Chapter 118: 61.2

Well, what the hell is this? Is it the Unicorn or the Prince? Both of them look good. But where did he come from?

But my thoughts were already clouded. I felt like the alcohol I’d been drinking was going to come up. Besides, those two are in one place.

“What are you thinking, Lulu?”

“Oh, no, nothing at all. But why are you here?”

“I saw you on my way here.” Gerald leaned toward me when he smiled. “Did you drink a lot?”

This was not a proper question. This restaurant wasn’t on the side of the boulevard where he could possibly see me on the way.

I squinted at Gerald. But it’s not something to argue about right now. And I felt like I knew the answer to why he knew I was here.

I answered Gerald’s question without a hitch. “Two bottles of wine.”

“Two bottles?”

“It’s because I lost the whole game.” He clenched his teeth

“Then. Shall I join the next game?” Gerald smiled as he stared at the Prince.

“What do you think, Your Grace? Can Gerald join us? It won’t be fun if you’re the only one who keeps on winning.”

“All right. I don’t think I’m going to lose again.”

The cards swirled on the table. Gerald took the cards for me.

“Okay, then shall we do it?”

Beat him, Gerald. How can I never win? Reflect on yourself, Lulu.

The game wasn’t something I could only play with my brain. It’s a matter of luck as well… I guess I’m really unlucky.

* * *

Ernst stared at Gerald with a smile. He had the White Uroboros. God is with him, who will always give an answer for Ernst.

So there’s no way he’ll lose this game. The best of luck is with him. But so did Gerald. Gerald also had a god, the Black Uroburos.

The two men’s spirits clashed violently.

“What is this?” Gerald frowned.

He had felt it before, but strangely, the Crown Prince was annoying.

[It’s weird. It’s weird.] The Black Ouroboros murmured.

‘So do you think I’ll win this round?’

[That guy… Hmm. I think he’s related to my brother.]

‘Maybe.’

[I’m not sure right now. I’ll have to observe a few more times.]

Gerald looked up and saw the Crown Prince.

The Crown Prince also saw Gerald. Their eyes met and there was an illusion of sparks flying. Maybe both of them felt it. The hot air was overflowing between the two.

White Uroboros whispered to the Crown Prince. [It’s him. He’ll be able to unseal the Black Uroboros! Get my brother out. This is the only time we can finish everything!]

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Ernst frowned slightly. Every time he encountered Gerald, he was heated up in his body thanks to the jumping god.

Ernst held out a card. And at the same time, Gerald opened his card.

Full house!

“I won.” Gerald smiled.

This drink was Ernst’s possession.

* * *

Oh, my! As expected, Gerald! He’s good at games!

I poured the wine. Full of hope that the Crown Prince will get drunk.

“Now, you can drink it all the way.” I had the biggest smile on my face.

“I think the glass will overflow with so much wine.”

“That’s how much I care about the Crown Prince,” I replied cheekily.

“In what sense?” The Crown Prince said softly and emptied the cup.

“It must mean something good, right? Your Highness is going to be the Emperor of the Arena Kingdom, right? I have a lot of respect for you.”

“I shouldn’t leave a drop then.”

All right, that’s how I should do it.

Gerald and the Crown Prince continued to exchange cards. Around the time the two drank similarly, the first to hold the white flag and surrender, was the Crown Prince.

“Whoa. I’m getting drunk.” He grinned at the faltering Crown Prince.

All right, then.

I cleared my throat. I need to make a sad voice and get into the story. You can do it, Louella!

“Your Highness, the Crown Prince.”

“Well.”

The Crown Prince’s eyes were glistening. “Do you think of Lady Philia whenever you look at me?”

The Crown Prince blinked at my gentle question. I offered the Crown Prince another drink.

“I think you keep thinking of someone else while looking at me,” I emphasized my words with a pause. “Here we go! Cheers!”

When I drank, the Crown Prince drank with me as well.

“Did I make it so obvious?” He asked with a defeated smile.

“Maybe? Your Highness, you should know that I’m usually quick-witted.” I answered and spoke softly. I bent down towards the Crown Prince to raise the intimacy.

The Crown Prince smiled. “What do you want to say?”

My pronunciation was definitely getting worse. Louella, you’re definitely drunk.

“I want to ask you something about Philia.”

“Do you know her?”

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