He mysteriously produced three dice, gently tapping them on the table.
It seemed like a subtle pre-roll move, which no one at the table seemed to notice any irregularity.
However, Elder Clinton, who was sitting aside, seemed to discern something and glanced at him curiously.
He noticed the flow of Order Law on the dice.
But he did not speak up.
Leonard Churchill didn't perceive anything profound, but he felt a vague sensation, as if the very rhythm of destiny was pulsating.
Reuel Bible tossed the dice, which clattered and tumbled on the table.
Their gazes were glued to the dice as they came to a halt.
They landed on "3, 4, 5".
Neither a small nor a large number.
Looking at his roll, Reuel Bible raised an eyebrow and muttered to himself, "Not a bad roll."
Then, he looked at Leonard Churchill, saying, "Your turn."
Without much thought, Leonard Churchill picked up the three dice.
