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

Unsurprisingly, she lost again.

35 chips slid towards Wang Chong's side.

Artemis: 35.

Wang Chong: 340 pieces.

The rules have changed, the loser has become the dealer, and Artemis has become the dealer once again.

"This hand... I have to keep raising the stakes." Artemis forced herself to analyze the situation calmly, her heart pounding with anxiety. "Otherwise, once it's his turn, this guy will definitely go all in again, completely cornering me!"

However, if you increase your bets in this way, your chips will still be depleted rapidly.

In this way, one must repeatedly allow the other party to defile them in order to obtain enough leverage to keep up with this expenditure.

"Does this mean... I'm really going to let him play with my breasts for a very long time again?" The thought made her stomach churn.

Ultimately, the root of this humiliation lies in her poor skills, which emboldened her opponent and allowed them to use the threat of all-in betting to force her to increase the stakes she was trading her dignity for!

"Calm down! Artemis! Don't think about... don't think about what's on your mind!"

She squeezed her eyes shut for a moment, and when she opened them again, her gaze was fixed on her arm that stretched across her chest, futilely trying to conceal her exposed skin.

At this moment, that jade-like arm seemed to her as a shackle, locking away her courage and determination.

An almost insane idea exploded in her mind: if she wanted to truly not care, if she wanted to completely break free from the shackles of this shame, then... she should take the initiative to expose it!

Didn't he want to see her utterly humiliated and ashamed? She wouldn't let him have his way! She would turn this humiliation into a weapon for retaliation, a bargaining chip!

"Phew... I need to redeem my chips again!"

With her chest heaving violently, Artemis abruptly raised her head, her eyes, as clear and cold as moonlight, now burning with a do-or-die flame, shooting straight at Wang Chong.

"Oh?" Wang Chong raised an eyebrow, a flirtatious smile playing on his lips. "So you want me to 'pamper' you again so soon? Could it be... you've already become addicted to this feeling?"

Wang Chong's words were like sticky tentacles, trying to entangle her mind once again.

This is another one of those despicable psychological tactics!

Artemis sneered inwardly. From the very beginning of the betting game, the other party had never stopped interfering!

This time, however, she will not let them have their way!

Artemis took a deep breath, as if trying to compress all the air into her lungs and transform it into power.

Meeting Wang Chong's mocking gaze, she raised her other hand, her fingertips pointing firmly to the arm that covered her chest, her voice like shattering ice, clearly and coldly declaring:

"I will use it to exchange."

"From now on, until this gamble is over, I will never again cover up the parts of my body that are missing clothing in any way."

Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying a resolute meaning.

"I will... let you see it all, openly and honestly!"

As soon as she finished speaking, as if breaking free of shackles, Artemis abruptly lowered the jade arm that had been guarding her last shred of dignity!

In an instant, her full curves, no longer concealed, were completely exposed to the cool air and Wang Chong's unbridled gaze.

Although her fair skin was instantly flushed with a beautiful blush, and her eyelashes trembled violently with extreme shame, at this moment, Artemis's face showed more of a resolute determination, as if she were willing to sacrifice everything!

In order to win and to reclaim everything, she has completely given up this deep-seated shame!

"Condition met. Value: 15 chips." The cold voice of the Contract Law pronounced ruthlessly. The chip count instantly jumped: 35 → 50.

This time, Wang Chong's usual frivolous smile disappeared. A genuine surprise flashed in his eyes, which was then replaced by a deep, thoughtful, and scrutinizing expression.

He remained silent for a few seconds, his gaze lingering for a moment on the exposed snowdrifts, slightly undulating due to their owner's intense emotions, before slowly speaking. His voice held less of its playfulness and more of an unfathomable complexity:

"Heh... truly worthy of being a goddess with Zeus's blood flowing through her veins. The way she looks now..." Wang Chong paused, as if searching for the right words, "...finally, she does resemble the legendary goddess of the hunt. Resilient, patient, and willing to pay any price to achieve her goals..."

Wang Chong nodded slightly, as if in acknowledgment, and said with a smile, "Alright, Artemis. Let me see what kind of 'surprise' you can bring me this time, with such resolve."

Artemis did not respond further. The moment she lowered her arms, it was as if she had also released the heavy mountain of shame from her heart.

With all constraints lifted, an unprecedented sense of clarity enveloped her. At this moment, she was no longer the desecrated goddess, but a true gambler, fighting with her back against the wall!

There is only one goal—to win back everything that belongs to me!

She gripped the dice cup firmly with both hands, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force. All distractions vanished, her mind focused with unprecedented concentration. In her hands, the dice cup was no longer an instrument of torture, but a weapon!

She listened intently to every subtle sound of the dice colliding, jumping, and rolling inside the cup, drawing on the almost instinctive experience accumulated from countless previous failures to make predictions.

Her technique became steady and rhythmic, and the frequency of her swaying was precisely controlled—she was pursuing that point that was theoretically impossible to lose!

Just then, a strange and powerful feeling, like an electric current, instantly swept through her body and mind. This feeling was so familiar!

It wasn't the favor of some ethereal goddess of fortune, but a resonance emanating from the dice themselves! She clearly felt the pulse of the ultimate, strongest number, dormant within the dice!

"boom--!"

The dice cup, though seemingly weighed down with immense force, landed perfectly steadily on the table. Artemis slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, as if she had unloaded an invisible burden.

She raised her head, looking directly at Wang Chong with sharp, piercing eyes, her voice resolute and without the slightest hesitation:

"Bigger."

"Hehehe..." Wang Chong's deep laughter rang out, carrying a hint of barely perceptible amusement, "This is really... getting more and more exciting."

He picked up the dice cup as well, his movements still fluid and confident, the dice making a crisp, rapid, and dense sound like a sudden rainstorm striking a jade plate.

The voice reached Artemis's ears, but her face remained calm, her eyes as firm as a rock. She simply stared intently at Wang Chong's hand and the inscrutable expression on his face, awaiting the final judgment.

"boom--!"

Wang Chong's dice cup was also placed down. He made a "please" gesture with a blank expression.

"All in!" Artemis didn't hesitate for a moment, her voice strong and clear, as she shoved all 50 chips—symbols of dignity and determination—to the center of the gambling table! A desperate gamble!

"Hmph?" Wang Chong raised an eyebrow, and that all-powerful, chilling smile reappeared on his face. "Quite confident, huh? You actually dare to go all in again? Aren't you afraid... that because of your 'courage,' I won't hold back this time?"

His words were like the spitting of a venomous snake, attempting to destroy Artemis's newly formed conviction.

"Whether you hold back or not is your business!" Artemis's voice was resolute, sharp enough to pierce through the fog. "But whether we win or lose—that's my business!"

Her gaze was intense, as if burning with faith, and she declared loudly, "I only believe... the number I rolled myself!"

"Good! What a fine 'only believe in the number you throw'!" Wang Chong suddenly chuckled, his laughter carrying an indescribable meaning. "It seems you've finally realized what's more important on this gambling table than elusive luck and momentary bravado...

"Enough with the nonsense!" Artemis retorted defiantly, her aura intimidating. "Are you going to comply, or not?"

"Call! Of course I'll call!" Wang Chong didn't hesitate, a glint in his eyes, and pushed out 50 chips. "It's rare for Miss Artemis to show such generosity, how could I spoil the fun?"

The stakes were settled, and the atmosphere froze.

Without the slightest hesitation, Artemis abruptly lifted her dice cup!

Six! Six! Six!

Three crimson dice, like three burning stars, boldly display the perfect 18 points, symbolizing absolute pinnacle!

With the highest possible score, you'll instantly be invincible!

Upon seeing this result, Artemis's heart pounded wildly in her chest, and a huge torrent of joy and catharsis instantly overwhelmed all her repression!

She succeeded! She rolled that decisive number all by herself!

Now, all the pressure and all the attention are focused on Wang Chong's hands. He remains unhurried, with that ever-confident expression on his face, and slowly lifts his dice cup.

Remove the lid of the bowl—

Six! Five! Six!

Total: 17 points.

It's like this again! Just a little less than her! And it's that suffocating feeling again, as if everything is still under the other person's control!

Was this victory just a handout from the other side, meant to crush her newly built confidence once again?

"No!" Artemis cried out silently in her heart, her eyes sharp as cold stars. "This is my victory! I won it with the 'Leopard' I threw myself!"

She straightened her spine, her will to win the bet through her own strength like tempered steel, becoming even harder and brighter under the opponent's deliberate attacks.

"Even if he deliberately only scored a little less than me... that's just him running out of tricks, resorting to such despicable psychological tactics to break my will!"

Artemis knew perfectly well that her opponent could not beat her 18 points on points, so she could only choose to lose the 50 chips to carry out her opponent's usual despicable psychological tactics.

After all, he still has 290 coins left, so he can afford to lose.

But these 50 chips, and those three "sixes" symbolizing absolute power, are the hammer that Artemis used to completely shatter Wang Chong's control over the shadows!

“You can no longer control me with fear, Wang Chong.” Her gaze pierced through the air, as if making a silent declaration.

Chapter 673 It's time to get serious.

“Congratulations, Miss Artemis.” Wang Chong’s lips curled into a playful smile as he casually tapped the stack of chips in front of him. “It seems you’ve finally recovered quite a bit of your lost ‘capital.’ 100 chips, a pretty good starting point.”

There was no trace of regret in his tone about losing those 50 chips, as if they were just insignificant dust.

What Wang Chong truly cared about was the "masterpiece" he had personally directed.

The goddess of the hunt and the moon, Artemis, is sliding step by step into the abyss he has meticulously designed.

In order to win, she personally peeled away the cloak of pride called "shame," and the light burning in her eyes was no longer the cold indifference of moonlight, but the almost obsessive flame of a true gambler.

Wang Chong's gaze was like that of someone appraising a rare treasure, meticulously tracing her current appearance:

Her cheeks were slightly flushed from focus, and her tightly pursed lips revealed a fierce determination. Most striking were her proud breasts, which she had completely abandoned to conceal in her pursuit of victory. They rose and fell with her rapid breathing through her low neckline, outlining a breathtaking curve.

Sexy, beautiful, yet tinged with a hint of disgust twisted by desire, mixed with soaring fighting spirit—this is precisely the "work" that Wang Chong has been striving for.

Looking at the artwork, Wang Chong had a precise, almost sarcastic thought that nearly spilled from his lips: "Sexy dealer, dealing cards online~"

He even imagined with great interest what it would be like if Artemis were actually dressed in that iconic bunny girl outfit…

Especially those daring "reverse bunny girl" styles, just imagining that exposed, taut waist and bouncing snowballs... wow, it's simply a sight to behold.

"Enough talk, Wang Chong!" Artemis's voice was like ice, forcefully interrupting his reverie. "Let's begin the next round!"

She was eager to wash away the almost negligible sense of shame that had just risen within her with a new bet.

"Hehe, don't rush, Miss Artemis. Impatience is a big no-no at the gambling table."

Wang Chong chuckled softly, the sound rippling through the slightly stagnant air:

"The victory you fought so hard to win could slip away like sand through your fingers if you're not careful."

He spoke meaningfully, his eyes, which always held a playful glint, slowly narrowing, a sharp light flashing in the narrow slits, like a venomous snake locking onto its prey.

Even the sharpest knife needs to be sharpened. It seems this thorny rose needs to experience the taste of being crushed again.

While Wang Chong's mind raced, his hands moved with lightning speed.

He gave Artemis almost no time to prepare. The dice cup made only a few short, crisp clinking sounds in his palm before he slammed it firmly onto the table with a "smack," the movement so clean and efficient that it was almost perfunctory.

"Smaller." He uttered the two words calmly, his tone carrying an undeniable sense of control.

Artemis's heart skipped a beat! The other party's movements were too fast, so fast that she couldn't even catch the subtle sound of the dice rolling in the cup, let alone judge the number.

In her haste, she could only rely on a vague feeling to try to channel her strength into her wrist, attempting to replicate the mysterious vibrations she had experienced when she threw three sixes before.

However, that fleeting sense of control was now as slippery as an eel, and her mastery of the "three dots" dice pattern was clearly far from perfect.

"despair--"

Her dice cup finally fell, her voice tinged with a barely perceptible hesitation. She raised her eyes, her gaze fixed intently on Wang Chong, as if trying to pierce the wooden lid with her eyes.

“I’m betting 35.” Her voice carried a resolute determination, as if she were going all in. The rule became her shield at this moment—Wang Chong could not raise his bet if she increased it by more than 5.

“Call.” Wang Chong didn’t hesitate and pushed out a small pile of shiny chips as well. Artemis took a deep breath and also placed 35 chips on the table.

The dice cup is lifted.

Wang Chong: One dot, one dot, one dot, three dots in total. Three small scarlet dots, like three mocking eyes, coldly stared at Artemis.

Artemis: One, three, one, five in total. That glaring three-dot die felt like a needle piercing her pupils.

Three more dots!

Artemis felt her throat go dry and unconsciously swallowed, the subtle movement revealing the immense shock she felt inside.

Those three dots seemed to possess some kind of evil magic, once again crushing her underfoot.

"No! I can't think about it!"

She abruptly closed her eyes, silently roaring at herself in her heart, her nails almost digging into her palms:

"Artemis, there's nothing to be afraid of! If he could do it, so can you! Fear will only make you weak! What you fear most is what you must become! Conquer it!"