Miss Witch’s Devotion Has Gone… Twisted

Loren was also very curious. Castio hadn’t cheated even with so much money on the line before. Now that lives were at stake, he should definitely try to cheat this time, right?

”The casino is closing now! Everyone out!”

Castio was breathing heavily, sweat already soaking his clothes. His vision was starting to blur.

He kept weighing the pros and cons, his mind racing at full speed. Finally, he shouted to drive everyone else away first.

Seeing this, the lingering gamblers all hurriedly left, some even forgetting to collect the chips they had just won.

This was indeed the best approach. Whatever he did next, no one would know.

Whether he chose to cheat or simply kill Loren outright, no one would witness it.

Although this kind of thing was easy to guess, without evidence, the impact would be much smaller.

It was still better than doing it right in front of everyone.

Most importantly, closing the casino now could prevent Loren from continuing to turn the tables after Violetta lost the death gamble.He didn’t believe Loren had only brought twenty coppers. Using just twenty coppers was merely Loren showing off.

”How should I address you?”

Castio completely ignored Violetta. He was well aware that Loren was the real threat; Violetta was nothing more than Loren’s tool.

”You can call me the Gambling Freak.”

Loren had won a hundred million with just twenty coins, more than enough to earn that name.

”Gambling Freak... a freak among gamblers? You certainly live up to that name. I’ve met many who called themselves the Gambling God, but they couldn’t hold a candle to you.”

Loren wanted to say that was a pointless statement. After all, no matter how skilled others were at gambling techniques or cheating, he was directly using cheats.

After a few polite exchanges, Castio and Violetta sat down at the gambling table, a revolver placed before each of them.

Several bodyguards stood close by, watching Castio unwaveringly. If Violetta or Loren made any transgressive move, they would act immediately.

Just like when they had cut off Violetta’s hand before.

Back then, they had used Freedom Magic. So they hadn’t actually severed Violetta’s hand; they had made her hand ”free.”

Therefore, even if she got the severed hand back, Violetta couldn’t reattach it, and she might even be killed by her own hand.

”I’d like to inspect this gun. Is that alright?”

”Go ahead.”

Faced with Loren’s request, Castio appeared very generous.

Loren didn’t hold back. He examined the revolver from top to bottom. It seemed like just an ordinary revolver; even Loren couldn’t find anything unusual about it.

”Could the mechanism not be here?”

”Can we start the game now?”

Castio straightened his clothes, having already adjusted his mindset, and requested to begin.

”Wait, before the game officially starts, there’s one more thing.”

Loren picked up the bullet box on the table and emptied its contents onto the floor.

”These are all ordinary bullets. What if you have some way to block them?

”For the sake of fairness, let’s just use mine.”

As he spoke, Loren drew the revolver from his waist and slammed it onto the table.

”My gun is loaded with enchanted bullets. They’re powerful enough to kill a High-Ranking Mage instantly.”

Loren pushed out the cylinder, dumped out the five bullets inside, and then handed the revolver to Castio.

He was worried that Castio might be immune to ordinary bullets, which would make him overconfident.

Castio also began inspecting the revolver, confirming that Loren’s gun seemed fine, but he felt Loren’s methods couldn’t be that simple.

”Don’t worry, we won’t cheat this time. I mean what I say.”

After all, Violetta’s goal was to get Castio to cheat and die. Naturally, she wouldn’t cheat herself.

”Fine, I trust you.”

Castio flashed a smile, quickly spun the revolver’s cylinder, and then slammed it back into place.

During this process, he deliberately blocked Loren’s line of sight. He seemed to genuinely believe that Loren could see the bullets inside the cylinder.

”Let’s begin. For fairness, you can choose who goes first.”

Castio placed the revolver in the middle of the table, generously allowing Loren to decide the order.

”Then I’ll go first...”

In the roulette wheel of death, the mortality rate for both parties was fair. The order of turns didn’t make much difference.

Going first meant taking the first shot, but the probability was slightly lower than going second.

Moreover, going second came with greater psychological pressure, which might force Castio to cheat.

At the same time, going first could result in dying on the very first shot, which would deny Castio any chance to cheat.

Violetta was willing to take that risk.

”Wait.”

Loren suddenly interrupted Violetta. He was worried that Castio had predicted Violetta’s intention and had controlled the position of the bullet.

But Loren didn’t simply tell Violetta to change her mind. There could be situations like ”I predicted your prediction, but you didn’t predict, or you predicted that I predicted your prediction.”

Endlessly playing this game of nesting dolls was meaningless, so Loren opted for pure randomness.

He took the revolver, held it behind his back, and spun the cylinder again.

”I don’t know where you set it, so after I spin it, neither of us will know the bullet’s position. We can start now.”

Loren handed the gun back to Violetta. She then spoke again:

”We’ll duel fairly, no cheating allowed. We’ll stake our lives completely on the table.”

”Of course. That’s the rule of the casino. I would never violate it.”

Castio still didn’t argue. Violetta pressed the revolver against her temple, and the game began.

Before pulling the trigger, Violetta gave the demon card to Loren and gestured for him to leave.

Their agreement was only for her to sit at the gambling table. Loren had already done more than enough for her. She couldn’t drag him down any further.

If she succeeded, Castio’s men would never let them go. Loren would be implicated as well.

If Violetta tried to drag him down, Loren would step on her twice and leave.

But if Violetta was genuinely looking out for him, then Loren had to see things through to the end.

In the end, Loren didn’t leave. He didn’t just want to help Violetta; he also wanted to watch the show.

Violetta was a little surprised that Loren stayed, but she chose to respect his decision.

She shifted her gaze back, glaring fiercely at Castio, her eyes burning with rage.

”Come on, a one-in-six chance...”

She pulled the trigger without hesitation. The sound of the firing pin clicked, followed by silence. The bullet hadn’t fired.

Loren could sense Violetta letting out a breath of relief, but she showed nothing on her face. She just stared at Castio angrily.

Castio remained calm as well. He pressed the gun to his own head and pulled the trigger. Again, nothing happened.

Loren sensed his emotions. There was no excitement, no fear, and certainly no relief. Only endless greed.

”Greed...”