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The cloaked woman watched Klein calmly place the chips on the table again, her eyes beginning to show a strange expression. She was never stupid; on the contrary, she was very intelligent.

She had come here for leisure and hadn't thought too deeply. Staring at Klein, hidden beneath the mage's hat, the cloaked woman asked in a strange tone:

"From now on, will you keep winning? Is that right?"

Klein didn't answer immediately. He casually took a glass of juice handed over by a waiter, crushed the berries in the juice, even grinding the berry pits into powder.

"A bit sour!"

"I'm asking you a question. Will you keep winning?"

The other party's reaction speed was somewhat beyond Klein's expectations. It seemed he had gone a bit too far just now.

"Yes."

Hearing Klein's admission, the cloaked woman suddenly chuckled.

"So, you deliberately let me lose. I had a lot of chips just now. Were you using me to attract the dealer's attention?

Gambling skills that can predict almost 100%... Your scheme is not small!"

This woman's intelligence was somewhat beyond Klein's expectations. He didn't particularly like women with good brains because they were hard to deceive, which was terrible.

"You've discovered it all. You're quite clever."

"Don't worry, I won't report you. However, this casino has a very strong background. I can't sense any magic or battle qi fluctuations in you. Are you sure you want to cause trouble here?"

The cloaked woman's repeated reminders finally moved Klein somewhat. Good gambling ethics were one thing, but such good character too? Comparing yourself to me like this makes me look like a scumbag.

Klein turned his head, took a greasy meat pie from the woman's hand, and said while eating.

"I've cheated you, and you can still kindly remind me. I'm truly touched!

How about this? I have a 100-Theil chip here. I'll buy your meat pie. Take it to get a ride; keep the change."

The cloaked woman was stunned as she watched Klein force a 100-Theil chip into her hand. A hundred Theils and keep the change? You're so generous!

"You're a very interesting person! What's your name?"

"I'm Klein. Don't you have something else to do? Hurry up and leave."

Having won again, he now had over 100,000 chips. As he collected his chips, a waitress walked directly to Klein's side and asked:

"Sir, chips exceeding 100,000 can be used to play in the VIP area. It's quieter there, and the stakes are higher."

Klein shrugged and smiled at the waitress, saying:

"I heard you guys are a very powerful mafia. If I don't go, will I be stabbed to death here? If I go in, will you not let me leave after winning money? I'm so scared!"

The waitress's expression stiffened, but she continued to maintain her smile, saying:

"Sir, you're too funny. We're a legitimate casino. How could we do such a thing? You can leave whenever you want. Um, what is your name, sir?"

"Can I really leave whenever I want? Then I'll go in and take a look! As for my name, call me Klein."

"Alright, Mr. Klein, please follow me!"

Klein stood up and turned his head to say to the cloaked woman beside him:

"I'm really sorry, I'm going to the noble VIP area. You're a good person, but we won't have a chance to be together. Hurry back and don't let your parents worry."

Klein shamelessly gave the cloaked woman a "good person" card, turned around, and followed the waitress away.

"My parents? Heh heh heh!"

The cloaked woman smiled. Having always maintained a calm demeanor, she didn't care about Klein's smugness. However, after glancing at the time, she still shook her head, preparing to leave.

"Interesting fellow. It's a pity there's not enough time; otherwise, I would definitely play with you."

Just as she was about to leave, Klein was stopped by the waitress at the entrance to the VIP area.

"Sir, to prevent cheating, cloaks are not allowed in the VIP area. You must show your true face, and your fingers must also be visible. You can hang your cloak here first."

"Quite a few rules."

Klein took off his mage's hat, revealing his signature buzz cut and the faint scars on his neck that resembled magic纹.

The cloaked woman turned back and glanced at Klein, her pupils constricting. She subconsciously crushed the snack in her hand, and with her other hand, she slowly put her mask back on, completely concealing her expression.

"Klein, Klein, Alex! Chief Klein, it's truly an honor to meet you! Instead of serving well in the West, you've actually run here.

Heh heh heh, the boss thinks so highly of you. It seems I'll have to get to know you properly."

The cloaked woman didn't leave. Instead, after Klein entered the VIP area, she went straight to the second floor of the casino, taking out a card in front of the waiter.

The waiter lowered his head upon seeing the card.

"Your Highness!"

"Don't tell anyone I'm here. If you blab, you know the consequences."

"Yes!"

The cloaked woman didn't say anything more and walked directly towards the inside of the second floor. After arriving alone in a room on the second floor, she took off her cloak and mask.

She had the same face and hair color as the Empress and Qianhua, but she was a bit thinner than Qianhua.

Qianyu, the Second Princess of Tairreria, hailed as the Empress's perfect successor, the ruler of the northern cities!

Just like she said to Klein, she was only here for leisure. Tens of thousands of Theils were truly just a drop in the bucket.

Qianyu skillfully tied up her hair, then put on a golden wig, quickly changed her makeup, and finally put on a waitress uniform.

Walking out the door, she directly snatched a drink from a real waitress's hand and headed towards the VIP area.

......

The maid led Klein into the VIP area. There were only four tables in total: one playing Texas Hold'em, one playing Stud Poker, one with dice, and another with a very crude game of High-Low, but no one was playing it.

The female dealer at the High-Low table had a particularly outstanding temperament, lacking the worldliness of the other tables. The look of this table seemed to prove that her skills were the best.

"Mr. Klein, what would you like to play?"

Now that he was here, Klein's purpose had been achieved. He didn't want to play anything too complicated, mainly because it was too slow.

"I'm a bit slow-witted, so I don't understand those things. Let's just play High-Low!"

The maid subconsciously wanted to laugh. Wasn't he just asking for death!

However, Klein didn't care. He directly placed his ten 10,000 Thale chips on the High-Low table and pushed them all in.

This action was a bit eye-catching, because usually, people who had just arrived in the VIP area would play it safe for a few hands to test the waters. 100,000 Thales would take even a professional a long time to earn.

The female dealer at the High-Low table was already a Third-Order professional. She was also interested in Klein's all-in behavior as soon as he came in.

She glanced at Klein and, after confirming that he indeed had no energy fluctuations, smiled and said:

"Mr. Klein is really bold to play so big as soon as he comes in. My name is Jane, and I'm very happy to meet a friend like you."

Klein waved his hand and said with a double meaning:

"It's okay, I'm just a rich idiot, so feel free to deal."

Jane was stunned for a moment. A rich idiot? Did someone actually describe themselves like that?

"Mr. Klein is very humorous. Then let's begin."

Jane smiled and shuffled the cards very skillfully. Perhaps it was because of her confidence in her gambling skills, or perhaps it was because of the principle of not fleecing newcomers, but Klein noticed that she didn't cheat.

After Jane shuffled the cards, she handed them to Klein, indicating that Klein should shuffle first. Klein simply cut them a couple of times and then threw the cards back to Jane.

"I'm done, it's your turn."

Jane naturally drew a card and flipped it onto the table.

"I have a 9 of Diamonds, not a bad card. Mr. Klein, it's your turn."

Klein paused for a moment and suddenly asked:

"Are we playing high or low?"

"Mr. Klein, it's up to you. I'm fine with either."

Klein placed his hand on a card.

"I feel like this card is an 8. I can't be sure about the other cards, so let's play low, shall we? Do you agree, Miss Jane?"

The smile on Jane's face didn't change. The card under Klein's hand should be a Jack, but she didn't expose him, only nodding calmly.

"The customer is God. Since Mr. Klein wants to play low, then let's play low."

"Hehe, now is the moment to witness a miracle."

"Pa!"

Klein threw the card on the table. It was indeed an 8 of Spades, just a tiny bit lower than Jane's.

Looking at the cards on the table, the smile between Jane's eyebrows finally faded a little. She hadn't noticed Klein manipulating the cards at all. How was that possible?

However, it was the first hand, and she usually let it go as a matter of course, so Jane politely said:

"You win, Mr. Klein. Congratulations."

"I told you, my intuition is always particularly accurate. I should shuffle the cards first this round, and we're still playing low, right?"

Klein took the cards and shuffled them in a decent manner, then returned the cards to Jane.

At this time, Jane's mind was still replaying the situation of the previous hand. As a senior dealer of the Silver Flower Sisterhood and a Third-Order professional herself, such a mistake should not have happened at all.

Jane still didn't cheat. She carefully shuffled the cards, confirming the value of each card.

"This time, I'll flip the card first."

Jane confidently drew one of the cards, but when she flipped it over, her fingers froze, and her eyes narrowed.

"This, how is this possible?"

The card she flipped was the Ace of Spades, the highest card, but unfortunately, they were playing low.

Klein stared at the Ace of Spades on the table and said with a look of amazement:

"Wow, the Ace of Spades. But aren't we playing low? Does that mean I don't even need to draw a card?"

Jane took a deep breath. She had encountered an expert, and a very clever one at that, who didn't show any flaws at all.

If there was a one in ten thousand chance that she would make a mistake, that was possible, but to make mistakes twice in a row was impossible no matter what.

The precise control of a Third-Order agility professional over their fingers made it impossible for such errors to occur.

And she didn't feel like she had made a mistake, which could only mean one thing: that the other party was not simple, or rather, the other party was here to cause trouble.

Klein didn't give Jane too much time to think and once again pushed all the chips over.

"This time, I won't shuffle the cards. I'll open first, I won't touch anything throughout, and we're still playing low, okay?"

Jane, who was originally preparing to leave, hesitated when she heard Klein's conditions. She took a deep breath. If she couldn't stop Klein even like this, then this matter was no longer something that gambling skills could solve.

"Mr. Klein is very confident. Jane will naturally accompany you."

Jane carefully shuffled the cards twice again, then arranged the cards in her hand on the table.

"Mr. Klein, choose a card!"

"Choose one for me, I said, I won't touch it."

Klein said very calmly. This calmness put even greater pressure on Jane, causing her to fall silent.

Klein didn't urge her and turned to look at the blonde maid who had been standing motionless for a long time. This was the first time he had seen such a clueless maid.

Klein casually picked up a 100 Thale chip and stuffed it into the other party's collar.

"I don't drink alcohol. Get me a glass of juice. Here! This is a tip!"