The red-haired girl became even more enthusiastic when she heard that Ren was a noble.
But she wasn't just here to drink and sell her sex, she was here to squeeze all the money out of this "Kaizi" bag.
After listening to Ren boasting about the cowhide from several mines in his hometown, the woman cleverly asked: "Dear Baron, do you want to play cards? A handsome guy like you will definitely win tonight. Money... "
It was probably what the mustache broker told her just now.
From the first step into the tavern, the mustache can get a certain commission for every purchase.
There was still a lot of time to do the whole show anyway, so Renne naturally agreed happily: "Okay."
After saying that, she stopped drinking. The red-haired woman took Ren's arm and led him across the dance floor with a smile to the iron stairs leading downstairs in the pub.
This woman seemed to be a little drunk, and she always leaned her delicate body against Ren, so that he could clearly feel the smooth touch.
Ren's expression remained normal, but his eyes secretly looked at the entire layout of the tavern.
The second floor below is a gambling stall, which is crowded with people.
Winning money from gambling is almost the most stimulating thing to stimulate the crazy secretion of dopamine, many times more than having sex. So this is the reason why the world never lacks gamblers.
"Come on, come on, I've placed my bet, I'm done with it..."
"The banker is seventeen, the player..."
"..."
There is no need to exchange chips, coins from both empires are available on the table, and you can even use "magic crystals" to place bets.
Ren entered the casino, glanced around at everyone present, and then landed on the blackjack table.
Because there's a guy there who's just too eye-catching.
It was a dark-skinned middle-aged man, perhaps an elderly man. His hair was gray and tied into a big braid hanging on the back of his head, and he was only skin and bones. There was a pint of beer on the table in front of him. He wanted to drink it, but when he held it in both hands, it spilled all over the floor. He was shaking like he was suffering from Parkinson's disease.
This guy who looks like he has half his foot in the coffin is incompatible with the red-faced and excited gamblers in the casino.
When Ren saw this guy's atrophied muscles, he instantly thought of Tust.
He wasn't sure if it was poisoning or illness.
The red-haired woman looked over and introduced with a smile: "That's Mr. Guy, a celebrity in our casino. He's very good at gambling, but... he's not very lucky."
Ren was somewhat interested and said calmly: "Let's play blackjack."
... .
"The banker's 19 points, the player's..."
On the gambling table.
It seemed that all the gamblers knew this thin middle-aged man, and they would chat with him for a while between placing bets.
Renn placed his bet silently, which was quite interesting to hear.
"Hey, old Guy, I heard that you were chased and came to Glory City because you stole a certain marquise?"
"Oh, you vulgar guys, that's love! You know, love! Although her husband doesn't agree with it, Lady Windsor and I really love each other... Don't you know that a real noble lady has smooth skin? More like milk. Compared with that, the skin of the woman in this tavern is as rough as sandpaper, which is simply uninteresting... "
"Guy, you can't even shake the wine glass now. Is that thing of yours still okay? Hahaha..."
"Why not! Let me tell you, I was so handsome when I was young. I would fall in the arms of any noble lady, female knight, beautiful ranger, noble lady..."
"Hahaha... "
"..."
The punters laughed and asked about the details of the love affairs from time to time.
The middle-aged man named Guy didn't seem to mind, and would tell some details about how he climbed through the window to the Earl's house and enjoyed the half-hour love story.
Climbing over a wall, taking off clothes, getting under the covers, and then finding out that the other person is a man, being chased and jumping out of a window... it's like I've experienced it myself.
Everyone laughed and thought it was a romantic story, but no one took it seriously.
Renn had no interest in gambling and threw his chips away casually. On the contrary, he was more interested in listening to the story.
But it seems that luck is good, winning more and losing less.
"Wow... Lord Baron, you have won again..."
The red-haired girl serving beside him rubbed his shoulders and occasionally helped him sort out his chips.
Ren also knew the rules of the casino. When he won a big bet, he would take a few silver coins and stick them in her bulging bra, which made her smile.
But Guy, the celebrity a few seats away, seemed to have less luck.
He seems to be a bad gambler, refusing to leave when he wins and adding more money when he loses. The bets are getting bigger and bigger. Before, the gold and silver coins in front of me totaled about ten or twenty gold crowns, but now they have all been lost. For ordinary hunters, this is definitely a big gamble.
Ren was even more curious. A man whose hands were shaking even when holding chips couldn't hunt, and he wasn't a noble. So where did he get so much money for gambling and become a frequent visitor to the casino
Then there was another game, and I completely lost all my money.
Just listen to Guy yelling angrily towards the tattooed man not far away.
"Hey! Captain Jim, give me some more chips and I'll give them back to you if you win."
"Guy, you owe us eighty gold crowns... You have to pay back some first, right?"
"I'll give it to you if I win! This time it's for real!"
"..."
Ren listened to the conversation between the two and understood that this was a loan shark.
But... will loan sharks lend money to people who are unable to repay it
The doubts in his heart just arose, and at this moment, another gambler interrupted, "Hey, hey, I said Captain Jim, just lend it to him. I heard that the girl from Guy's family made another one this time. A big sum of money. Those guys from the 'Iron Hammer Group' got a good harvest and rewarded her with a hundred gold! She'll probably be able to pay her back in a while."
Ren also understood. This bad gambler also has a daughter who can make money
But he was also curious, what kind of job could he earn a hundred gold at a time? This money is small money for nobles, but for common people, it is a huge sum of money.
"Yo? Really..."
Sure enough, upon hearing this, the tattooed loan shark man immediately changed his attitude.
He decisively took out a bag of gold coins and threw it in front of Guy: "Okay. I'll lend you another twenty gold crowns. I've pumped the water, you can play with it..."
Those who can go to the gambling table are all high-rollers, and there are also some individual players with small bets behind them.
Watching a bag of gold coins pouring onto the gambling table, some people started whispering.
"Hey, this old Guy has a rich daughter?"
"You don't know yet? Have you heard of 'Ghost Girl'?"
"Ah, is Plague Star a girl from Guy's family?"
"With her ability, it's quite easy to make money. It's a pity that she got involved with such a gambling father, and the money was exported before it was even warmed up."
"Yes, others are afraid of being remembered when they make so much money. But no one dares to pay less than the 'ghost girl'. Not even thieves on the street dare to steal. Last time I heard that a foreign enemy came The thief didn't know me, he stole a gold coin from that girl, and just when he was bragging to his accomplices, he was hit by a steam locomotive and died... Do you think it's evil?"
"Tsk tsk... These father and daughter are a match, one is a gambler and the other is a plague god."
"..."
The people behind him were whispering, but Guy seemed to have become accustomed to it and ignored the gossip. Just gamble when you need to, drink when you need to drink, there is absolutely nothing wrong with it.
After listening to this, Ren finally understood. It turned out that the little girl he met outside the city and was called the "ghost girl" was actually the daughter of this gambler
There was a slight strange color in his eyes, and normal people would probably think he was a bastard when they heard this news.
Your daughter is working hard to earn money outside, and you are gambling here
However, the evaluation given by the system is very strange. According to the comprehensive evaluation of this gambler, he is not a "red label" scumbag
At this moment, he squinted and looked at the details of Guy's gambling with his peripheral vision.
... .
"Bah~ My luck is really bad tonight. Hey, Captain Jim, can you lend me some more? I want to make a big bet, and I will be able to make a difference..."
The guy named Guy seemed to be unlucky. The bag of gold coins he had just received lost very little money within a few rounds of cards, and he planned to borrow money again.
And coincidentally, just when Guy still had a few silver coins left, the casino suddenly stopped as noisy as a pot of boiling water.
The sound became smaller and smaller, and after two breaths it became completely silent, and the whole place was silent.
No one spoke anymore, and the crowd automatically separated into a lane. Even the most violent gangsters were hiding away as if they were avoiding the "plague" at this moment.
At this moment, everyone watched a little girl wearing ragged rag clothes walking down the stairs at the door of the gambling stall.
"It's really her"
Ren's pupils shrank slightly. This was indeed the little girl he met outside the city before.
She was holding a "sword" wrapped in rags. Oh no, look at the rusty appearance, it was just a broken iron bar!
She looked extremely weak and walked over with difficulty. With every step she took, she could clearly hear her gasping for air.
The little girl walked up to Guy, like a mute who couldn't speak, and silently took off a bag on her back. Then because it was too heavy to lift, I stumbled and the bag crashed to the ground, and the gold coins rolled all over the floor.
Goo.
Gu Gu..
The gold coins rolled on the wooden board and made a series of crisp sounds. They hit the corner table with a "ding dong" and then stopped.
If it were a gold coin dropped by someone else, it would probably disappear in the blink of an eye in this crowded gambling stall. But at this time, no one dared to grab the gold coins all over the ground. They were even afraid that the gold coins would touch them, so they hurriedly avoided their feet.
No one helped her pick it up.
She lay on the ground, like a helpless stray cat, picking up the fish bones she finally found in the garbage. He picked up the gold coins one by one and held them in his hands.
Old Guy always looked at him with a cold face, showing no intention of helping.
The entire casino just watched quietly, no one said anything. The casino manager saw that the business would be affected, but he was so embarrassed that he finally did not dare to speak.
Everyone just watched as the little girl picked up the more than ten gold coins that had fallen and put them into the animal skin bag.
Then she dragged the coin bag with difficulty, placed it in front of Guy, and raised her head. As if she was afraid that her father would be angry, she tried her best to force out a sad smile, as if to say: Here you go.
Then, the little girl seemed to remember something, and with a serious face, she handed out the "iron piece" wrapped in rag strips in her hand, as if expecting the man in front of her to catch the sword.