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Ch. 287 Eye-opener
🕑 Added 2024-02-07 16:00:10 +0000 UTCHow is this possible!
How could he hit the jackpot!
Upon seeing the dice inside the dice cup, the young female dealer with revealing attire showed an incredible expression.
She knew exactly what the point count was inside the dice cup.
As a casino dealer, this was a necessary skill for her job.
But she never expected that there would actually be three twenties in the dice cup, and what's even more unbelievable was that it was Russell who bet on three twenties.
"What's the matter? Can't afford to pay 75,000 gold coins? Does such a big casino not have this amount of gold coins?"
After seeing the young female dealer stunned, Russell continued.
Of course, he wasn't intentionally targeting the young female dealer in front of him, but rather, he wanted to quietly leave the casino later.
Even if they suspected him of cheating, for the reputation of the casino, they would have to pay him the gold coins first and let him leave the casino peacefully. They could deal with him as a cheater later.
Otherwise, if there was a commotion in the casino, they might not be able to handle Russell, and the casino's reputation would be completely ruined.
This casino might not be the largest in Windrest Fortress, but it had some reputation.
There were plenty of gamblers who came here, and a tarnished reputation due to Russell would not be resolved with just 75,000 gold coins.
"Sir, you must be joking. As long as you've won, regardless of the amount, the casino will pay in full."
A middle-aged manager in a fine black robe came to the side of the young female dealer and said to Russell with a smile on his face.
Although he didn't know how Russell had done it, he had already started addressing Russell as "Sir" in the manner of addressing nobles.
"Then pay up quickly."
Russell didn't mince words with this manager and continued.
"Of course!"
The middle-aged manager replied first, then had the female dealer and the casino guards quickly prepare 75,000 gold coins.
Soon, the casino guards placed a black bag on the gambling table.
The bag was not tied at the mouth, allowing people to clearly see the glittering gold coins inside.
"If you don't mind, sir, may I shake the dice cup next?"
While speaking, the middle-aged manager rolled up his sleeves, revealing his arms and indicating that he had nothing in his hands.
"It doesn't matter, I'm not playing anymore."
Russell said as he picked up the heavy black bag on the table and said with a smile.
Then, with everyone's consent, he left the casino without looking back.
He had no intention of demonstrating his special spatial storage abilities in the casino; it didn't fit his current image.
Although Windrest Fortress was a magical region, spatial rings were still not something that ordinary people could possess.
After leaving the casino, Russell first walked towards a small alley, then threw the black bag in his hand into his system's storage.
After tossing the bag filled with gold coins into his system's storage, he didn't immediately leave the small alley but patiently waited.
When he left the casino earlier, he had noticed that the casino had secretly arranged for a few people to follow him.
Although these guys were fairly skilled in tracking, it was no problem for Russell, who had super vision and magical perception.
These trackers had not even left the casino's gate when he had already locked onto them.
He had deliberately come to this sparsely populated alley after leaving the casino, specifically for these trackers.
Sure enough, not long after, these three trackers wearing weapons and different colored combat suits appeared in front of him.
"You're too slow!"
Seeing these trackers appear, Russell said with a smile.
"Hand over the money bag, and we may spare your life!"
One of the leading trackers said menacingly to Russell.
"Spare my life?"
Hearing the tracker's words, Russell suddenly laughed.
It had been a long time since someone had dared to say such things in front of him.
If he remembered correctly, the last time someone said something like that to him was when he had just entered the assassin world under the name "Traveler" in New York.
Since he had demonstrated his madness and brutality in front of them, no one had dared to say such things in front of him.
Of course, there had been some non-believers.
However, these non-believers had quickly gone to hell to report to Mephisto, hand in hand with their family, friends, neighbors, and the neighbor's dog.
"Don't waste time, get on with it. I'm curious to see how you're going to be impolite to me!"
Russell said with a smile.
At the same time, he beckoned to the three trackers, indicating that they should act quickly.
This...
These trackers clearly hadn't expected Russell to react this way when they saw him, and what's more, they hadn't expected that Russell seemed to have predicted their arrival.
Although it was somewhat unexpected, as professionals who worked for the casino to do dirty work, they couldn't just leave because of Russell's unusual behavior.
They had to bring back the gold coins to their boss, or else they couldn't justify it.
Thinking this, they instinctively observed Russell's hands and his surroundings.
Wait!
Where was the money bag?
Where had the black money bag with 75,000 gold coins gone?
It was only now that they realized that the black money bag they had to bring back was missing.
Upon discovering this, they furrowed their brows.
Russell hadn't interacted with anyone after leaving the casino, and he hadn't left the money bag anywhere along the way.
They had watched him enter this dead-end alley with their own eyes.
"Where's the money bag?"
After observing the surroundings and finding no trace of the money bag, the leading tracker shouted loudly at Russell.
"Do today's thugs only know how to talk and not act?"
Russell replied with disdain.
"Looks like we'll have to use some methods to make you tell the truth!"
The leading tracker continued with threats.
However, before he could finish his sentence, Russell had already appeared in front of him as if teleporting.
In an instant, Russell had teleported right in front of him, catching the trackers by surprise.
Then, like a ghost, Russell suddenly appeared right in front of him, and Russell calmly said, "You talk too much!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his right fist, which had barely used ten percent of his strength, struck the tracker's abdomen.
Thump!
A dull, drum-like sound of impact rang out.
The next moment, the head of this burly tracker, who stood over seven feet tall, was sent flying by Russell's punch.
Boom!
The tracker leader, who had underestimated Russell, flew more than thirty feet before crashing heavily into the stone wall of the narrow alley, leaving behind a huge spider-web-like crack on the sturdy stone wall.
Pfft!
The moment he made contact with the stone wall, this fierce and evil-looking leader uncontrollably spat out a mouthful of blood.
Then, his entire body went limp as if his skeleton had been removed, and he lay weakly on the ground.
"Your boss is already down. Aren't you going to make a move?"
After lightly sending the leader flying, Russell looked at the remaining three trackers and said.
"You... Bastard...?!"
"I'm going to cripple you!"
"You're a dead man!"
...
After hearing Russell's words, the three remaining trackers, like their leader, began to threaten Russell.
Listening to these empty threats that didn't amount to much, Russell sighed helplessly.
Although the physical condition of Vanir people far surpassed that of Earthlings and had a much longer history than Earth's civilization, it was evident that the development of Vanir in the underworld was not as good as the Earth's gangs.
Not to mention that the casino relied on cheating to profit secretly, just in terms of training thugs, Vanir people had a lot of room for improvement in the field of black activities.
As professional thugs hired by the casino to do dirty work, their poor judgment had brought shame to their peers on Earth.
If these guys had shown some humility or immediately admitted defeat upon seeing their leader instantly sent flying, or if they had taken action immediately, Russell would not have such a low opinion of them.
But unfortunately, these three guys chose the least useful method of verbal threats.
Even if they had a little bit of insight and brains, upon seeing their leader sent flying instantly, they would have known that Russell was not someone they could easily offend.
Seeing the poor performance of the remaining three trackers, Russell had no intention of continuing to play with them.
Boom, boom, boom!
Under the gaze of these trackers, Russell quickly struck them three times in succession, sending each of them flying.
Then, like taking a leisurely stroll after a meal, he casually walked to the leader who had been sent flying first, overlooking the leader who was lying weakly on the ground.
"Go back and tell your boss that if you don't want to die, don't come and provoke me!"
After saying that, he raised his right foot and stomped heavily on the leader's right arm.
Crack!
A crisp sound of bones breaking resounded.
Then, a cry of misery that was extremely heart-rending followed.
Russell paid no attention to the leader's cries and left the alley calmly.
After earning his first bucket of gold from the casino, Russell toured Windrest Fortress according to his original plan.
This was his first city in Vanaheimr since his arrival, and it was one of the twelve main cities in Vanaheimr.
It wouldn't be right not to experience the local culture and customs in Vanaheimr.
Because he had earned more gold coins than he had imagined, his tour of Windrest Fortress was more extravagant than he had initially thought.
First, he went to a famous tailor shop in the city and bought himself a set of luxurious clothes that matched his temperament and appearance.
Then, he headed straight to the most famous tavern in the city.
Just like the medieval Europe on Earth, the social structure in Vanaheimr was simple.
In this place, taverns were not only places for drinking but also served various purposes, including dining, accommodation, entertainment, and socializing.
Among them was the feature of brothels that most men would appreciate.
From a certain perspective, a tavern was a multi-functional small business district.
As long as you have enough gold coins, the casino can provide you with any service you want.
Of course, the services provided by the casino usually do not exceed the standards of the casino itself.
This is not difficult to understand.
In simpler terms, you cannot expect to find a Michelin-starred chef's cuisine in a local noodle shop.
Even if you offer the noodle shop a lot of money, they cannot hire a Michelin-starred chef.
The tavern that Russell went to now was the most famous tavern in Windrest Fortress, known as "Liliane's Whisper."
Unlike the ordinary taverns that were scattered throughout the streets and alleys, "Liliane's Whisper" was famous not only for its extravagant spending but also for its highest level of service in Windrest Fortress.
Even an ordinary waitress inside had looks that could rival those of waitresses from other famous taverns.
In addition, "Liliane's Whisper" had a very typical characteristic, and that was that everyone who came to enjoy its services, without exception, was either wealthy or noble.
It was said that the current lord of Windrest Fortress had an exclusive "companion" inside "Liliane's Whisper."
Whether this was true or not, no one could say for sure, but rumors claimed so.
What's more important was that the lord of Windrest Fortress had never publicly denied this rumor.
Although Russell had not been to other taverns, when he arrived at the entrance of "Liliane's Whisper," he knew he was in the right place.
In terms of decoration and scale, "Liliane's Whisper" lived up to its reputation as the best tavern in Windrest Fortress.
Moreover, unlike other taverns, "Liliane's Whisper" had an entirely different atmosphere.
It was neither noisy nor crowded, and there was no vulgarity or loudness common in ordinary taverns.
Even the air inside the tavern was filled with an indescribable fragrance.
Upon arriving at the tavern's entrance, Russell had not yet entered when a young waitress approached him elegantly, greeted him, and finally led him into the tavern.
Once inside the tavern, Russell first found a seat, ordered a bottle of the tavern's signature liquor, and began to enjoy the wine while surveying the interior of the tavern.
Compared to the exterior decoration, the interior of the tavern was even more exquisite.
Although it was not as grandiose as the Golden Palace in Asgard, it had a low-key luxury to it.
Have you ever seen a tavern illuminated by magic crystal lamps? Well, this was the place!
After sitting in the hall for a while and declining several enthusiastic waitresses and "companions," Russell noticed something interesting.
As a high-end tavern primarily catering to male customers, the service staff here should be predominantly female. However, the gender ratio of the service staff here was almost fifty-fifty.
Here, there were not only young waitresses and companions dressed in exquisite dresses but also quite a few elegantly dressed male waiters and companions who resembled pretty boys.
Uh...
Russell had to admit that he was getting an eye-opener.
While Earth had its share of gay bars, Russell, being as straight as they come, had never been to such places.
However, in the faraway realm of Vanaheimr, he unexpectedly found a tavern that seemed to serve the dual purpose of a brothel and a gay bar.
Vanir knew how to have fun!
Just when Russell thought that "Liliane's Whisper" was simply a fusion of a brothel and a gay bar, he quickly realized he was mistaken.
A young and beautiful noble lady, accompanied by waitresses, entered the hall.
Then, she ordered two equally young and beautiful female companions and began to frolic and play without restraint.
Uh...
The nobles of Vanaheimr were even more adventurous than he had imagined!
