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During the years when I ascended to the pinnacle of gambling, I was enveloped in a world where luck intertwined seamlessly with strategy. The thrill of risk was my constant companion, and every hand dealt was an opportunity to weave a tale of fortune and fate.

In those vibrant nights, the casino lights flickered like stars, each glimmer promising untold possibilities. The air was thick with the scent of anticipation and the intoxicating perfume of ambition. My every decision was calculated, and executed with precision, as I danced with the tides of chance, confident in my ability to bend them to my will.

I became known not only for my remarkable skill but also for a certain charisma that drew others to me. Players regarded me with a mix of admiration and trepidation, for I was not merely a participant in the game—I was its master. The cards whispered secrets to me, and I understood the language of the dice as if they belonged to a realm where I reigned supreme.

Yet, amidst the glamour and glory, this intoxicating world concealed its shadows. The very allure that elevated me to greatness also harboured treachery and deception. I found myself ensnared in a web woven by those who coveted my prowess, eager to see me fall from grace.

In those years, I walked a fine line between triumph and disaster, relishing every victory while remaining ever-vigilant against the unseen perils that lurked in the shadows.

The Years I Was The Gambling God

“Not satisfied? We can go again! Let’s raise the stakes and see whose skills with the tweezers are greater, yours or my little knife’s!” Aeliana declared, brandishing her small knife toward Derrick. 


Derrick squinted, fixating on the blade held by Aeliana. After a prolonged moment of contemplation, he finally inquired, “What is your connection to Ulfred?” 


I was well aware that Aeliana’s knives had all been specially crafted for her by Ulfred. Previously, in Harbei City, members of a thieving guild had recognized these knives as Ulfred's signature style. I was surprised to discover that Derrick was also familiar with Ulfred. 


Aeliana chose to remain silent, her wide eyes curiously studying Derrick. After a brief sigh and a slight shake of his head, Derrick stated, “Very well, losing to Ulfred is not a disgrace.” 


Chapter 349: One-on-One Duel