bookcurios Chapter 262 Odds of Winning
Chapter 262 Odds of Winning
"Knight! You've worn the threshold down again!!!"
"Sorry, sorry!"
"What good is being sorry? This will cost you money! I don't have any money left, you'll have to figure out how to pay me yourself!"
"Dopp... my money... isn't it all with you...?"
"Humph!"
The one who broke through the threshold was a knight in heavy armor, with a small figure in black robes perched on his shoulder, constantly scolding him.
This scene left everyone speechless. After all, it was unexpected that such a tough guy would be scolded by such a petty person. The contrast was really too great.
"Wait, he seems to be..."
"A giant...sword? Yes! It's a giant sword!!!"
"Nate the Greatsword, one of the thirty-two contestants in the God Wars, who advanced to the finals with a sweeping victory in the preliminary rounds!"
"Huh? Is it really him?"
"Just look at his build! With that size and that attire, who else could it be but a giant swordsman!"
"Wow~ I didn't expect to see a giant sword here. Can I go up and ask him for an autograph?"
After recognizing the one as the Greatsword, one of the thirty-two warriors of the God War, everyone showed surprise and delight. After all, in their eyes, it was like meeting a celebrity.
Even Dogtooth and the other two were slightly surprised when they found Knight. After all, they had only heard that the guy was very strong, but they did not expect that seeing him now would far exceed their expectations.
"I feel like he'll be a formidable rival..."
Upon seeing Knight's imposing figure, the blue-haired woman couldn't help but lick her lips, a hint of desire flickering in her eyes.
"Yes."
Even Dogtooth, who is usually foul-mouthed, couldn't help but praise him. He was special because he was very sensitive to the perception of strong people.
Basically, he can tell a person's strength just by getting a little closer. Unless someone deliberately hides it, they can't escape his perception. Green Snake often jokingly calls him a dog with a nose.
Dogtooth sensed a pressure emanating from Knight, and it wasn't a small pressure at all. This was the feeling of a strong person. Dogtooth was secretly alarmed and prayed that he would not encounter this guy too soon.
Meanwhile, in another corner of the tavern, Lin Tian looked at Knight, who had shocked everyone and was being praised by them, but instead of going up to acknowledge him, he gave him a scrutinizing look.
"They do have some skill..."
Lin Tianmin took a sip of sake, his expression not as overly shocked as the others. However, as if he had thought of something, he adopted a teasing expression and turned to the person beside him, asking:
What are your chances of winning against him?
70%? 50%? Or 90%? Or perhaps you haven't tried it and can't give an answer?
Lin Tian was somewhat looking forward to his answer.
Faced with Lin Tian's question, the man remained silent at first. Just when Lin Tian thought he was thinking about the answer, the man suddenly said calmly:
"I win."
....................
"Sir Silverhand!"
"Ah."
"Greetings, Lord Silverhand!"
"Ah."
"Sir Silverhand..."
"Ah."
Silver Hand walked through a dark passage, and almost everyone he passed greeted him, to which he responded with a nod.
After several turns, he continued forward until he reached a gate.
"Sir Silverhand!"
Standing on either side of the gate were two men wearing gold masks and waiter's uniforms, who also greeted Silver Hand.
"I'm here to see an adult."
"The master has been waiting for you for a long time."
After a few simple words, the two masked waiters took out their keys, inserted them into the door lock, and turned them at the same time.
click!
As the door slowly opened, Silver Hand nodded to the two men before stepping inside.
The first thing that caught his eye was gold, and vast swathes of gold.
If I had to describe this room in one word, it would be "luxurious." If I had to describe it in four words, it would be "inhumanly luxurious."
Upon entering this room, almost everything you see gleams with a dazzling golden light, and any piece of furniture here could provide an ordinary family with enough to live comfortably for several years.
Of course, none of these were the most dazzling things; the most dazzling thing was the throne in the center of the room.
The throne was like a king's throne, made entirely of pure gold and inlaid with a large number of various gemstones. Even from a distance, one could feel its extravagance.
"You came."
Since it's a seat, there must be someone sitting there, and the person who can sit in such a seat must be someone of considerable status.
"Yes, Lord Golden Hand!"
Sitting in the chair was a middle-aged man with a robust physique. He had his hair slicked back and was grinning. A cigar that looked quite expensive was held between his gold teeth.
This is the underground emperor of the Sand City, Golden Hand.
"I heard... someone's been trying to find out about me lately?"
Golden Hand slowly rose to his feet, and in the blink of an eye, a pair of golden dice appeared in his hand. He played with the two dice as he approached Silver Hand.
"Yes... that's right..."
As the golden hand drew ever closer, the silver hand grew slightly nervous. This was understandable; anyone, except those at the pinnacle of the Sand Kingdom, would feel nervous in the face of this man.
"Oh! It's been a long time since something like this has happened. In that case... is the matter resolved?"
"No...no..."
"No?"
The golden hand looked amused as he gently placed one hand on the silver hand's shoulder and slowly pressed it down.
Silver Hand naturally dared not defy Gold Hand, and immediately knelt down. With this kneeling, he was no longer on the same plane as Gold Hand, but Silver Hand dared not look up, let alone get up.
He could only watch helplessly as the two golden dice spun endlessly in the golden hand, round and round.
"I heard that Osian is dead."
"Yes, although his body was not seen, most people suspect that he was assassinated."
"Humph~"
"That guy... was too flamboyant. If he had been like me, nothing would have happened... What a pity... what a pity..."
"Lord Osian is naturally no match for you. Whether it is strategy or strength, Lord Golden Hand, you are the pinnacle of this city."
Faced with Silver Hand's flattery, Gold Hand's expression didn't change much. He simply placed his hand on Silver Hand's face and gently stroked his silver mask.
"Resolve this as soon as possible..."