How the Villain Lives

35. An eye for an eye, an eye for an eye,

The cards were not so good when Borang fought, but they were not so bad. However, the difference in the defeat against the clown was overwhelming. However, when Sung-hoon picked a defeat instead, it was not an extreme difference, but a close battle began as before. Among the paddles stretched on the floor, Sung-hoon is so different even though he randomly picks cards according to his intuition without thinking much.

'This is good luck. The most direct impact and the most ambiguous!'

It's strength. You need less strength. Agility is released if you do not give power and HP is released if you do not give defense. Magic is useless if you do not move, and wisdom is useless if you do not think. However, luck is completely different. No matter how Sung-hoon wants to adjust, there is no way to adjust.

Until now, I just said it would be better because it was unwittingly high, but when I got stuck like this, I suddenly rolled my head.

"Master. It's good to pick a good hand, but I've never won before."

"Then you want to pick it for yourself?"

"Umm. I don't think there will be any odd good deals if I choose... First, let the owner pick one or two more."

"Okay, then I'll give you a little more."

I tried a few more times, but I was forced to lose a close battle. The chip had been reduced by almost half precisely, and the wanderer pulled out the hand of Seong-hoon, who was the seal of the eye.

"That's it. I'll take care of it. The owner's watching. Even though I was a former owner, I paid for gambling to beat him. It's no big deal."

"Hohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohoho"

"Don't laugh. I'll do the reverse electrode right now."

Wanderers and clowns fighting with fever were no longer the subject of Holy Hun's attention. I have already obtained everything that the Holy Hun wants to get through Borang. Luck means the power to induce a situation in a way that will once again benefit you as much as possible. Lucky figures are a kind of power to interfere with fate.

However, this luck differed greatly from the five other abilities that apply irrespective of your will. Just now, all of Sung-hoon received paddles that complied with minimum Straight or Full House standards. Such paddles were chosen irrespective of their will. For example, it was a good paddle to get out even though you thought you should pick a paddle that meant nothing. Such abilities that are not to be construed as self-good.

'In this case, what are the criteria for judging good and bad things? In other words, the higher the level of luck, the better things can happen regardless of my will. No, I don't think so.'

Transportation Tank

Whoever is lucky is outside the realm of the normal person is lucky to follow everything he does. Your sense of fortune rises dramatically.

A transport cylinder skill that occurs when you have more than 1000 fortunes literally increases your instinct for luck. When you do something, "Oh, this feels good. ',' I don't think this is a bit, 'and the sensations of feeling have risen so noticeably. This sense refers to things that always make you feel better about yourself. On the contrary, however, if one chooses not to react to this intuition, one can at least unconditionally avoid luck in favour of oneself.

'It's not about increasing luck, it's about lowering it. At first glance, it is a skill that does not help. What the hell are we supposed to do here?'

"Yikes! This card! This is definitely something!"

"You have serious doubts. If you want, you can observe as much as you want."

During twenty battles, the Wanderer won only once and the Clown won nineteen. Moreover, he did not win with a low hand. The odds are 0.392% straighter, so the paddles are more concave and the odds of 0.00139% straighter flush are twice. Given the odds, it is much more unlikely than being hit by lightning or a lottery in a row.

"Shit, the cards are definitely fine. '

You just can't move magic, but it's easy to detect it. This card does not have the magic of something, nor does it have any pattern that can be recognized by a person. No, I could say more than that.

Previously, Borang deliberately placed a small fingernail mark on the card so that he could only recognize it during the battle. However, the clown, noticing that he left a trail, changed his card to a smiling face when the battle was over and the battle didn't happen.

'I think I'm going to have a fight.'

Glub.

Throw away one card and pick up another card and put it in the paddle. However, when he put the defeat in the hands of the traveler, the defeat in the hands of the traveler was not five, but six. It was a tremendous skill that I could only notice after seeing Sung-hoon who was looking from behind.

It was an obvious denial, but it did not deter Sung-hoon. If I was convinced that the denial would work, I would also hesitate to write the denial. The clown was just smiling whether he knew or didn't know he was picking up two cards.

"My card is flush. This edition is also my..."

"Wait a minute. I'm sorry, but I won this one. Look, it's a full house."

I was a little smiled at the face of Borang, who was anxious about winning when the chip fell to one spot. However, at that moment, the clown who had been smiling so far suddenly turned into a faceless face. It was a face that was not particularly frightening, but on the contrary, it felt more frightening as it was smiling so far.

"You. You wrote a denial, right?"

"Hmm? Denial? What do you mean?"

"It doesn't matter if you step in. Just now, obviously, I was forced to win. Luck was flowing perfectly towards me. But I can only interpret losing as something else is involved."

Chalk! Chalk!

What did Borang say? Borang's wrists were shackled.

"You don't have to say it, but you can check it yourself. This card, minus the joker, is 52 total cards. Except for the five I hold and the five you hold, the total number of paddles left should be 42. Let's count them down."

"Argh!"

"38, 39, 40, 41. Look! Here are 41 chapters. So where did the other one go?"

Otherwise, Cipher Borang's complexion suddenly became bluer. After all, even though it was not his job, he could realize two facts later when he was looking at him with a relaxed mind in a situation where he was one step away. One was that the clown didn't notice the trick until the battle broke out. And the other is that trickery is not allowed.

"Let me ask you a question for a second."

"What is it? I have to pay this demonic bitch for her misfortune!"

"Is deception not allowed?"

It was quite a strange question, but Sung-hoon was really curious. Because it was a little strange that deception was not allowed if it was his idea. And the clown gave the answer as he thought.

"No, deception itself is acceptable. As I said before, luck is not enough just to wait for it to come. We need to make sure our luck comes to us. Even if you use deception, I don't care if you win. As a result, we were lucky to win."

"I guess so. Then why..."

"But!"

So far, with invisible clapping, the clown looked down at the wanderer with cold eyes.

"It's only possible if you haven't noticed it anywhere. If you get caught, it's not luck, it's bad luck. This woman has been caught, so she has to pay for it!"

"Chet. But I still have chips? I didn't lose yet."

"You still don't know what she is. Even if there are chips left, if you get caught in the tricks you've committed, the battle is over at that moment. I don't get a second chance. You have been defeated in this battle by cheating."

Borang's expression decayed instantly, but he lightly kicked his tongue and nodded. It was not a great game, but it was just a simple symbolic game, as the owner said, because it was funny and I thought it was funny to get excited about this.

However, if she had known what was coming to her, she would not have been so easily convinced.

"If you lose, you have to pay for it! Your punishment is decapitated!"

"... What?"

Kwajik!

As soon as I curled my head to talk nonsense, the sight of the wanderer began to spin. The ground, whirling round the room, as if it were falling forward, and its visible body. To be precise, it was only his body that remained with his neck cut off.

At that moment, Borang only recognized his place. He felt a slit in his throat. Borang has a body of dysfunction, but that does not mean that he is invincible. I don't care if I cut my arms or legs, but I can't live anymore if I drop my heart, the source of my strength, and my head that I can think of.

'That, that owner..'

"... Son of a bitch."

Beyond the blurred vision, the vagrant, who was about to pour hatred toward Sung-hoon, who was joining hands lightly, disappeared with a black smoke, just as it did when it appeared. The clown, who was holding his face still for even a short time, turned 180 degrees as soon as Borang disappeared and looked at Sung-hoon with a single smile again.

"Then we should start the game again. The one who defiled the sacred battle just took care of it."

"Wait a minute before that."

"We can't postpone the battle any longer."

"No, that's not it. All you have to do is wear one item for a while."

As the clown rolls his head, Sung-hoon takes out the hypocrite's mask that he hasn't worn in a long time. When I first entered the Gateway of Wisdom, I was wearing a mask, but then I noticed that it was a test in a way that proved my abilities. Sung-hoon deliberately took off his mask.

That was to keep the mask to its maximum potential.

A hypocrite's mask that lowers the opponent's ability by up to 10% and raises his ability by up to 10% just by the sound of laughter at the end of the speech. I was trying to hide the details that would really be necessary. And now the time has come to wear this mask.

'At the gateway to strength, agility, and fitness, it's not easy to talk during a fight and activate mask options. No matter how short you try to say it, it's almost impossible to activate the option with a pool. But if this is the moment to play a card game..'

Argh.

"Yo-ho-ho-ho. That's a very curious mask. Does that give you a way to beat me?"

"At least it's more likely than it is now. Khhhh."

Adding an unnatural laugh like a clown, Sung-hoon grinned his teeth and sat in the chair where the wanderer sat. As the knight said, the test of luck is the worst. However, Sung-hoon baited the bounty and recognized the power of the other person's mindset and fortune to some extent.

That was enough for Sung-hoon. One way I could think of it was because it was Seonghun who used nasty and dirty means.

'I think this method is quite likely to succeed. But this is the best way to keep up with luck. Will luck follow me in the battle from now on?'

As he sat in the chair, the cold metal felt on his ankle. Now the dice have been thrown. All that's left is to fight.