“The original is in third person, so it also includes the dealer’s perspective. That’s how I know the secret of this gun.”
Of course, Melodia was a saintess revered by all, so the dealer could hand her the auction tickets without a game.
Yet, the dealer pondered whether to play a game with Melodia, and somewhat doubted her.
And at that moment, the original text described the thoughts the dealer had.
“This gun can’t speak, but it’s a magical tool with half a personality.”
As it had a personality, it could kill humans when it wanted to, and refrain when it did not want to.
And the entity within the gun recognized the dealer as its owner. So, the programming of the gun ensured that it could never kill its owner, the dealer.
“What if we use the personality within the gun?”
I silently smiled and raised my hand.
“Do you know Googoo, Onni?”
I showed the gun in my hand. The gun’s surface heated up, revealing the word “Dealer” written in ancient script.
The dealer widened his eyes in shock. Naturally.
“What…? This is impossible!”
“Why?”
I asked, already knowing the answer.
The oncecomposed expression of the dealer turned into bewilderment.
“That gun only reveals the ancient script when I hold it… Did you use magic? You shouldn’t be able to use magic…!”
“I can’t use magic, but I can use other abilities.”
I grinned and looked at the boss.
He grinned back at me.
Earlier, the boss had muttered something while looking at me. There was a reason for that—it was a spell.
Before coming to this casino today, I had a brief conversation with the boss.
“Boss, I have a question. If it has a personality, can a magical tool be manipulated?”
“By a spell?”
“Yeah!”
“It would take some time, but it should be possible.”
Today, the spellcaster boss gave me power.
Of course, magic couldn’t be used freely in the casino. It was designed to be impervious to other’s magic.
However… among the abilities that mages often disregard, there existed gypsy spells.
I had used that spell to manipulate the magical tool.
Spells, unlike magic, manipulated psychology.
So, it worked not only on humans but also on magical tools bestowed with a personality by humans.
Wearing the expression of a winner, I looked at her.
“You should bring a healer, Onni. But healers can’t revive the dead… I’m worried.”
I aimed the gun at my forehead.
Whoosh.
Of course, the gun, recognizing me as its owner, couldn’t kill me.
The rules of the game. Once the game began, it couldn’t stop unless a declaration of defeat was made.
“This magical tool will recognize me as the dealer for the time being.”
I grinned and waved the gunshaped magical tool.
My white teeth flashed.
“But what about you, Onni?”
“……”
Both the dealer and I knew the answer.
“Declare defeat, or join the game as a participant. Choose one.”
The dealer sighed at my words. She looked at me and asked, almost like a sigh.
“…Before I decide, just one question. How did you know the secret of this magical tool?”
I shook my head playfully in response.
“Trade secret.”
“Ah, of course.”
Quite bewildered, but as a seasoned dealer, she assessed the situation quickly. She looked down at the gun I handed her and bit her red lips.
“Never thought I’d be outsmarted by a kid. You got me.”
I quietly observed the dealer. She bit her lip softly, placed the gun on the table, and declared,
“…By the authority of the dealer, this round of Russian Roulette is over. You win.”
The already bright lights became even clearer.
“Since you’ve won, name your prize.”
“Ugh.”
I stood confidently, hands on my hips, and looked at her.
“I need tickets for the Dark Auction.”
“Ah… I see. Very well.”
Hearing my assertive tone, the dealer tucked her idle hand into her pocket and pulled out a golden ticket.
I furrowed my brows. Surely Melodia had received a red ticket, which made me wonder.
‘What’s going on? Are they trying to cheat me?’
I cast a suspicious glance at the dealer, who then handed me the golden ticket.
“This isn’t a regular auction pass. Special people require special tickets.”
I closed my eyes momentarily, looking down at the ticket in my hand, then opened them again.
This was…
The premium ticket for the auction, something even the renowned Melodia had failed to secure.
Noticing my slight bewilderment, the dealer softly said,
“Do you think you can find happiness and good fortune inside the Dark Auction, little princess?”
That was a question also posed to Melodia in the original story.
Back then, she had smiled and nodded energetically. She did indeed acquire countless useful items in the Dark Auction, securing her happiness and fortune.
But I shook my head.
“I don’t know.”
The dealer touched her chin, as if intrigued by my answer, and suddenly asked,
“Then why do you want to enter the auction?”
“I need to.”
I will buy things from this auction to become stronger.
I will also make money.
So…
“Is it… your destiny?”
She stared at me intently. I neither nodded nor shook my head, simply stating,
“I have people I must protect, no matter what.”
The Male lead Always Seduces Her with His Beauty (Matriarchy)
Xin Jiao Zhou is the leader of the world’s premier sect. She has just experienced betrayal from all sides, was poisoned in an assassination attempt, and faced death squad attacks while the poison was taking effect. After finally clearing out the scum from her sect, she was drugged again while trying to detoxify.
After waking up from a night of unconsciousness, she gained a “beautiful and kind-hearted” husband.
Xin Jiao Zhou: “???”
He fell ill.
She came to see him, bringing breakfast.
As she put down the breakfast and was about to leave, his hand slipped while holding the spoon. “Clank!”
She turned around upon hearing the noise.
He looked up at her, his eyebrows drooping: “My hand… has no strength.”
“Shall I… feed you?” she asked tentatively.
He opened his mouth cheerfully: “Ah—”
Thinking she was drowning, he jumped in without hesitation to save her, but nearly drowned himself. In the end, it was she who swam over to rescue him, giving him air underwater.
After emerging from the water, his ear tips turned red. He lightly brushed his cheek, tucking his sideburns behind his ear, revealing delicate, pink-tinged ear tips. He lowered his gaze, too embarrassed to look at her.
Xin Jiao Zhou: He’s truly beautiful, kind-hearted, and adorable.
A certain someone when disciplining subordinates behind the scenes: “If they don’t obey, just kill them.”
What’s that? She might already have someone she cares about in her heart? A certain someone: Find out who it is, kill them, and then there won’t be anyone.
What? She met a man by the riverside? What? That man even hurt her? A certain someone: Whichever hand hurt her, chop off his entire arm.
Love at first sight without realizing it, gradually falling in love, slowly getting closer…
Family and national grudges, schemes and desires, good and evil, crime and punishment, she and he face the future together, seeking justice with passion!
A naturally dark female lead who could accidentally destroy the world but is actually an honest person VS a weak, pitiful, and helpless but skilled fighter, beautiful white-cut black male lead
My heart is not of stone, how steadfast is your love? — Tao Yuanming “Imitating the Ancients (No. 3)”
— Reading Guide —
Cold female lead & dramatic black lotus with hidden yandere traits male lead
