After dealing with the two accountants briefly, Charles returned to the bedroom. Perhaps the sound of their conversation outside or closing the door alarmed His Highness, Vichlisa had already woken up from her deep sleep.

She did not get up immediately, but lay on the bed, exposed to the tiny dust in the air and slowly fell on her skin under the sunlight. She stretched her limbs lazyly, and the light pink skin color always gave people a healthy and full of vitality.

There was a variety of charm in her eyebrows and eyes, and there was some hot and bursting magma hidden in her frown and smile.

This may be her happiest day in the past few years, in various senses.

Last night, the two of them talked about the Kingdom of Mentre where she was working, and also talked about the Tenomian Empire. In Vichlisa's mouth, there was no difference between Tenomia and Mentre at that time.

There were many conflicts between the royal family and the aristocratic group, and the civil war had been launched. It was precisely for this reason that she married the king of the kingdom to win over another aristocratic group. In addition to having had a communication with her on the day of her marriage, the king hurried to the front line to resist the approaching aristocratic army.

She waited in the palace for more than two months and waited for the news of the kingdom's destruction. The war between the royal family and the aristocratic group had finally come to a dawn of victory, but at this time, the two countries around Mentel launched the war of destruction without declaring war.

Their army almost drove straight into the border with no one, shattering the walls of the royal capital, cutting off her nominal husband's head, and hanging it on the spire of the tallest building in the palace. From that moment on, Mentel became a country that could only exist in history books.

This is actually very similar to the current situation of the Tenomian Empire. Once the war cannot be decided quickly, foreign forces will inevitably intervene, whether it is for land, wealth, or countless slaves. Even if they are unwilling to start a war, such as Garbo and Poligo, which can represent the world's top merchant groups, it will also prompt people to launch a war of plunder.

At that time, what happened to the Kingdom of Mentre would also happen in the Tenomian Empire.

Sharl knows this better than Vichlissa. In another civilized world, some people declare to maintain world peace while interfering in their neighbors' problems. In this more barbaric world, war is a means of gaining benefits for the powers.

They would not miss such an opportunity to annex twenty-two cities, a large amount of wealth and population.

Of course, these conversations also made Charles feel a trace of experience that they had never experienced before, because they were talking about politics and international situations, and they had never before. The past were just simple sighs of heavy work from the bottom of their hearts, such as "Ah~", and the courage to cheer themselves up and work harder, and the courage to face difficulties like "Come on".

This time, they were talking about these things, which gave him that wonderful feeling that he couldn't say.

"It's time to get up, we have to go out and make some money." Shire changed into a more suitable set of clothes. He still has some money in his hand now, about two thousand gold coins. Earl Liszt gave them some money, but he ignored the speed of Shire spending money, otherwise he should have given more.

Vichlisa shrugged. Charles liked to watch her do this move. When her shoulders were lifted up, the collarbone would be more obvious, and the big baby would also have a lifting move.

He couldn't help but reach out and touched her shoulders and the collar around her neck, "Will this thing be a burden?"

Vichlisa replied while dressing, "No, I can hardly feel its weight for me, and it is difficult to feel its existence when resting, unless you keep thinking about it."

The two of them were dressed neatly and left the hotel. This time, Charle did not look for a tour guide. He already knew how to get to the Sky Tower. Before they left nine o'clock, the staff of the Sky Tower had prepared a car and waited for them outside the hotel.

The two got into the car, and soon arrived at the Sky Tower and then went upstairs.

"How do you plan to make money?" Vichlisa looked at the crazy gamblers curiously. Everything here made her feel novel. She had never been to such a place, let alone seen such crazy people. Everyone showed their ugliest appearance, whether it was thousands or winning money, they were very ugly.

She pointed to those people, "Is it gambling? Are you good at gambling?"

Charles asked the staff around him to clear a seat for him, and then sat at the gambling table with Vichlisa. The drinks brought to them by the staff also had their bargaining chips, a total of 500,000 bargaining chips.

"I'm not very proficient in gambling, but I'm confident in what I know." As he said that, his index finger on his right hand pointed at the edge of the table, then the dealer pressed the small button in front of him, and some collision sounds came from a cup that looked like a button.

That's right, the dice is like a dice, but this dice is a twelve-sided sieve, with a total of three. The smaller chance and higher odds make this gameplay a popular item in the casino.

A bet of up to 100 times is enough to make everyone hold their breath. Although no one has won so far, there are always some people who throw one or two chips in those betting areas to try their luck in every game.

The reason why Charles said this was the item he knew best was his feelings about his body. He could clearly feel the vibrations caused by each collision of the dice in the cup. These vibrations would be transmitted to the gambling table fixed with the dice cup and captured by his fingers. With some subtle guesses, he might not be able to accurately guess the points in each game, but it is very easy to guess the size.

There was once a world-famous gambling king in another world. Because of his superb skills in playing dice and listening to dice, the World Gambling Association has changed the gameplay and standards for him many times, such as adding velvet cloth to the dice cup to ensure that the dice will not make a sound when it rolls and collided, such as placing a bet first and then shaking the dice.

Charles was not in a hurry to place bets. He was observing, observing every slight vibration felt between his fingers, which meant that he closed his eyes and felt the fluctuations. Behind the invisible eyelids, his eyelids contracted, and bloomed with a faint light like a small dot.

The whites of his eyes turned dark blue, like the background of the starry sky, extending infinitely, but now there was a small spot of light around his pupils, rotating around his pupils.

Every fluctuation is magnified to the extreme in an instant, and there is even an illusion that you can see through the dice cup.

The reason for the illusion is that it is not true. He can't see through the dice cup, but he can guess the size. When he felt that it was almost the same, after the dealer pressed the switch and the dice jumped in the dice cup a few times, he pressed the five hundred thousand chips in front of him into a betting area.

In an instant, the gamblers around him took a breath, but then people became excited. There were always some beacons at the gambling table. These people either lost whatever bet or won what bet. In an instant, a large number of gamblers followed Shire to bet, and of course some were placed in the opposite bet area.

The dealer smiled slightly, then turned on the dice cup. His pupils contracted slightly, and he still kept his smile and started paying. At the same time, he stepped on the switch on the soles of his feet.

At this moment, the monitor screen of the lower casino was adjusted to the table of Charles and aimed at him.

Shire, who was vaguely peeping at, didn't care. He watched the dealer pack up the chips and covered the dice cup, pressed the switch, and the dice started to collide at high speed in the dice cup again. This time he pressed it a little longer, more than a second, but in this second, each sieve collided three to five times more.

There were more changes, but it was difficult to escape Shire's judgment. He reached out and grabbed the ten chips, and he held them firmly in his hand and placed them in the betting area. This time people already knew how to bet, and the large number of followers made the dealer's smile a little bitter.

It’s not that he was afraid that the Boss in the casino would make things difficult for him. The reason why he was suffering was that the bonuses during this period were basically ruined - part of the net advantage chips at each gambling table were commissions from dealers, and the amount was not small.

The dice cup opened again made all the gamblers calm for a while, and then they burst into loud cheers, and even some people around who were having fun leaned over.

"Mr. Xia Ya...", the lower-level supervisor appeared at the gambling table in time, "Will it be convenient to leave for a little while?"

Shire nodded, stood up and stood up. He was not worried that anyone would blackmail him. He was a VIP of the Tower of Sky.

The three of them walked to a VIP lounge with no one. Gambling is a very physical and energy-consuming game. Sometimes some guests need to rest after playing for a while, and these lounges are prepared for the guests.

"We plan to use three million chips to buy your correct bet method. Do you think this price is appropriate?" The supervisor's words surprised Charles a little. He smiled and nodded, which also made the supervisor feel relieved. Not only was the VIP guest on the upper level, but he was even more a person.

The destructive power of the overlimiters is really a bit unsettling. There are also their own overlimiters in the Sky Tower. It would be better if the cost of using these overlimiters can be solved with money.

The result was as the supervisor thought, and he guessed that the purpose of Shire's gambling was to clear out the debts in his card, so the money was eventually returned to the Sky Tower, but they lost three chances that could be used by Shire.

It may be a pity, but stability is more important than pity!
Chapter completed!