Cheating

The casino that Achilles was currently inside was no ordinary place that only had gambling games like a regular casino.

In fact, those games in the hall were just desserts for those who came here. If one wanted to get filthy rich, one would need to participate in a wager or take part in a different kind of game.

Within the multiple doors on both sides of the hall that Achilles saw earlier were hosted different kinds of games — ranging from battle royale, racing, 1v1 duels, etc...

Anyone who signed up a contract with the casino would be allowed to join in random matches of various formats. If they managed to win then they would take home an enormous amount of monetary reward, a soul artifact as they pleased, or some kind of special treatment they'd be able to receive as a reward for risking their lives to join a casino game.

These kinds of games usually happened in a large open stadium for thousands of spectators to witness. The viewers could use the tokens that were exchanged with money at the cashier station in order to join any wager that was about to happen. The rest was operated like a standard wager, if one won the bet then one would get tons of Nero, and if one lost then well...one would be fucked.

Achilles was going to participate in a wager to gain some money, but he naturally wasn't going to rely on some dumb luck.

There was a simple reason why he chose the 1v1 duel format and not anything else.

Achilles carefully examined the information about the two fighters, he thought to himself:

'Both are Lesser Surpassed, one of them has abilities related to transformation and the other has abilities related to fire...quite standard...'

Even though they were only a rank above Achilles, their ranks were actually quite high within the city since in order to advance from one rank to another was a very difficult task.

After carefully weighing the advantages and disadvantages of both players, he looked at the staff who was waiting for his answers, he said with a friendly smile:

"I would like to join in this game's wager please."

"Whom will you bet on and how much sir?" The employee asked in a neutral voice.

'...Go big or go home.'

He took the tokens in his pockets and placed them on the table as he flashed another smile to the woman:

"600 Nero, and I will be placing my bet on him." He pointed his finger at the hologram of a bald man.

The personnel took the tokens and handed Achilles a paper ticket since he didn't have a digital watch as she said to him:

"All right sir, this will be used to confirm that you have placed a bet, please don't lose them otherwise you wouldn't be able to take your money and we will take no responsibility for what happens."

Achilles took the ticket that was written "Evernight Casino" on them and held it tightly in his hands. He pulled the hoodie back on while walking inside the colosseum and found a nearby seat as he waited for the match to begin.

He calmly watched the match that was happening as he thought back about his plan to win the wager.

'Cheating is the key.'

He was not a moron to come to the casino and pick somebody who looked kind of strong while begging Lady Luck to be on his side.

Instead of that terrible plan, he was going to rely on his ability — Will of The Dominator — the skill that allowed him to invoke fear in chosen targets if they were the same rank as him or higher.

Achilles was going to use that ability to assist the fighter he was betting during critical moments and help him cling onto victory.

Of course, the casino was also aware of this as all the Divine who arrived in this place must sign a contract that binds their souls, stopping them from using their abilities to affect the result of different games.

Normally Achilles would be affected by this rule as well. But there was a catch, the identity he was using to enter the casino was that of his former self — Mark Walter, who was an Abandoned.

The casino naturally wouldn't expect this situation since they firmly believed that their rules were flawless.

...And Achilles was going to utilize that element to win this wager.

However, he must be absolutely careful, otherwise, he could potentially get caught. Even if he was sure that his plan would succeed, there was no way he would let arrogance get into his head.

'Maintain clarity Achilles, this will not be over until you walk out of the casino with a mountful of cash.' He took a few deep breaths to calm himself down.

After that, he temporarily put the upcoming game out of his mind and concentrated on the match that was happening before him. Since it would still be around 10 minutes left before the operation officially begin, he might as well enjoy the show before him a little.

After 10 minutes, the game ended and the spectators cheered loudly while some held their heads in indignation. Achilles looked at the sight and thought:

'Sure hope that wouldn't happen to me.'

He snapped out of his thoughts as a figure wearing a formal suit with a bow tie appeared in the middle of the Colosseum. He spoke loudly into the mic to gather the spectators' attention:

"Ladies and gentlemen, I hope you have enjoyed the fight! For our next match, it will be a clash between a transformation abilities user and a fire abilities user. Please welcome, Nightbeast and Firesoul!!!"

From two opposite sides of the colosseum, two figures walked out revealing a bulky bald man with a scar on his right face and a woman with shoulder-length red hair. The audience started screaming loudly at the sight of the two fighters:

"NIGHTBEAST!!!"

"FIRESOUL!!!"

Achilles covered his ears underneath the hoodie with both his hands as he grumbled in annoyance:

"Can't these bastards stop yelling already!"

His grumble wasn't heard by anybody as the screams only started to become louder. Only after the two fighters arrived near the center of the colosseum did the MC signal the spectators to stop and the cheers started to die down.

The MC turned to the two people at the battleground and asked them in an excited voice:

"Are you two ready? Do you have any questions?"

The bald man raised his hands and after receiving the MC's agreement, he asked an obvious question:

"There really won't be any problem if I kill my opponents correct?"

"Yes! Just fight to your heart's content and show us a wonderful performance!"

"Good." The man looked at the red-haired woman and licked his lips hungrily like a predator looking at its prey.

The woman noticed this but didn't say anything and only scoffed at the man's action.

The MC waited for a moment before speaking again:

"3...2....1...BEGIN!!"

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