novelraw Chapter 74 Fighting Evil
Chapter 74 Fighting Evil
"These are the card-playing friends you invited?"
Lorne leaned back in his chair, his fingers lightly tapping the edge of the card table as he sized up the new gambler opposite him. The man had a head of deep blue, seaweed-like hair, as if it had been soaked in seawater countless times, and his rugged face was marked with the marks of wind and sun.
A sailor? Or the captain of a ship? In any case, he must be someone who makes a living at sea... Lorne glanced at the man briefly and made a judgment in his mind.
There's no shortage of people like this by the sea, so it's not surprising that the competitive man across the way found such a card-playing buddy.
"However, this person always seems different from their appearance; they seem quite cunning..."
Lorne became secretly wary. This blue-haired man gave him a strange feeling; he looked like a rugged sailor, but his eyes were unusually shrewd.
"Just someone to fill in at the last minute." Danitz—the sallow-browed man who had lost several games in a row—waved his hand impatiently. "Stop talking nonsense and get started."
"Hopefully he's not a sore loser," Lorne muttered to himself.
Just minutes earlier, Lorne had agreed to the man's request for another game, even though he had already lost several matches in a row.
He hadn't originally intended to agree, but Danitz's persistent pleading made him change his mind.
Firstly, it's really not fair to just leave after winning.
Secondly, he was from out of town and didn't want to get into trouble in this unfamiliar port.
Based on these two considerations, he simply agreed to the other party's request for another round.
However, perhaps because he had lost too many times, Danitz gave up on playing the game of comparing sizes and decided to play something else.
After arguing with Lorne, they chose to play the game of fighting evil.
It wasn't that Lorne wanted to play; it was just that he didn't know how to play any other games besides this one. After all, "Fighting Evil" was essentially a variation of "Dou Dizhu" (a popular Chinese card game), and he understood the rules. As for why this game even existed...
It's because of Rosell, of course!
'Just how much did this time-traveling predecessor copy...' Lorne muttered to himself as he arranged his cards. 'They even have Texas Hold'em! Where did Texas Hold'em even come from in this world?'
"Perhaps I could invent a board game... well, but it seems there are no airplanes in this world, so 'airship chess' would be fine too." Seeing how elaborate Russell's copying was, Lorne also had the idea of bringing some board games to the table.
……
"You don't need to be so wary of me," Alger Wilson suddenly spoke, his voice low and steady. "I'm not that familiar with him either." He pointed at Danitz, a faint smile playing on his lips.
He felt a little uncomfortable under Lorne's gaze, so he had no choice but to speak up and explain.
He sat at the card table, looking at the young man opposite him who seemed to have incredible luck, and the pirate next to him who was desperately losing, feeling somewhat amused and exasperated.
Not long ago, he came to this casino to inquire about the latest news.
"Blazing Flame?" He saw a somewhat familiar figure as soon as he entered the room.
"You've been recognized?" Danitz was startled when he heard someone calling his name.
"What brings you here?" After recognizing the person who came, Danitz calmed himself down and asked casually.
He had met Alger at a pirate convention before and knew that Alger had a ghost ship and about a dozen sailors. He was a guy with decent strength but not much of a reputation.
Moreover, the other party has some official connections...
"Just got back from the sea," Alger explained, his gaze sweeping across every corner of the casino, habitually taking in his surroundings.
"Why are you in such a hurry? What's wrong?"
"Could it be that he gambled away everything?"
Danitz scoffed, "Your imagination is quite vivid. Am I really that pathetic...?"
"However..." Danitz's face flushed red, and he suddenly changed the subject.
"You've come at the right time. There's a card game here, and we're just one player short."
As he spoke, he pulled Alger toward the card table.
Danitz was out of options. After losing several rounds in a row, his competitive spirit had been aroused. But fighting evil requires three people, and he was on vacation today, so he was alone and didn't bring any of his underlings with him.
He didn't trust anyone else in the casino.
From this perspective, Alger, who had just entered the room and had met her once before, was actually the most suitable candidate.
"Wait, what's going on?" Alger pressed down on the other person, alert.
"Don't worry, it's just a game of cards. If you lose, it's on me."
Alger was puzzled by the strange competitive spirit emanating from Danitz.
Could it be that this notorious pirate aboard the "Golden Dream" has really lost his mind after gambling?
……
A pair, two 2s, and a three-of-a-kind with two extra cards, a three-of-a-kind with one extra card... Not bad, Lorne nodded slightly. Although he didn't have any Jokers, his hand was good and easy to play.
"Could it be because I've been having such bad luck lately that God took pity on me and changed my luck?"
Lorne, who had good luck with the gamble, was somewhat excited.
"With a dozen or so cards, as long as you don't beat me instantly, you can win."
"I am evil, I go first." Lorne calmed himself down, put on a poker face, glanced at the two people sitting opposite him, and gently stroked the cards with his fingers.
Danitz leaned back impatiently in his chair, squinting at Lorne: "Hurry up and play your card!"
Alger sat quietly to the side, his fingers constantly shuffling the cards in his hand, his face expressionless.
"3." Lorne threw out his smallest card, intending to get rid of the loose cards first.
"Your Majesty!" Alger calmly slammed down a card, his movement as light as if he were dropping a feather.
The card table fell silent instantly.
what?
Lorne's expression froze for a few seconds.
"Playing the King of Spades right off the bat? That's unconventional, how cunning!"
"Pass..."
Danitz glanced at Alger with slight surprise, "Never mind..."
Seeing that both of them shouted "pass," Alger's lips curled up slightly, and he threw out a series of cards.
"A triple combo."
Lorne's forehead began to sweat. He glanced down at the cards in his hand, then looked up at the other person's calm expression: "Pass..."
Danitz also gently shook his head: "Pass."
"A straight, one card left." Alger played another string of cards, his tone relaxed.
"Oh, this...this isn't right. What happened to luck? I only played one card."
"This person didn't cheat!"
With the help of his "machine" abilities, Lorne kept a close eye on Alger's movements and was certain that the other party was not cheating.
Looking at his hand, which had only played one card, Lorne's lips twitched.
"Luckily, I didn't make any promises."
"Looks like someone's good luck is about to run out, bomb." Danitz calmly tossed down four cards, but a sly glint flashed in his eyes.
The bomb explodes, and the bet doubles!
"this……"
Lorne looked at the cards in his hand, somewhat annoyed.
Not a single one!
"3." Danitz threw down the lowest card, while gesturing to Alger beside him with his eyes.
"well……"
Alger sighed and turned his face away: "No."
Danitz frowned, a bad feeling creeping over him.
"Huh? 3!"
He emphasized this again, raising his voice several octaves.
Alger didn't speak, but looked at the other person with a pitying gaze.
Could it be that…?
Lorne's eyes suddenly lit up. He turned his cards face down, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Danitz and Alger.
"If I'm not mistaken, this gentleman only has a 3 left!"
Danitz's expression froze instantly.