Somehow, the dealer won’t die when shot, but participants do.
If the dealer does get shot, the game ends in favor of the participants. The dealer would grant one wish, regardless of the amount or the title involved.
“I’ve heard that the number of people who’ve actually died here is staggering.”
“Even if you don’t know about this casino, you know about the Russian roulette that takes place within.”
I nodded, but had no plans of backing down.
“Don’t worry, everyone.”
“…”
“I’ll do it.”
“But that’s what worries us the most! If necessary, I’ll—”
“I’ll do it.”
“I, I’m here too. I’m a healer…”
Seeing everyone in a frenzy to die in my place, I shook my head forcefully to calm the mood.
“CN will do it. I promised!”
I had already received their commitment when I brought them here.
I had a plan for every risk we might face; they just had to trust me and watch.
As if recalling my words, they reluctantly nodded.
“Alright.”
I thought it would also be a good opportunity to pick up some valuable items from the auction to power up.
The Auction of Darkness always had items that caught people’s eyes.
It was also a chance to give good gifts to the people who trusted and followed me.
I entered the dark interior with everyone. Unlike the crowded outside, this space looked considerably dangerous.
Tensing up, I took a light deep breath and walked toward the only red wooden piece in the dark space, and the gunshaped magical artifact on top of it.
“Come out, dealer.”
I picked up the gun and spoke.
The gun slightly vibrated, and lights started to turn on little by little.
It’s called a gun for convenience, but it’s actually a magical artifact.
In this world, there were no refined guns, but there were magical artifacts that looked and functioned similarly to guns.
“I’ve come to play Russian roulette.”
As the lights started to brighten one by one like candles lighting up in the dark, a person walked out from the side of the wall.
“My, my.”
She walked towards me with a beautiful smile and looked at me. She briefly admired the people with me. Although they didn’t reveal their abilities, the dealer seemed to gauge their capabilities.
‘Well, I did tell Melodia I would see her, the saint.’
I looked at her intently and lifted the corner of my mouth.
“Hello.”
“Ah… are you participating?”
“Mm.”
“Are you the youngest participant here to die?”
I looked at her clearly and answered.
“Who said anything about coming to die?”
I waved the gunshaped magical tool in my hand and smiled sweetly.
“Shall we start now?”
Five adults.
A liferisking gamble had begun.
The dealer looked at me with interested eyes. She whispered to me as if singing.
“Once the game starts, I’ll declare defeat and grant your wish, or you have no option but to die.”
I casually nodded my head.
“It’s fine. I have everything planned.”
Acid and the sirens, who were unaware of my plan, looked at me with sorrowful eyes. Acid, in particular, was shaking almost uncontrollably.
For a special ability user, a healer, he seemed pathetically worried. Even more than me, who was actually playing the game.
When my gaze firmly fixed on Acid, the dealer followed my eyes. She, fitting the damp casino’s dealer role, seemed to predict someone’s abilities by sneaking a look.
“Ah… So you were confident because you brought a healer.”
The dealer’s eyes filled with an ‘it’s nothing’ expression.
‘It’s not that.’
I didn’t bother correcting the misunderstanding.
Misunderstanding the source of my confidence, the dealer chuckled and looked at Acid.
“Princess, a healer can’t save someone shot by this gun.”
I didn’t bother responding. Those planning to win have no need for a long tongue.
I arrogantly and menacingly snapped my chin.
“Let’s start!”
“Ah, how cute. Yes.”
She handed over the gunshaped magical tool to me.
“You go first.”
“I don’t mind.”
Thinking it’s better to get hit first, I loaded the bullet right away. Then I immediately aimed the muzzle to graze my small head.
A gasp emanated from the surroundings, particularly a clanking noise as the musclebound siren sister seemed to tense up and sit down.
Only the captain was murmuring some small soliloquies.
The very moment everyone held their breath.
I clicked, pulling the loaded gun’s trigger.
Whoosh.
The sound of the air being let out was heard.
I didn’t die on the first try. Lowering the gun that had been near my head, I looked directly at the dealer.
“You’re lucky.”
“Mm.”
I simply replied and stared at her. The dealer, confident this gun couldn’t torment her, calmly loaded the gun and shot it at her own temple.
Whooeek.
Again, the sound was of the air being let out.
She handed the gun directly back to me. Receiving the gun, I shrugged my shoulders.
“From what I see, the lucky one is dealer sister.”
“What do you mean?”
The dealer looked at me with an uneasy face. By this point, she must have sensed something odd.
I firmly grasped the gun and blinked my green eyes.
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
