Chapter 285 I said we were betting, do you believe it?
Alvin returned to his room.
Then stared at the door and waited patiently.
"Who would be the first to come?"
Alvin looked up at the ceiling, as if talking to the air.
A muffled sound came from under the bed.
"Are you sure someone will come to you? I think they should be packing their bags now?"
Alvin was absolutely in awe. How did he do it?
Alvin showed a confident expression.
"I guess it's Ms. Shipton."
"I guess you're wrong..."
"Do you want to make a bet?"
There was silence under the bed.
"What are you betting on?"
"If you want to lose, tell me all the secrets of your organization."
Under the bed
"Don't be so confident, what if you lose?"
Alvin smiled. This was the first time he was laughing so happily today.
"I haven't lost!"
There was silence under the bed again.
Gambling alone without friends is like walking in a brocade dress at night.
So Alvin decided to give Shadow a chance to lose.
"Okay, if I lose, I can agree to your request. How about it, you know, I can do a lot of things."
The sound of pounding the ground came from under the bed.
"Go a bet!"
"good!"
Alvin likes this feeling.
He looked up at the sky, then suddenly said, "From now on, you count twenty numbers."
Alvin was counting too. When he counted silently to ten, he heard a slap in the face from under the bed.
If you can't hear the voice of the person in the underground world after ten steps, it will be useless.
What's more, he also heard the identity of the person.
After ten numbers, a gentle knock came from the door.
The sound of slap ended abruptly.
Alvin replied, "Please come in."
Ms. Shipton walked in.
Alvin's face instantly smiled like a twisted rag.
Shipton looked at him in surprise, thinking that he was not the time, and the other party obviously hadn't taken medicine yet.
"What's wrong with you? Madam?"
Alvin rarely treats his friends so politely.
This may be wrong, but he always believes that with his friends, he should be careless about the details.
Ms. Shipton had secretly prepared several instant magic tricks, just waiting for the other party to attack.
"I...I want to ask you to go and see the teleportation magic array. After all, sometimes you can do things that no one else can do."
"But...if you are inconvenient now, I can wait and come again."
Alvin's smile has not yet dissipated, and he looks particularly...slutty.
"Madam, can I know your decision about what I just announced?"
Ms. Shipton showed a hesitant expression on her face.
"To be honest, I didn't expect you to make these things public. This caught me off guard. I haven't thought about these things yet."
Alvin smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. If it's convenient, you can sit down first. I guess someone will come later."
Ms. Shipton: "I'm not doing anything, but I'm here, is it convenient?"
She still doubted whether the other party had not taken the medicine. If he was beaten by a mentally ill patient, it would be useless to be beaten.
Alvin sat in the chair, "Convenient, especially convenient. You can find a place to sit, there are many places, and I guess Lord Leon had the habit of having meetings in the room before."
Ms. Shipton found a far place to sit down. It was indeed a big place, so it could provide her with a considerable safe distance.
Feeling that she could handle some accidents, Ms. Shipton broke the embarrassing situation.
"Who are you waiting for? Alvin?"
Alvin smiled happily again, he had a premonition that he was going to win again.
"Yes, I guess someone will come to me later."
"oh……"
Ms. Shipton obviously did not find the topic to continue.
Alvin had to take the initiative: "I guess it's Miss Garriage."
"Oh? Julie? That's how you think?"
Ms. Shipton was perfunctory in social etiquette. She didn't care about these things. What she really cared about was the teleportation magic circle.
"Well, do you want to make a bet?"
Alvin was a little anxious.
A soft sound came from under the bed.
Ms. Shipton noticed: "What sound?"
Alvin concealed: "Nothing, you know, there are always some mice in the old castle."
"Oh, that's right."
Ms. Shipton nodded. She still knew the sanitary conditions of this era.
So she usually has to set up a purifying magic circle in her room, which can prevent insects, mosquitoes, water, fire, and theft.
"So, do you want to bet?"
Alvin's voice was obviously a little anxious.
Ms. Shipton: "What's the point of betting on this? What if you made an appointment in advance?"
The bed suddenly became silent.
Alvin knew the idea of the "rat". So he wanted to break this point so that some people would think they were winning this way.
"So ma'am, did we make an appointment in advance for your arrival?"
Ms. Shipton shook her head: "No. Oh, I understand what you mean. Did you make an appointment in advance? I can ask when she comes."
"So……"
Ms. Shipton pondered for a moment: "I've been betting! But if she says you made an appointment in advance, you will lose?"
Joke, the intelligence of elite magicians is quite high.
Anyway, I am idle, but it’s a pity... it’s not raining outside.
Alvin breathed a sigh of relief: "So, what are you gamble?"
Ms. Shipton thought for a while and said, "Ten gold coins?"
Alvin suddenly said anxiously: "What's the point? Why not do you think so? If you lose, just agree to me. If I lose, I will meet your request. How about it?"
There was another noise under the bed.
Ms. Shipton was a little afraid of dirty things like mice, so she threw a magic ball in it.
This instant freezing magic has been prepared for too long and cannot be used to Alvin. So let's take it as helping him remove the four evils.
Swish.
A gust of cold mist emerged from under the bed.
The world is quiet.
Alvin urged again, "How is it? Madam, do you agree?"
Ms. Shipton doesn't care: "Okay. I agree, but you don't have to make any weird requests."
Alvin then let out a long sigh: "Don't worry, ma'am, I respect you very much."
Under the bed, the "ice mouse" crackled inside.
It was the sound of a broken heart of glass.
At the same time, the mouse began to count silently.
After five numbers, Miss Garrieg pushed the door open and entered in a hurry.
As soon as she entered the door, she saw Alvin, and was about to ask questions...
"Wait a moment!"
Ms. Shipton was surprised, but responded quickly, and immediately interrupted Miss Garrig.
The latter noticed Ms. Shipton's existence at this time and immediately turned into a lady and stood tall.
"Did you have a date in advance?"
The date at this time does not mean dating, but rather a formal social occasion.
Miss Garrig denied it ladyily.
"oh……"
Ms. Shipton was a little disappointed.
Alvin was proud and then said, "I just made a bet with the lady and said that the next person to enter the door would be you. It seems that I won."
Miss Garrieg had a wrong idea, thinking that the other party was saying that the two were in touch with each other, her fair and pretty face couldn't help but turn red, and she gave Alvin a blank look: "Hate."
Alvin looked at Miss Garrig and suddenly became arrogant again: "...Would you like to make a bet..."
Under the bed: "…"
Ms. Shipton: “…”
The two people are at the same time, should they stop them?
"Okay! OK!"
Miss Garrieg shouted: "Are you going to bet who will be the next person to enter?"
Both hearts were broken at the same time.
Alvin smiled and blossomed.
...
Jiang Ge has been hesitating.
After listening to the amazing news announced by Alvin, he was swaying.
Warcraft, the Knights of the Storm, the Knights of the Holy Sea, those ocean-level existences, are just a drop of water in front of them.
How should I choose?
Whether to escape or not is a problem.
Jiang Ge decided to talk to Alvin before talking.
He pushed open the door of Alvin's room with great worries, lowered his head and walked in.
"I……"
Before he could speak, he heard several people crying in pain at the same time.
There was a particularly sudden cheer in the middle, and it was a special... chickens stood in the crowd of cranes.
Jiang Ge looked up and his chin almost fell down: "Boss Victor, Jack, Ms. Shipton... Oh? And Miss Garrig? Are you all here?"
Seeing the nine people in the room staring at him fiercely, Jiang Ge couldn't help but take a step back. He didn't know that there was another person under the bed, who was also cursing him secretly.