Magician in Type-Moon

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Second place, simply elegant.

The third one, just seriously.

Fourth place, simply bold.

The fifth place is just gentle.

The sixth person simply remained expressionless.

Some of the casino patrons had been whispering among themselves.

—The six people of the Demon Castle.

—Phim’s daughters.

Amidst the whispers, the original dealer stepped forward.

"My name is Cooper."

Then, without a change in expression, he continued speaking.

"Our master asked us to invite Mr. Matou over. Since we said we couldn't force you, please let us know if you're not interested."

Matou Ike curled the corner of his mouth.

Although he was indeed very interested, he should know that he only understood the rules of most gambling games and had not tried them himself yet.

Is the other party already so impatient?

"Should I say yes?" Medea asked in Matouchi's ear.

Matou Ike simply took her hand and said to the six sisters in front of her:

"Ah. What a rare opportunity. I'll accept your invitation."

Chapter 445 Van Fem

Following the six sisters, Matou Ike and Medea slowly walked deeper into the casino.

At that moment, a man wearing a top hat walked in as if it were perfectly natural.

Matou Ike and Medea followed behind him.

Walking along several narrow passages, a wooden door appeared without warning.

Although it looks very simple, it seems to be quite old, with an atmosphere as if it came from a fairy tale.

After opening that door, an elegant reception room appeared inside.

Although it may not be excessively large since it is only a room on a ship, the feeling is that the rosewood table and the cabinet with wine glasses exude an irresistible elegance.

Both pieces incorporate imagery of ships and cards, probably because they are custom-made furniture.

Standing in front of the table, the man in the top hat thudded as he leaned on his cane.

"I didn't expect you to come in person, especially in this disguised form."

"It's completely exposed."

The man in the top hat turned around and winked at the location of Matou Ike.

The blue handkerchief on his chest swayed like a rose.

This man is the owner of the gambling ship, Van Fem.

"You don't seem to dislike the sun," Matou Ike suddenly asked.

"Are you talking about what happened outside before?" Van Fem smiled slightly. "As a Dead Apostle, it's true that I have a dislike for that, but I'm just a busybody."

Matou Ike nodded. He asked the question simply because the Dead Apostle in front of him was somewhat different from those he had encountered before.

After all, the creatures Matouchi had encountered either appeared at night or, even during the day, were usually only active when covered by a barrier.

However, Matou Ike still accepted.

"Is there something you wanted to see me about?"

"Ah."

When questioned by Matouchi, Van Phym readily admitted it.

"Want to play a game of gamble?"

"What are you gambling?"

"It's nothing serious. It's just a minor divine judgment."

The man in the top hat said this while facing Matou Pond.

"Let's just consider this a prophecy about the banquet. If you win, I'll tell you something I know, and I guarantee it will be some kind of information."

.........

The judgment of the gods.

Since ancient times, people have used various means to distinguish between truth and falsehood, good and evil.

Among them, divine judgment can be said to be universally applicable.

Ultimately, it means setting aside human influence and letting divine will determine the outcome.

For example, the Japanese detective story, "The Detective of the Alliance".

The stones need to be removed from the boiling water by hand.

The determination of guilt or innocence depends on whether or not there was a burn.

For example, a common divination method in a certain region of China uses two semi-circular main figures, commonly known as the "cup legs," to seek divine guidance and determine the fortune of a certain matter.

Alternatively, when making a decision, two coins, one face up and one tails up, represent the Holy Grail, indicating divine approval or a good omen. Two faces up represent divine disapproval or a bad omen.

In different regions, people have used this method to speculate on divine will that was previously unknowable.

"alright."

Upon receiving Matou Ike's reply, the vampire, the owner of the gambling ship, bowed gracefully as if it were "just what I wanted."

“Very good. However, it’s not like the old thing where you stick your hand into boiling hot oil. It’s a very, very simple thing.”

He took three leather cups from the table next to him.

That was a truly remarkable cup.

It's not a matter of material or shape.

Rather, it's because these three cups, as the name suggests, are exactly the same.

"Ah, did you notice? It's extremely difficult to preserve it in exactly the same state as the leather, but even if there's just a trace left, our customers can still identify it individually."

Then, he took out an old coin.

Matou Ike raised an eyebrow.

Looking at the surface of the coin, which emits a dull light.

It was currency etched with the profile of a hero, washed away by the tides of history.

Statue of St. Also known as the Alexander coin.

It was forged during the reign of Iskandar.

However, it was only after his death that the document circulated.

Van Fem placed the coin on the rubber pad.

"I will put this coin into the middle cup."

He picked up the three cups and, as the name suggests, covered the coin with the middle leather cup.

"Then, it goes like this, whoosh whoosh."

At first, the middle one was moved to the right, then the middle one to the left, then the left and right... In this order, the upside-down leather cups were constantly replaced.

At first, the changes were rhythmic, but in less than a few seconds, its speed increased several times, and it could even be mistaken for a whirlwind.

"It's been too long since I've done this, it's a bit too slow."

Van Fem said so.

Even though the eyes had been "enhanced" with magic, the replacement location could not be seen.

It was as if only Van Fim's forearm and above, up to the leather cup, had been transported to another world.

"You seem quite interested in those coins in my hand?"

Suddenly, Van Fem said this.

But as he spoke, the leather cup and his hands never stopped moving.

Only color flows in space.

Normally, at this speed, one should be able to hear the sound of coins clattering against leather, but all one can hear is Van Fem's voice.

“That’s right, there seem to be traces of some kind of magic on it.” Matou Ike didn’t look at the leather cup, but stared at Van Fim’s face and said.

"You're quite perceptive. Do you want to know what the above-mentioned techniques are used for?" Van Fem continued to speak eloquently.

"Then would you be willing to tell me?" Matou Ike replied calmly.

“Of course…” Van Fem drew out his words, “I can’t just tell you that simply.”

Some of the provocative words did not truly stir Matou Ike's heartstrings.

However, this attitude only deepened Matou Ike's impression of the person in front of her.

"Are you trying to whet my appetite? Do you want me to find out this information after I win?" Matou Ike smiled slightly.

There is no doubt that Van Fem does possess some meaningful intelligence.

"That's blatant slander! How could I possibly be that kind of person?" Van Fem's lips twitched as he looked into Matou Ike's eyes.

He never expected that the man in front of him would have such a terrible personality, just like him.

But a second or two later, his expression returned to a smile, and he continued to ask:

"So you want that information?"