Chapter 5 Responsibility, Gambling and Someone(1/2)
"You quite understand~~"
Just like meeting an antique shop owner who knows his buyers well, I nodded in surprise.
"When I first came here, my colleague complained to me that everything was lacking here... Now think about it, it is precisely because of the lack of those few things that life here is so simple and stable..."<
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"Well, well, it's a shame you found it."
I can't help but admire his keen observation.
As he said, the backwardness and remoteness of the town make everything here extremely simple and difficult to change.
This is why some traveling businessmen are still willing to drop by the town from time to time even if they know there is not much profit to be made - the stability of the town is unique.
"What a great place..."
But then Barrick's eyes dimmed:
"It would be great if I could live here..."
"..."
"..."
The brief silence made me notice that he no longer hiccupped constantly.
"...What are your plans for the future?"
And the topic inevitably returns to reality.
"What else can I plan... Anyway, let's find a way to borrow some money first and ask my colleagues to bring it to my family..."
"What about yourself?"
"..."
Barrick lowered his head.
The wind outside was very strong, wrapping around the tavern and making a strange whistling sound. The cold air came in through the cracks in the door, causing a series of sneezes. Seeing this, the clerks hurriedly cast a fire spell on the fireplace.
Are you going to spend this winter penniless...
"Your family...do they have any savings?"
"...I don't know, I hope so...I haven't seen them for a long time."
"Eh?"
"Ever since I started this business, I have been running around all day long. I have no time... I always ask a reliable person to send the money..."
"Well..."
I heard some kind of ominous prediction, so I quickly swallowed my drink and threw away the unnecessary thoughts.
"Huh..."
Barrick took a deep breath and looked slumped.
Looking at his appearance, I couldn't help but feel a little guilty.
——If you had not cared so much and chosen to tell him the prophecy of divine purpose, would the outcome have changed?
From a certain perspective, I bear some responsibility.
I have to do something...but I don't have much money either...
Then...
I put down the bottomed wooden cup and stood up.
"Wait for me."
"Huh? What are you going to do?"
"Try your luck."
Without waiting for Barrick to answer, I quickly walked towards the counter of the pub - it was crowded with people as always.
There are several large wooden boards hanging next to the counter, attracting people's attention.
On the wooden board is the quiz for this issue, and relying on magic, the odds are being updated in real time.
In the small town, almost every tavern has this kind of small gambling game - the drinkers tell the clerk at the counter their money and bet objects, receive the corresponding voucher, and then just wait for the result to be announced.
"I buy No. 3, choose..."
The person next to me seemed to have made up his mind, and while talking to the clerk, he handed him 40 yuan.
Well, as I said - in this type of betting, the bets are just divination used to test luck, so the bet amount is generally very small.
But exceptions are not ruled out.
I looked at the betting boards casually, secretly praying that my plug-in would work.
However, it conveys nothing to me.
"Oh~~Mr. Gu is here."
"Yes."
Someone said hello to me, and I recognized the person as the owner of the tavern based on his voice.
"It's really rare that you are interested in betting."
"Really..."
The tavern owner and I have a good relationship. I became his drinking buddy when he was still a smart, thin guy. Now he has turned into a bald man with a beer belly.
"How about trying that one?"
"Oh?"
I looked at the betting board he was pointing to and saw it said:
[Number one guess! The results of the first battle of the expeditionary force!]
"Expeditionary Force?"
"Oh, haven't you heard, Mr. Gu? The cavalry team in our town received an order and was transferred to the north to join the expeditionary force."
Oh...such a big thing happened while I was concentrating on moving the tailor shop.
"It's a rare situation."
"That's right."
"Have the cavalry left?"
"We set off early this morning."
"That's it..."
The tavern owner's words revealed his pride.
Not to mention me, in fact, this was the first time I saw an army from a small town join the expeditionary force.
"What a great thing! Our town is so inconspicuous, but His Majesty the Emperor still remembers us and gives us the opportunity to fight for honor... Your Majesty is wise! Long live Your Majesty!"
...Well, it’s indeed worth being happy about.
"Long live your Majesty."
Let me add one sentence.
However, that means...
I looked at the betting board - the betting amount for the side marked "win" was a lot, and the betting amount for the side marked "lost" was "0".
Sure enough, this is another "blessing ceremony".
"Then I'm just like everyone else."
I bet a hundred dollars on "victory".
"Wise decision! Mr. Lonely."
The tavern owner praised loudly.
"Thank you and wish everything goes well."
"Definitely!"
"Hmm."
After bidding farewell to the tavern owner, I prepared to return to my seat.
Just when I was thinking about whether to go to the next tavern, the divine eye activated:
[The chance of the cavalry being annihilated in the first battle is 100%]
......
I strode to Barrick's side.
"Now the luck problem is solved."
I sat down:
"There remains a question of courage."
"Hiccup... a question of courage?"
Barrick burped and squinted, not knowing what I meant.
"Let me ask you - if I could help you get enough money to go back to the West, as long as you were willing to shamelessly do a simple thing, would you do it?"
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