"You, you... You're being dishonest in these bets! You damn cheat!" One of Gild's friends stood up, his chair falling to the ground. His bets had been too substantial, and now he had lost over ten thousand Asura Gold Coins in just two miserable games. He pointed his finger accusingly at Gilgamesh, clearly furious.
Not only him, even Gild was becoming more skeptical about these results. How could they always be one point above the score they got? Gilgamesh wasn't a magician, so the chances of him pulling off some kind of trick were minimal, considering he was barely fifteen years old. But no matter how he looked at it, why were these two kids winning as if they were blessed by the goddess of fortune in their eyes? One or two coincidences might have been acceptable if they weren't trying to win, but there had been two genuinely significant games.
The moment that man pointed his finger at Gilgamesh, the withered old man behind him was about to chop off his arm when Gilgamesh raised his hand, causing the old man to assist and close his eyes again.
Perhaps no one noticed it, but Ghislaine felt a chill run down her spine. She knew that if it weren't for Gilgamesh, the young idiot they were accusing of cheating the fourth prince would have been cut into pieces. However, perhaps because of Eris's presence, he managed to handle the situation more calmly.
"You better mind your words, dear dog. Are you implying that Miss Eris cheated? You're not only offending her but her entire family, and that's something you should think twice about." Gilgamesh shook his head, finding it a shame that so many sought death so needlessly just when he was starting to have some fun.
Gild stood up and slapped his friend directly, then bowed slightly in apology and said, "I must apologize for my friend's behavior. I must take responsibility for him and ask Miss Eris to overlook this disrespectful insult. Perhaps it's due to the alcohol that he's acting so inappropriately."
Eris looked at the idiot who had just accused her of cheating and said, "It's normal for dogs to bark when they lose their composure, but you'd better watch your words, or else you'll receive a beating from my fists."
Gilgamesh's eyes sparkled with excitement; what beautiful words to describe an ill-mannered dog. The way she said it was just how he would have acted as a child. To be honest, he was becoming more and more interested in the daughter of the Notos Greyrat family, especially the one who stayed in this rural region.
"If you don't have money, then get out of my sight! I was careless to think that you would at least be mature enough to consider money just a means of entertainment in this place." Gilgamesh didn't even bother to give them a second look. On the contrary, he smiled disdainfully and said, "If the dogs want to play fair and square, they must provide evidence that we are cheating, something solid, not the words of a drunkard who can't control the dirty words coming out of his mouth. Did you see us cheating in any way, Miss Eris? Do you believe we were cheating?"
Gild held a stern look on Gilgamesh, concealing his intentions of wanting to swallow him whole. But once Gilgamesh pushed Eris into this, the fact that they were only spewing words without evidence made them very nervous.
Eris looked at the table with wide-open eyes and a furious expression. She didn't know the rules of this game, let alone about numbers, and she wasn't very observant when things didn't catch her attention. However, they had won every single round without losing. She was so angry that she responded as she always did, "What a bunch of crybaby dogs. When you were ahead in the numbers, you were mocking us. You were even laughing shamelessly in front of us. But now that you're losing, all you do is accuse us of cheating."
"Miss Greyrat, it's not like that..."
"You really have the nerve to tell us we're cheating. I was right there with Gil the whole time! All we did was roll the dice just like you did. How could we do anything dishonest? How dare you accuse us of cheating? You were the ones who invited us to play here, I bet we wouldn't be in this place right now if it weren't for one of your workers."
"Who? Who invited you to come and gamble?" Gild asked, slumping into his chair with his lifeless body.
"It was him!" Eris pointed at Elijah, who was jumping for joy as he looked at all the coins he had won. But when he saw everyone staring at him, his body suddenly froze.
"He was the one who first invited Gild to come here! It would be very strange if he didn't know this place, with so few gambling houses willing to bet such high sums, there must be some kind of scheme behind how this place operates. That can only mean he's bringing players with money for you to leave them with nothing! I can't imagine how many people you've ruined. Do you take me for a fool?"
Everyone was surprised, even Gilgamesh. No one could have imagined that this girl of no more than nine years old had such a sharp mind.
...
In a room on the second floor of a restaurant not far from the gambling house:
"Reporting, a seemingly wealthy young man has entered the gambling house. However, it appears he was accompanied by Miss Eris of the Greyrat family." A man who seemed to be a bodyguard reported to the man who was dining.
"Eris Greyrat? Why would someone like her go to the gambling house?" The man speaking was around nineteen years old, a powerful mage who was traveling the world with Gild and the others. His name was Eldric.
"Probably not deliberate; they coincidentally met on the way, and Miss Greyrat became interested in the games. In the end, she followed the young man who is now gambling with his friends, my lord." The bodyguard was observing everything from the shadows, and his job was to report everything to Eldric.
"Even if it was by chance, the guy my foolish friends are gambling with must be someone of high status for the daughter of the Greyrat family to even consider accompanying him. The damn luck we have is the worst!"
Eldric took a sip of wine and said, "If that's the case, you must inform Gild and the others not to mess with that person. They may not be seeing who they really have in front of them. Tell them to come up with some excuse to leave that place, even if they have to lose money in the process. They should also invite that young man to another gambling gathering, go now!"
"Yes!" The bodyguard hurriedly left the restaurant, but unfortunately, it was already too late.