Sebastian's mouth twitched. 'What's wrong with Master today? He's a bit… different,' he thought, looking at Johan, whose eyes were shining like a child while staring at the lion fountain's 'tongue,' from which water streamed down loudly.
Johan stared at the glowing interface, the wheel spinning like it swayed with the wind.
[Wheel of Fortune – Spin? (1000 points)]
'You're asking me this again? I already said gamble all my points.' Johan shot a look of disapproval at the blue screen. He didn't want his gambling addiction back by using spins one by one.
Then his finger moved, hovering over the golden button. His heart started pounding.
'There's no limit on the rewards… it could be anything—like the Demon God's Aether core, or even a skill… or even the Goddess of Death's skill… and my survival also depends on what I pull…' his heartbeat hastened.
Taking a deep breath, he relaxed himself, 'As a gambler, you have to imagine you will never win, and then gamble. Otherwise, you will be too disappointed to gamble again.' Johan shook his head with a smile.
Then, his body leaned forward like a girl with daddy issues finding a guy with a motorcycle and commitment issues, as he pressed the [SPIN] button repeatedly with a grin.
Click.
The wheel spun. Symbols of weapons, skills, potions, and unknown question marks, marked with S class, A class, SSSSS class, E class, blurred together, shifting so fast they became a hypnotic spiral.
Tick. Tick.
Each click of the wheel felt like a hammer against his ribs.
Slower… slower…
"FUCK!" Johan yelled outloud, startling Sebastian staring at him with judging eyes.
It had passed over the Quill of Life, marked SSSSSS.
He knew this artifact. It gave its wielder the ability to rewrite reality—basically, the power of imagination.
Then another S-rank sword. And another.
Then it slowed down significantly more, almost passing one item at a time.
It was going to land on—
[Item: ????? | Rank: ?????]
[Tap to Reveal]
A mystery item.
Johan's breath hitched. He hurriedly pressed the button.
Complaining in the back of his mind at the system giving him anxiety by making him gamble twice for one reward.
Sebastian grew attentive as always, his gaze never leaving Johan, letting the peaceful silence linger.
The chirping of birds enhanced the serenity.
Then, out of nowhere, something appeared in Johan's hand.
Sebastian blinked. Once. Twice.
A thin, rubbery pouch dangled between Johan's fingers, suspiciously slick with an unknown liquid.
A faint, unpleasant musk hung in the air.
Johan stared at it, looking slightly lost.
A long silence enveloped.
Sebastian's lips parted. Then closed again.
"…Master," he finally said, choosing his words carefully, "why are you carrying this with you?"
Johan seemed frozen in time.
[Reward credited: (F Class) Used condom. The host can also use the reward before spinning again.]
How the hell was he supposed to use this? That's something only the system knew.
Johan stayed quiet.
Sebastian's gaze flickered between Johan's unreadable expression and his used condom.
He had served this house for many years.
He had cleaned blood from carpets, disposed of bodies, and committed countless crimes for this house.
But this?
As if getting the cue from Johan's face—"…Shall I dispose of it for you?" he asked at last, his voice betraying nothing. Not even wanting to know why Johan had this.
It wobbled slightly as Johan shifted his grip to pass it to Sebastian. A single drop fell at Sebastian's recently polished black leather shoes, making it sticky.
Sebastian nodded softly, considering what choices in his life led to living this moment.
"Very well."
Johan watched Sebastian's broad back as he left the garden, leaving him alone.
'System! I fucking hate you.' Johan yelled in his mind.
[Would the Host like to gamble again?]
Johan bit his lower lip in frustration.
His image was definitely destroyed in front of Sebastian, and that guy now certainly believed Johan was carraying this because of some weird kink.
"…Screw it, let's try again!" With that thought, Johan instantly pressed the golden button in the center of the circle, not nearly as excited as before.
Click… Click…
The wheel spun again—faster at first, then slower and slower. It passed the protagonist's ability, then an artifact, and finally stopped.
Johan's lips trembled with each movement of the wheel.
[Class A] [Ability: Status]
[Description: It allows the user to peer at 'stats' of anyone, learning their skills, physical stats, mental stats, etc, to make a better estimate of their abilities.]
[Note: They only tell the current stats of the target, but stats can change massively when someone uses the full extent of their powers to increase them. Be sure to make your own judgement beforehand.]
[Reward credited. Just say 'open status' while thinking about looking at anyone's status.]
'Haaa!'
Johan first breathed a sigh of relief for not getting another used condom, then read the description of the reward.
'Hmm, this could be very useful.' Johan scratched his chin deep in thought.
'Looks like you can also get abilities of the 'Player'…'
Only this made sense, there was no ability called status on all characters he knew, but Players could see stats of most characters, including themselves.
'Status open.' Johan wasted no time, checking his stats immediately to test the ability.
Suddenly, the blue screen showing the colorful Wheel of Fortune was covered by a new pop-up, filled with white text and numbers.
It was like opening a new tab in a browser and covering the original one with the new.
Johan's eyes instantly widened, his pupils dilating to the limit. 'How can someone be this weak!?'
[Status Window]
Name: Johan Von Matilda
Rank: A Class
Occupation: Healer
Title: Feeble Monarch
HP: 100/100
MP: 209/210
[Physical Stats]
Strength: 7
Stamina: 14
Agility: 9
Intelligence: 240
Senses: 8
(Points available: 2100)
[Skills]
Passive Skills: None
Active Skills: Bringer of Life [S Class]
Johan's frown only deepened. 'If I remember correctly, MC, when he first awakens his ability, is at thousands of strength… probably even Selene is stronger…
Then he tried to console himself out of this existential crisis.
'No, no. Bringer of Life is still an overpowered ability—worthy of being rated S Class by the system.
You can heal someone who died for less than one minute back to life, and regenerating limbs is as easy as breathing.' This definitely increased his chances at survival, and he could always get stronger.
Then he gritted his teeth, blue veins appearing on his forehead. "The fuck you mean, Feeble Monarch?"
He realized something now. This system didn't take him seriously at all.
Suddenly, his eyes brightened slightly. "Still, my Intelligence stat is top-notch. Its limit was just about 400… I guess it's mostly because both mine and the already-smart Johan's intelligence merged together."
Just as Johan was about to move his finger to spin the wheel again, a firm yet awkward voice rang in his ears—
"Master, it's already 1:00 p.m. You have the Parliament to attend in one hour."
'Fuck!!' Johan checked his memories properly.
Today was the day his potential downfall began.
Johan Von Milford was a high-ranking member of Parliament.
In theory, he just had to vote, debate, argue, intimidate in these hearings. It was simple with the memories. But today was different.
"The hearing about Leor Milford?" Johan asked Sebastian with a faint shade of despair.
If he had completed more quests, he wouldn't have to fear anything.
He just needed time, but now...
'Should I use all the spins now? No, Sebastian is smart. If something like that happened again, he'd be suspicious…' thought Johan, his brows furrowing trying to think of a solution.
Unfortunately for him, Sebastian nodded softly.
"Yes, Master. This is also the kid who is a good friend of young Lady Selene…" he said awkwardly, knowing how much Johan hated Leor.
"He awakened his ability without any external influence. As a commoner, this is impossible. He probably used some forbidden methods. The hearing is to seal this boy's fate." Sebastian obediently shared everything he knew about the case.
Johan's gaze turned sharp.
He nodded in approval at Sebastian. 'I can either bury him or befriend him… I can't let him roam free no matter what. Doesn't matter if he's just a kid or not!' Taking a deep breath, Johan steeled his nerves.
Leor was just a fourteen year old idealistic kid afterall, Johan could definitely manipulate him.
Suddenly, Johan thought of something—
His gaze turned curious. 'I wonder what Sebastian's stats are…'
With this thought, he turned toward the frail-looking, white-haired man in his seventies.
'Open status.'
Then, cold sweat poured down his forehead, covering his face entirely. His eyes widened to the limit.
'Are you kidding me!?'