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Chapter 13 How can a gambling dog lose every day?

Just in case, Lorne chose a smooth start as usual.

On the contrary, Hecate on the opposite side showed an aggressive edge as soon as she made a move. After a few moves, it was almost a bloody battle every time.

Hiss, what a fierce chess move...

Moreover, judging from the skillful moves, this was not a momentary impulse, but an interlocking offensive strategy.

Obviously, because of the shame of Yixue losing several times, this dog gambling goddess probably played chess with others in private. During this period, she had developed her own set of playing methods and evolved into a complete body. .

Facing this situation of a decisive battle at the beginning, Lorn's pressure doubled. He immediately lowered his eyes and concentrated on examining the stalemate on the chessboard, making methodical moves.

Under the opponent's aggressive attack, in order to avoid making mistakes as much as possible, he used techniques such as sticking, sticking, and blocking, and adopted a soft-knife slicing strategy, nibbling away step by step.

Gradually, Hecate also felt the pressure, her eyebrows tightened unconsciously, but she moved faster and faster, constantly reducing the reaction time left for her opponent.

Originally, the reaction and calculation power of the human brain were not as good as those of the gods, but now Hecate resorted to extreme pressure without a teacher.

This time, it was Lorne's turn to sweat profusely.

"The time is coming, haven't you thought about it yet?"

Hecate pointed to the hourglass on the table that was almost leaking, and urged with a smile.

"If you don't leave, you will lose."

Lorne didn't have time to think too much, so he had no choice but to move the chess pieces.

But as we all know, the probability of making mistakes while busy increases linearly.

Soon, Lorne fell into complete passivity and had to engage in bloody exchange tactics with the fiercely attacking Hecate.

Even though he was extremely careful and kept trying to take back the initiative, Hecate didn't give him the slightest chance.

After half an hour of stalemate, Lorne's territory was completely lost, and the chess pieces were almost shaved off. He could only push down the "King" that represented victory and defeat, and raised his hands helplessly.

"you win……"

With victory in hand, Hecate showed a satisfied smile on her beautiful face and gracefully extended her hand forward.

"So, what do I deserve?"

Lorne thought for a moment, lifted up his sleeves, took off a string of rune stone bracelets from his wrists, and threw them to the opposite side.

After receiving the trophy, Hecate raised the corners of her lips happily, looked at her debtor playfully, and asked "kindly".

"We were almost there just now, do you want to continue?"

"Come again!"

Lorne had a dark face and gritted his teeth in response.

How can a child cry every night, how can a dog lose every day?
After all, he is burdened with thousands of years of competitive experience in the future. Can't he make a comeback before losing all his chips?

I can't believe it!
With the decision made, Lorne once again rolled the dice according to the procedure, chose the order, and faced the goddess of the dark moon on the opposite side again.

After tasting the sweetness, Hecate still adopted the previous tactics of cheating and extreme pressure.

Facing the successive waves of attacks on the chessboard, Lorne racked his brains and struggled to hold on.

But after Hecate settled down for several years, the iterative and updated play style was obviously not so easy to deal with.

No matter how stubborn Lorne was, he still overturned continuously in the next few games. He was repeatedly rubbed and beaten on the chessboard, and he could only hold his neck stiff.

"Come again!"

"I'm sorry, you have lost seven games in a row. You'd better settle the debt first."

Hecate held down the chessboard and reminded with a smile.

Be willing to admit defeat.

In order to have a chance to make a comeback, Lorne had to pay the lost gambling money first.

After a while of searching the body, two cipher rings, a bronze dagger, and a crystal necklace were used to pay off the debt. These are basically all the assets Lorne has saved in recent years.

But even so, it's still not enough.

Three things are missing...

Lorne hesitated for a moment, then seemed to have a sudden change of heart. He first took off his coat, shirt, and finally pulled off his trousers, finally collecting seven pieces of chips.

Hecate patted the trophies stacked beside her with satisfaction. Her beautiful eyes looked at the victim opposite who had lost only her underwear, and the smile on her face became brighter.

At this moment, a gust of cold wind blew through, and some of the gamblers above calmed down and began to retreat.

"I said, it seems a little uncomfortable to be naked in the temple of the goddess Hecate. How about we..."

"Don't worry, she won't mind."

The real owner of the temple waved his hand generously, not caring about this so-called "disrespect". Instead, he enthusiastically took the lead in throwing the dice, announcing the start of a new round of the game.

As the God of Fun who represents [some kind of game], [randomness] and [happiness], other people's embarrassment is undoubtedly a kind of enjoyment for her.

——Especially those who have used tricks to defeat their opponents.

Faced with the goddess's strong invitation, Lorne, who couldn't break away from his seat, had no choice but to bite the bullet and rearrange his troops to start again.

Then, without a doubt, another set was lost.

As the dust settled, Hecate raised her chin with one hand and stared at the opposite side with a smile, waiting with interest for her opponent to remove the last fig leaf.

Like a humiliated little white rabbit, Lorne spread out his hands tremblingly and took out the debt.

Hecate looked at the slightly curly short silver hair on the table, and the smile on her face couldn't help but freeze.

——A hair?

"Aren't you being too shameless?" As a creditor, the goddess of the moon felt a little nervous for a moment, and there was a faint sound of grinding her teeth under the veil.

"If I lose, I will give what I have, but what I give is up to me."

Lorne raised his hand to fiddle with a strand of silver hair hanging in front of his forehead, leisurely reiterated the conditions before the start of the game, and the previous pretended humiliation on his face was replaced by an innocent smile.

"I paid the gambling chips in full accordance with the rules. Please don't accuse someone of their innocence out of thin air."

"You give everyone what they want, but never give people what they really want!"

Hecate frowned and sneered, exposing someone's ugly face with one word.

I'm afraid this guy has planned it from the beginning and has no intention of honoring his promise honestly.

Under Hecate's contemptuous gaze, Lorne spread his hands and blinked sincerely.

"If you think this game is unfair, why not stop the game?"

"..."

After a brief silence, Hecate gritted her silver teeth and rolled the dice in her hand.

"continue!"

Uh-huh, I took the bait.

Lorne raised the corners of his lips happily, and an unsurprising smile appeared on his face.

Because this is dog betting.

For them, whether they win or lose, it doesn't matter.

The biggest punishment is not allowing them to continue gambling.

And once it continues without restraint, no matter how good a gambler is, there will always be a day when he loses everything.

What's more, as the banker, I seem to have a lot of chips.

(End of this chapter)