1-to-100 tables.
This is a method casinos typically use to satisfy the demands of certain high-rollers. They would cordon off the entire casino, distributing the betting funds across every single table for calculation. This way, from the perspective of each individual table's winnings or losses, it wouldn't exceed the table's limit. However, if one "pulled" 100 tables, the total amount would actually be multiplied by 100.
But now, the scene before them was slightly different from that.
Under the direction of the casino manager,
waiters streamed in, carrying 88 brand new roulette wheels. These were made of imported, precious cherry wood, with a diameter of 360mm, and a disk composed of 38 pieces of cherry wood with different patterns. The gleaming, polished surface clearly reflected the excited, flushed faces of the gamblers present.
Next, eighty-eight female dealers, who looked more like a group of wild beasts or knights than typical croupiers, emerged from the large door at the end of the hall and took their respective positions before the one hundred tables.
A typical 1-to-100 scenario refers to a high-stakes gamble between a gambler and the house, with the process displayed across 100 tables.
However, this rule couldn't apply to roulette.
Each roulette table pointed to a chaotic, unknown outcome.
For a single gambler to win against the casino in this manner, leaving the casino without a shred of its assets, there was only one way—
to engage in a genuine, one-against-a-hundred gambling duel!
"Knight Su Ya, it looks like the casino is getting serious with you."
At this moment, Grete Flarette chuckled, raising her folding fan to tap Su Ya's shoulder, and said,
"However, the method of this high-stakes gamble is completely different from earlier~!"
Hearing this, Su Ya didn't know what was different, but his expression subtly tightened.
Just then,
the casino manager, dressed in a Western suit that contrasted with the surrounding medieval noble aesthetic, walked steadily towards them.
As he moved, the order of the entire casino suddenly shifted.
Strong, calf-like waiters led the gamblers in the hall to both sides, their hands clasped over their lower bellies, guarding the flanks.
The entire hall became utterly quiet, silent, with only heavy breathing and the manager's footsteps remaining.
Thump, thump, thump.
Soon, he arrived before Su Ya's group, displaying a perfectly professional smile.
"Sir, my name is Miles. I am the manager of this casino, and concurrently, the Vice Commander of the Royal Capital's Guard Knights."
"I must say, your gambling skills are truly astounding."
"And whether this is God's favor or your personal exquisite gambling technique, tonight, you shall receive the highest respect from the Wincheston Grand Casino and from me personally."
"Respect?"
Su Ya savored the word, then grinned, looking at the manager and stating bluntly:
"So, what do you intend to do next?"
If the manager hadn't appeared, then the vast majority of the nearly thousand people in the entire casino would have surely followed Su Ya's bets.
After all, in the face of an opportunity to win 12,000 gold pounds, the price they might have to pay was merely 348 gold pounds.
And once Su Ya won, the casino would suffer a loss of nearly 12 million gold pounds.
From this perspective,
this was even more terrifying than the record set by Princess Morgan Le Fay, and might even lead to the casino's direct bankruptcy.
"As you can see, you will be gambling with us."
Miles smiled sincerely, then turned his head to look at Merlin standing behind Su Ya, a helpless smile appearing on his face.
"You came here with Miss Merlin, presumably for the treasures she pawned with us."
Su Ya noncommittally nodded.
"Then, as long as you agree to participate in this gamble, Miss Merlin's debt will be cleared, and all the magical equipment she pawned with us will be returned."
"At the same time,"
Miles looked at the mountain of over ten thousand chips piled on the single-legged round table beside Su Ya.
"You can take these funds directly with you."
Then,
he turned slightly and gestured towards the 100 roulette tables behind him, stating solemnly:
"And for this game—"
"The rules are no different; it's still roulette. But now, you need to gamble simultaneously with 100 dealers. If you lose, you don't have to pay anything. For every table you win, you'll be paid 12,000 gold pounds."
Hearing this, Su Ya couldn't help but chuckle, asking:
"What if I win them all?"
"Win them all?" Miles raised an eyebrow, his peripheral vision involuntarily glancing at Grete Flarette behind Su Ya, who was winking at him.
He immediately revealed a mischievous smile and said:
"Then, you will ascend to the highest floor of the Wincheston Grand Casino and meet the strongest gambler in the entire kingdom, our boss—Grete Flarette."
"Our boss once said that if you reach the top floor of the casino and beat her—"
"You will gain everything she possesses!"
"Wealth, status, beauty, and even the Cadwallader Family's commercial empire, which monopolizes all industries in the entire Royal Capital of Wincheston!"
Hearing this,
all the gamblers in the casino hall collectively gasped, and the temperature in the hall instantly rose by 3 degrees.
Everyone exchanged excited glances, beginning to whisper, feeling honored to witness such an unparalleled gambling match.
At this moment,
Merlin seemed to have noticed something.
She frowned slightly, gently tugged on Su Ya's sleeve, and quietly reminded him:
"There's less than a minute from when the steel ball starts spinning until it stops."
"And limited by speed, the tables we can simultaneously bet on cannot cover all one hundred tables."
"So, the tables you can't reach can only be called out by you, and then the dealers will place the bets."
Su Ya nodded slightly, his expression growing a bit serious.
He also realized the difference between this gamble and the previous ones.
Winning the gamble was simple.
He just needed to, within one minute, first determine the landing point of the steel ball on all 100 roulette wheels, then verbally call out 100 numbers, and have the dealers place the bets one by one.
But this was fundamentally impossible to achieve.
The casino had clearly designed this game assuming Su Ya could discern the steel ball's landing point on each table. Therefore, this game was less about gambling and more about strategy.
How to allocate and manage his bets, placing more chips on more tables to win more gold pounds, or even win everything, was the key to this game.
Or rather, it was a screening process.
Only by passing this test could he truly meet Grete Flarette and gain her support.
"Since the rules have been clearly explained, then—"
At this moment, without giving Su Ya and his companions too much time to plan their strategy,
Miles smiled slightly, raising his white-gloved hands.
"Clap, clap!"
Applause erupted.
In the hall, one hundred dealers simultaneously launched one hundred steel balls!
Responding to this sudden applause, as if shooting towards the heavens, beginning a race against time,
Su Ya abruptly raised his head, his crimson eyes rapidly scanning the rapidly spinning roulette wheels.
He had no opportunity to replicate the movements and postures of the other 88 dealers,
nor did he have time to put himself in the dealers' shoes and predict the steel ball's landing point based on throwing technique.
The previous miracle was achieved on the premise of two failures.
And now, Su Ya could only precisely determine the landing points on the 12 tables he had just won.
In other words,
Su Ya could at least guarantee winning another 144,000 gold pounds and magical equipment worth 300,000 gold pounds. Although this was a far cry from winning all 1.2 million gold pounds, why refuse free money, right?
His subconscious strategy was to secure a guaranteed win on 12 tables, and then, as much as possible, replicate the dealers' movements to win the tables within his ability.
However, just then.
As Su Ya's gaze swept over the trajectories of the steel balls in the 12 roulette wheels before him,
his pupils suddenly constricted!
At this moment,
within the constructed image of the casino hall in his mind,
each dealer launched the steel ball with a different posture, a different angle, a different force, and a different technique.
Rolling towards unknown answers,
However,
Su Ya now inexplicably felt an unprecedented sense of absurdity rising around him, tightly enveloping him in an airtight manner.
All the tables within his range of precise answers, at this moment, pointed to the same number—
"3!"
Only his own heartbeat and the gurgling sound of steel balls rolling on the cherry wood roulette wheels remained in his ears.
Su Ya suddenly swallowed, abruptly raising his head,
facing the casino hall, which was clearly incredibly noisy but eerily silent in his vision, making his heart race,
facing the thousand-plus people clustered in the hall, seemingly so close yet so far away,
facing the one hundred dealers, he spoke with difficulty:
"All bets, on 3!"