other side, Wang Chong calmly lifted the dice cup, and the sum of the points reached 14, winning with an overwhelming advantage.

The cold, hard law of the contract flashed slightly, and the stakes were settled instantly:

Artemis: 69.

Wang Chong: 131 pieces.

The gap widened relentlessly. Artemis clenched her fists so tightly that her nails almost dug into her palms.

"Is it really my fault? Am I not decisive enough?" This thought, like a dark cloud, heavily shrouded her mind and wouldn't go away.

Wang Chong seemed to have grown tired of the slow pace, and his subsequent actions suddenly accelerated.

He first casually and deliberately lost a small game, casually "returning" the 5 chips to Artemis, and then immediately regained the dealer position without hesitation.

The laws of contract are settled once again:

Artemis: 74.

Wang Chong: 126 pieces.

After Wang Chong rolled the dice and announced "lower," a meaningful smile appeared on his lips as he spoke again:

“Miss Artemis, you should thank me for changing the rules to make the loser the banker. If it were the winner, with your worthless appearance, I would probably have won all the chips by now.”

His words were like fine needles, precisely piercing Artemis's most vulnerable nerves.

Under Wang Chong's watchful gaze, Artemis completed the throw with a heavy heart and stiff movements, not even daring to think too much about her score.

At that moment, Wang Chong made a very imposing move—he pushed all 34 chips onto the center of the gambling table without hesitation!

"Now, will you choose to run away again, or will you muster the courage to truly challenge me?"

Wang Chong's voice carried a sense of absolute certainty, as if he were in complete control of the situation.

"I must remind you that I will keep increasing the bets in the coming rounds, and you only have two chances left to fold."

After speaking, he leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms, and fixed Artemis with a sharp gaze like that of a hawk, quietly awaiting her decision.

"I...I..." Artemis's gaze darted frantically between her dice cup and Wang Chong.

At this moment, her mind was in complete turmoil, and she was unable to concentrate on sensing or guessing the number of points inside the cup.

Artemis looked at Wang Chong's confident demeanor, and a huge question churned in her mind:

Could this be another elaborate scam? Is the other party using psychological tactics again to create false pressure, just to trick her into giving up this precious betting opportunity?

"No...we can't go on like this!"

Just then, a resolute voice cried out in her heart:

"Whether I throw a big number or a small number, I absolutely cannot run away again! I cannot give him the opportunity to give up so easily again!"

Artemis took a deep breath, as if she wanted to inhale all her fear and hesitation into her lungs and then crush it.

She raised her eyes, her gaze fixed on Wang Chong's face with a resolute determination, as if she had made a desperate gamble.

The other party is likely using the same old trick again, probably hoping she will give up the opportunity once more, thus completely shattering her confidence.

She has already used one of her three chances to waive a bet. If she wastes another one, she will only have one chance left to waive a bet, and in the future, she will be completely helpless and have no room for maneuver in betting.

"I'll call!" Artemis's voice, filled with unwavering determination, resounded clearly above the gambling table.

The moment she finished speaking, almost with a sense of relief and anticipation, she abruptly lifted her dice cup!

2 points, 1 point, 1 point! Only 4 points in total!

The moment Artemis saw this almost limitless number of dots, an immense joy struck her like an electric current!

"I did it! I didn't make the wrong decision!" Artemis exclaimed in her heart.

At that moment, she truly felt the reward for mustering her courage. Fortune indeed favors those brave enough to take a gamble!

"Wow...that's pretty lucky."

Wang Chong chuckled lightly, his tone revealing little surprise, but rather a hint of playful appreciation:

"In that case, Miss Artemis should also be able to understand the true meaning of the so-called 'gambler's resolve', right?"

He paused, his voice carrying a seductive power:

"Gambling, in essence, is inseparable from courage. Only by having the courage to bet everything can one truly grasp one's own luck in gambling."

"Ha, there's no need to spout this lecturing nonsense here,"

Now that Artemis had regained some confidence, she coldly interrupted the other person's "preaching," her voice regaining its icy quality:

"You'd better hurry up and reveal your dice cup. We'll only know the result when it's shown!"

"Hehe, don't rush, Miss Artemis. You still have a long way to go in the game of gambling."

Wang Chong smiled nonchalantly, speaking slowly and deliberately as he reached for his dice cup.

"Let me first congratulate you on taking the first step on the path of a gambler and learning the crucial first lesson—courage."

After saying that, his gaze suddenly turned incredibly sharp, and a sinister smile appeared on his face: "Then next, I will give you this second lesson properly, so that you will understand deeply: luck is never everything in a gamble!"

As he finished speaking, the dice cup was completely uncovered, and the numbers on the three dice were laid bare before Artemis's suddenly contracting pupils:

1 point! 1 point! 1 point! Only 3 points in total!

It's exactly the same as before, symbolizing the absolute minimum number of points!

And this same number of points led to the same result... Artemis failed.

This cruel outcome, like a fatal kick on the edge of a precipice, ruthlessly plunged Artemis, who had just reached the pinnacle of hope, back into the abyss of despair!

“Three o’clock… How could that be? Smaller than me!” Artemis exclaimed in disbelief, her voice filled with collapse and incredulity.

She had just been blessed with luck, rolling a 4 that was almost impossible to surpass! Theoretically, the only thing that could beat her was a 3 with a slim probability.

However, fate seemed to play the cruelest joke on her, and she lost because of that one and only, the smallest number of points!

This was not just a failure, but also the most merciless mockery and devastating blow to her newly ignited courage!

The cold, unyielding light of the contractual rules flashed mercilessly once more, executing its absolute judgment.

The cold, unyielding light of the contractual rules flashed mercilessly once more, executing its absolute judgment.

The number of chips changed instantly, those cold numbers proclaiming the cruel reality:

Artemis: 40.

Wang Chong: 160 pieces.

Chapter 667 Artemis the Walking Dead

Artemis's situation is no longer just precarious...

No, to be more precise, at this moment she was already deeply mired in the quagmire of despair, unable to see a glimmer of light.

The man before her completely understood and firmly controlled her every thought.

He not only anticipated that she would eventually muster the courage to face the challenge, but he also wanted to personally shatter that newly sprouted courage, along with her previous confidence, right before her eyes! Trample! Tread them into the dust!

"We can't win...we simply can't win..."

This suffocating thought, like a curse, roared and echoed wildly and unstoppably in her blank mind, devouring the last bit of her fighting spirit.

The cold dice cup seemed to lose its weight in Artemis's hands; each time she picked it up, shook it, and put it down, it was just a mechanical repetition.

Her eyes were empty; the once sharp, hawk-like eyes of the moon goddess were now veiled by a layer of gray mist.

Wang Chong's words, the crisp sound of the chips clashing, and even the oppressive aura of the contractual laws enveloping him, all seemed to be separated by a thick blanket, no longer clearly perceived by his own senses.

"Bigger..."

"Smaller than..."

"Bet on 5 coins..."

"and……"

She responded to the commands numbly, like a delicate doll whose soul had been ripped out.

Whether the roll is good or bad, whether the bet is large or small, it all seems meaningless. Winning? That's nothing more than bait offered by the opponent to prolong the torment.

Losing? It was a predetermined outcome, so what difference would it make if we lost one more time or one less?

Her confidence and courage, along with her pride as a goddess and her will to resist, had been completely pulverized by those three glaring "1"s.

Now, all that sustains her is a sliver of instinct, driving her body to perform the actions required by the contract.

Wang Chong always wore that calm smile that conveyed a sense of complete control and a hint of amusement.

He watched Artemis play out this game, which had long since lost its suspense, like a walking corpse, without a trace of pity in his eyes, only a cold appreciation for the dying state of his prey.

He precisely controlled the rhythm of the game, sometimes winning back 5 coins, and sometimes deliberately "losing" a few, so that the house position would return to him.

The changing chips on the table silently tell a cruel story.