The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman

from the topmost dice.

However, the tower of dice was extremely unstable.
The topmost dice was touching the cup, and it was bound to collapse if the cup was removed straight up.

‘He made a double trap just in case I might figure out the number on the dice.’

The first trap was to pile the dice into a tower to create the number one, which was normally impossible to get, and the second trap was to collapse the dice upon removing the cup to create a new number in case Raon guessed one.

The Gambling Monster must’ve controlled the angle of dice so that they would fall into a number that he expected.
His dexterity was truly amazing.

‘It’s pointless though.’

Raon smiled faintly.
Since he figured out all of his tricks through the Evil Eye of Wrath, it was pointless against him.
Personally examining the inside of the cup was the correct decision.

“Do you need more time?”

“I’ll go with one.”

Raon nodded lightly.

“One? Why is he calling one? It should be at least three.”

“I know right? Why is he doing that now? That’s crazy!”

“But it can be one if the dice pile up into a tower!”

“Do you really think that’s possible? It’s just impossible!”

“It’s completely possible if you take into account the Gambling Monster’s dice skills.”

“He’s not an average gambler, after all.”

The spectators swallowed nervously, wondering about the outcome.

“Hmm.”

The Gambling Monster scratched his chin while looking at the cup.
Raon admired his nerve of steel that allowed him to maintain his expression even though he’d said the right answer.
The Gambling Monster closed his eyes before opening them again, then nodded.

“I’ll go with twelve, then.”

He finished his calculation and raised his hands.
He meant to say that he wasn’t going to play any tricks.

“I’m raising it now.”

Raon moved his hand towards the cup.
Not a single breath could be heard, and he could feel that every gaze in the gambling house was following his hand.

Tap.

He slightly tilted the cup to the left side as he raised it.
He could feel the dice touching the right side of the cup being pushed to the other side.

“Ugh!”

Alongside the Gambling Monster’s agitated groan, the steel cave opened up and the dice were revealed.
The three dice were forming a tower, and only one spot was facing the sky.

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[Translator – Kyangi]

[Proofreader – Harley]

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“Woaaaah!”

“It’s one! He really guessed right when it’s just one!”

“That’s insane! That’s crazy!”

“This is how you gamble!”

“Wow! He just won 6,000 gold coins with that number one!”

“The Gambling Monster just lost all of the money that he’s won here so far!”

The spectators burst into cheers as if they were the ones who won the gamble.
They were excited by the fact that the underdog Raon had defeated the Gambling Monster, who was an absolute being when it came to gambling.

Tap.

Raon furtively pushed the dice to make them form the number that they would’ve gotten if he didn’t pay special attention while opening the cup.
The first and second dice fell on the ground to make up to twelve spots in total.
As he expected, everything fell under the Gambling Monster’s calculations.

‘That’s a nice expression he has.’

Contrary to the shining gold coins, the Gambling Monster’s face looked like he’d just eaten shit.
He must not have expected Raon to figure out both of his tricks.

“Haa…”

The Gambling Monster’s face gradually turned red.
He apparently stopped trying to hold himself back, since the bet was over.

“How did you even figure it out?”

“I just thought about it.
About why you suggested this method, and what your plan would be.”

Raon picked up one of the gold coins filling the table, then continued.

“Since I humiliated you, you must’ve wanted to return the humiliation.
Because you would be prepared for all scenarios, I thought you would make the number one for the dice, as that’s not something people would normally think of, and make the dice touch the cup just in case I did figure it out.”

Although he actually found out through the Evil Eye of Wrath, it was easy to make up a believable excuse.
The Gambling Monster’s face gradually turned pale as he listened.

“Wow…”

“Were they actually competing with tactics there?”

“I’m sure that they are both crazy.
How did they even think about something like that?”

“Oh my god.”

The souls left through the gamblers’ eyes as they heard Raon’s explanation.

“D-Did you actually predict that?”

The Gambling Monster bit his lip tightly.

“Yes.
I was counting on your gambling skills.”

Raon nodded calmly.

“I’ve been in the palm of your hand from start to finish.”

“I was just lucky.”

“Kuaaaaah!”

The Gambling Monster bent his body backward and shouted.
The roar coming from his large body shook the entire gambling house.

“Haa…”

The Gambling Monster exhaled deeply as he lowered his head.
His face looked like he had lifted a weight off his mind.

“You are the first person to make me lose so much money and sanity.”

He nodded, then opened his big hand to point at the gold coins piled up on the table like an ocean.

“Take them.
You deserve them.”

The Gambling Monster stood up, while saying that he acknowledged Raon.

“Thank you.”

Raon nodded, then checked the mountain of gold.

‘6,000 gold coins…’

It would be difficult to use up that amount even if he lived in luxury for the rest of his life.
It looked like he wouldn’t need to worry about money anymore.

‘Let’s start by expanding the annex building.’

Raon decided on the first expenditure and looked aside.

“Dorian.”

“Yes? Ah, yes!”

Dorian was just standing there, unable to close his mouth in astonishment.
He hurriedly came to the table to pour all of the gold coins into his belly pocket.

“L-Let me help you too!”

Rimmer quickly came towards them and took the gold coins.
He put half of them into Dorian’s belly pocket and the other half into his pants, but Raon didn’t say anything—he just needed to take them back later.

“The Frostfire Sword of Valor won the first match of the Promise of Three.”

“It’s been a really long time since the last time I saw Sir Gambling Monster lose a bet.
I think it’s been over ten years.”

“I wonder if the Promise of Three will finally be conquered today.”

“That’s impossible.
We’ve got the drinking match next.
I’ve never seen him get drunk before.”

“You said that before the gambling match as well.
We don’t know who’s going to win until it happens.”

The spectators licked their lips in anticipation for the second match.

Smack!

The Gambling Monster, who’d been thinking about something while staring at the sky, kicked the emptied table.
The large table destroyed the ceiling and flew away.
Although he looked like he got a weight off his mind, he also looked extremely angry.

“Let’s start the second match now.
Bring the White Dragon!”

Following the Gambling Monster’s hand gesture, a round table and a huge pot were brought out from the inner part of the gambling house.
The pot was filled with liquid that was as transparent as water.

“This liquor is called the White Dragon.
It’s so cool that it feels like your blood has been frozen.”

“Hmm…”

Raon narrowed his eyes, looking at the transparent liquor brimming inside the pot. 

‘He brought a strong one.’

Just like the saying, ’deeper ocean is darker, and stronger liquor is more transparent’, the White Dragon was one of the three strongest liquors on the continent.

He really must’ve wanted to win, considering he brought that one out when the liquor was often called poison.

“You lose if you use aura or an artifact to remove the intoxication.”

“I’m aware.”

“I like your answer.”

The Gambling Monster filled a large bucket completely by scooping up the liquor from the pot.

“The side dish will be here soon.
Let’s get started with the first shot!”

He poured the White Dragon in the bucket into his mouth without any hesitation.

“Kaah!”

The way he was laughing while showing his teeth after swallowing such a strong alcohol gave Raon goosebumps.

“Haa…”

Raon sighed, then rotated the Ring of Fire.
Feeling the heat inside his heart, he scooped up the liquor with a bucket and slowly gobbled it down.

“Kuh…”

It felt like a fireball was passing through his mouth and throat.
It wasn’t tasty at all—it was just painful instead, full of the stench of alcohol.

He felt dizzy from drinking the extremely strong liquor at once, but the Ring of Fire resonated to disintegrate the alcohol’s poison in an instant.

‘As expected.
I can easily last for a long time now.

The Ring of Fire was relieving the pain in his mouth and throat, on top of removing the intoxication.
It was more than tolerable, since it could be considered training to increase the Ring of Fire’s proficiency.

Splash.

Raon looked at the Gambling Monster sitting in front of him, who went ahead and scooped up with the bucket a second time.
His eyes were wavering significantly, just like the liquor inside the pot, since he didn’t expect Raon to be so unaffected.

“A-Are you really okay?”

“It wasn’t too bad.”

Raon nodded after drinking all of the White Dragon inside the bucket.

“It’s your turn now, Sir Gambling Monster.”

Raon grinned and raised his hand.

“Kuh…”

The Gambling Monster scowled, then picked up his bucket.

“Fine! This contest isn’t going to end today until one of us collapses!”

He declared, then poured the liquor into his mouth from the bucket.

Raon smiled while watching his trembling throat.

‘I’m sorry, but the one who is going to collapse has already been decided.’

While intoxication had no effect at all on him, the pain and intoxication would keep accumulating on the Gambling Monster’s side, little by little.
It was already obvious how the match would end.

However, there was apparently more than one person who had to collapse.

Kueeeh! It’s disgusting! It’s too strong! It hurts!

Wrath screamed while grasping his neck.

Why would anyone drink something like this? It feels like my tongue is burning!

He was rolling on the ground in pain, since he shared Raon’s sense of taste.

‘I’m sorry…’

Raon decided that he would buy everything Wrath wanted afterwards.

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