Chapter 108: Chapter 100 Giving a Rich Woman Face_2
Ash seemed to have told a rather bad joke, but the aloof white-haired Hunter actually burst into loud laughter. His decibel level even exceeded the “Public Place Management Regulations.” If he were a death row convict, he’d have been muted by the chip for sure.
“Ah, Igula, over here!” Ash spotted Igula immediately and raised his hand to wave.
As if your eyesight is that good any other time… Igula, who had intended to observe the situation from a distance, was reluctantly forced to come over with his breakfast in hand. “Good morning to both of you, did you sleep well last night?”
“Good, very good,” Gerard said. “The accommodations here are even better than at my home, though I haven’t slept for years. Luckily I had Ash with me, so I didn’t get bored.”
“Oh?” Igula raised an eyebrow.
“I played with Gerard until late last night,” Ash shrugged, “Haven’t had that much fun in a long time.”
Played? Igula and others nearby exhibited subtle expressions.
“Why don’t you stay another night? I’ll give you a chance to turn defeat into victory. Though, you need to change that anxious habit of yours. I haven’t even used my full strength last night, and you beat yourself.”
The expressions of nearby death row convicts became more peculiar. Their looks towards Gerard changed—was Gerard such an easy defeat before Ash?
Sheesh, ‘Demon’ Ash is actually this terrifying!
“No, no, the city’s calling me back. My visit to the prison was pretty much a vacation. If I don’t get back soon, the head of the office will have my hide.”
At that moment, Gerard and the others seemed to have received a message. The Blood Frenzy Hunters dining in the cafeteria stood up in unison. Gerard waved his hand, “The ship’s here, I’ll be seeing you next time, Ash.”
“Leaving so soon? Have a safe trip, and don’t forget to write to me when you get a chance.”
Once the Blood Frenzy Hunters left the cafeteria, the death row convicts all watched Ash with respectful gazes.
To think he could establish a deep friendship with Hunter Captain Gerard. Could ‘Black Beast’ do it, could ‘Diamond’ do it, but ‘Demon’ Ash did it!
They all knew that Gerard had personally brought Ash in, but after just one night, Gerard had already been conquered by him!
No wonder he could become a Saint blessed by The Gods of Four Pillars, no wonder he could become the only man to start a cult in the Kingdom of Blood Moon in nearly a century!
Indeed, Ash Heath had easily done what we could not!
Silently, ‘Demon’ Ash had become the death row convict king of Shattered Lake Prison—though still a death row convict.
Igula dragged Ash to the sea-view rooftop. The transport ship carrying the Blood Frenzy Hunters had just left the harbor, cutting through the waves of Shattered Lake to the north. Many dawn-active pointer sharks were energetically greeting the ship’s hull with their teeth, the sunlight glinting off their scales.
“What did you play with him last night?”
Ash paused for a moment—That’s your first question?
“What else would we play, of course it was cards.”
“Cards?” Igula was momentarily at a loss: “What game?”
As a highly developed fantasy society, the Kingdom of Blood Moon naturally had playing cards. Although there were some differences in details, the overall concept was the same. Ash found out that they didn’t have a Blackjack game of 21 points here, so he modified it slightly and taught it to Gerard. The two played Blackjack for the entire night.
Although Gerard picked it up pretty quick, his playstyle was unexpectedly aggressive, often busting by accident. Ash ended up schooling him all night long.
Igula’s interest was piqued when he heard about the game, “Nice game. If the casinos knew about it, it surely could become a popular gambling game… But didn’t Gerard plan anything against you? I thought he came here on purpose for you.”
Ash looked at Igula, “Are you worried about me?”
“Of course, you still owe me a wish,” Igula stated calmly. “Who would I collect from if you died? Only I owe people in this world, no one owes me.”
“Indeed, even a person in solitude will always have others concerned for them—like tax collectors and creditors,” Ash quipped, then continued, “It was Professor Selin who asked him to come kill me.”
“What?” Igula was shocked. “Selin actually… How did you escape? If Gerard wanted to kill you, no one in Shattered Lake Prison could protect you!”
Ash declared with pride, “It was, of course, thanks to my sincere gaze, kind heart, and my incessant chatter!”
“Don’t joke, I’m serious.”
“I’m not joking! I really did convince him with reason and emotion, and then he ended up playing cards with me all night.”
Igula stared at Ash for some time, making sure he wasn’t lying, then his expression started to crack.
A Three-winged member of the Blood Saint Clan, who had lived for over a hundred years, was easily persuaded by Ash?
Are you a Spirit Mage too, Ash? Otherwise, it’s hard to explain how you’ve mastered a form of hypnotism that can control a Holy Sanctuary Mage.
Or is it the divine power of The Gods of Four Pillars? Allowing Ash to subconsciously change others’ wills?
Igula watched the transport ship gradually disappear over the horizon and suddenly a thought struck him, “You said Gerard played Blackjack with you all night, and he lost more than he won?”
Ash shrugged, “Yeah, I didn’t expect Gerard to be so weak.”
Igula wanted to say something, yet he closed his mouth.
In his opinion, although Blackjack could be played in countless ways, such calculation power should be a trivial matter for a Three-winged Holy Sanctuary Mage like Gerard. Theoretically, he could memorize and calculate all the cards for both players, even capable of figuring out his optimal strategy.