Chapter 79: The Golden Killer
"It must be beginner's luck!" a gambler shouted. "I've been playing for years and never been this accurate. How can a kid who hasn't even grown all his hair do it?"
"Exactly! Exactly! Newcomers always have a bit of luck. Just wait and see, he'll lose it all in a bit!"
"Kid, I advise you to quit while you're ahead! This kind of luck is rare!"
"Don't listen to them, keep playing! You'll know how tough it is when you lose everything!"
You expressionlessly collected your winnings, preparing for the next round. However, you guessed correctly again.
"This kid's luck is too good!" "Two hits in a row, both with three dice. The probability..."
The murmurs around grew louder, and the King on the high platform also looked a bit unnatural. He stared intently at the seven dice, his brows slightly furrowed.
The fifth round began. You continued to bet, choosing more dice this time. The dice cup rattled again, and the attendant's fingers made a subtle movement. But the Golden Thread was faster. Four dice, all hit! The entire venue erupted now.
"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!" "That kid... how did he do it?!"
The King's expression completely changed, leaving only a face full of astonishment. In the sixth round, you still won. In the seventh round, it was the same. Cold sweat began to seep from the King's forehead. He frequently winked at the attendant manipulating the dice, but no matter how the attendant adjusted, you could always hit accurately.
By the eighth round, your wager had rolled to an astonishing number. The public's expressions turned from envy to shock. The gamblers who had lost money began to stare at you with dangerous eyes. Some whispered about ambushing you after you collected your money and the King left the square. Some had already quietly gathered people, preparing for an ambush.
"Last hand." "I will put in all my winnings and challenge to hit all seven dice."
As your words fell, the entire square fell into dead silence. This was a challenge no one had ever dared to attempt since the Dolos dice game was created. If you won this round, you would gain enough wealth to buy half of Dolos.
The King's face was extremely grim, but he still kept his composure, placing all his hopes on you losing this hand. "Kid, are you crazy?" The fat guard officer's eyes widened. "That's a hundred times payout! You're just throwing money away!"
You remained unmoved, pushing all your winnings to the front of the table. "Begin."
The attendant tremblingly picked up the dice cup and shook it vigorously. Seven dice leaped wildly in the tray, making crisp clattering sounds. Just as the dice cup was about to drop, you closed your eyes.
The Golden Thread fully unfurled! Seven threads appeared simultaneously, each precisely locking onto its target. Subtle adjustments, perfect timing. Each die slowly stopped in its predetermined position according to your will.
"Red one! Orange two! Yellow three! Green four! Cyan five! Blue six! Purple seven!" You called out the answer.
The dice cup landed. Seven dice lay quietly in the tray. Red one, Orange two, Yellow three, Green four, Cyan five, Blue six, Purple seven. Not a single one off!
The entire square erupted in a thunderous gasp of amazement. This was the first time in Dolos's history that someone had perfectly guessed all the numbers! And the prize money was so large it could make one faint!
The King finally couldn't sit still. He suddenly stood up, pointed at you, and sharply shouted: "Enough! You little brat, you're definitely cheating!" "Who exactly are you?! Guards, take off his hood!!"
But before the guards could approach, you calmly reached out and removed the hood covering your face. Black hair reflected in the firelight. An overly exquisite face was exposed to everyone's view. Most striking were those unique golden pupils. Reflected in the firelight, they seemed like burning gold, beautiful and dangerous.
At first, the public merely praised the child's incredibly beautiful appearance. But soon, sharp-eyed individuals began to find the face familiar. "This face... and these golden eyes..."
Someone pulled out a wanted poster from their pocket and carefully compared it. Their face instantly changed drastically. "Wait! I recognize him!" "He's the thief on the wanted poster! That golden-eyed thief!"
The news spread like wildfire through the crowd. "What?!" "Look at his eyes! Golden pupils!" "It really is him!"
Immediately, some wanted to capture you for the bounty, while others wanted to reclaim the money they had lost. The entire square descended into chaos.
The King had his guards fetch the wanted poster, and after careful comparison, an angry expression appeared on his arrogant face: "You scoundrel! I knew something was strange... How dare you cheat in front of this King?!" "Do you think you can escape punishment?!"
But in reality, he was more shocked than anyone. This gambling game was his means of accumulating wealth from the very beginning; every die was manipulated by him. Logically, no one should be able to win continuously. Yet this kid in front of him had done it, which absolutely meant he had used some method to cheat!
You, however, smiled faintly, surprisingly calm: "That's right, I am the scoundrel you're looking for." This composure surprised everyone. Even though surrounded by hundreds, even though facing a life-and-death crisis, this child remained so composed.
"Impudent!" The King roared furiously. "A mere thief, daring to deceive this King?!" "Men! Seize him!"
Dozens of fully armored guards rushed towards you, swords drawn, radiating killing intent! You slowly raised your right hand. In the air, countless delicate Golden Thread appeared. They shimmered in the firelight, exquisitely beautiful.
But the next second, these beautiful threads transformed into the Grim Reaper's scythes. "Swish—" A sound of air being torn apart rang out. The guard at the very front was still holding his long sword, but a thin red line suddenly appeared across his neck. He froze, reaching up to touch his neck. "Gurgle—" Blood gushed out like a spring. He widened his eyes, looking at his palm in disbelief, then fell heavily.
Before the other guards could react, the Golden Thread surged out like a tide! Dense threads intertwined in the air, forming a massive net of death. Those elite guards in armor were cut into pieces the moment they rushed into the net. Blood rained down! Limbs flew! In just a few breaths, dozens of royal guards were annihilated!
The King watched the slaughter before him, his legs beginning to tremble. How was this a mere scoundrel? This was clearly a demon crawled out from the underworld!
But soon, his cowardly nature took over again. If force couldn't solve it, then use money! Use more money!
"Everyone listen!" The King yelled, his voice hoarse. "I will double the existing bounty!" "Whoever can capture this scoundrel, dead or alive, will receive enough bounty to buy one... no, two city blocks!"
As soon as his words fell, the entire square instantly erupted. Hundreds of greedy gazes focused on you, as if looking at a walking mountain of gold.