Chapter 13: The Flexible Liar
Lear had no idea that the king was jealous of him, and he had brought Ino to the morning market in the royal city.
Walking on the streets of the royal city, Lear recalled last night's dream in his mind.
He had a good dream last night. He dreamed that he tied up Milia and trained her severely.
Finally, he woke up from his sleep with a start, and he felt that such a perverted dream must not be his real thought.
This is the curse of the Lord of Blood! It must be so!
"Young Master?" Ino asked in confusion, sensing Lear's abnormality.
Li Er came back to his senses, shook his head to extinguish the strange thoughts in his mind, and then said with a guilty conscience: "It's okay, let's go."
As he said this, he walked forward with Ino.
Today's morning market is more lively than ever.
There were many dealers on both sides of the street taking bets, and the streets were crowded with people.
"The bets are placed! The bets are placed! The duel between the heir to Stuart and the heir to the Duke of Norton will be held today. Who will win the favor of Her Royal Highness the Princess?"
"I think the Duke of Norton's family has a better chance of winning. Young Master Eric's magical attainments are very powerful, and of course his wealth is amazing enough."
"I also think that if Master Lear was a war knight, this duel might still have some suspense, but Master Lear is a wizard."
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There was constant discussion.
This is very common in the morning market.
Next to the morning market is the Kingdom Arena, where famous professionals or adventurers will duel. The dealer will bet on the outcome of both parties. Some will make a fortune, but others will lose everything.
"Young nobleman, would you like to place a bet?" a greasy voice came from the side.
Following the sound, I saw a fat, middle-aged man with a small mustache.
The middle-aged man looked at the man and woman in front of him with a smile. The man was wearing a silk aristocratic dress, and the woman was dressed like a maid. Both of them looked outstanding.
He looks young, probably around eighteen years old. Young noblemen of this age are usually impulsive and concerned about their reputation.
Simply put, it's a fat sheep.
The middle-aged man was secretly delighted, his eyes shining.
Lear tilted his head and looked at the fat man in front of him with interest.
I didn't expect to meet a famous game character here.
Jim Girardi is a famous liar in the game. Li Er remembers that when he first entered the game, many newbies lost all their money because of him.
Jim likes to bet on duels. In duels where he is the banker, the difference in strength between the two sides is usually huge, and it is easy to tell who will win at a glance.
Such a bet can be said to be a sure-win deal, but Jim will cooperate with the powerful professional and lose on purpose in order to defraud money.
Many duelists in the arena have connections with Jim. After all, they can get money just by pretending, so why not?
As for reputation? I'll fight back next time!
"Young nobleman, do you want to give it a try? This duel between the Duke of Stuart and the heir of the Duke of Norton is very rare!" Jim coaxed.
"What's the stakes?" Lear asked.
"If Master Eric wins, the odds are 1.5. If Master Lear wins, the odds are 10." Seeing that Lear was interested, Jim said quickly.
"It seems that no one is optimistic about Lear. The odds are so high..." Lear said to himself.
Hearing this, Jim's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and he came close to Li Er and whispered: "In fact, if you want to bet on Li Er to win, you can do it!"
Seeing the other party's funny appearance, Lear felt amused in his heart, but he still pretended to be puzzled, "Lear, do you think I'm a fool? Lear will never win this duel!"
"That's not necessarily true. In fact, I have some connections with the Stuart family. I heard that Duke Stuart prepared extraordinary weapons for Lear for this duel!"
"A weapon of extraordinary level is enough for Master Lear to win the game!" Jim said it as if it were true, with a serious and solemn expression.
Lear had a strange look on his face. If he didn't know that the other party was a liar, he might have really thought that the other party was related to his family.
He did get a weapon of extraordinary level not long ago.
After thinking for a moment, Lear pretended to be attracted and asked, "Are you telling the truth?"
"Absolutely true!" Seeing Lear take the bait, Jim was ecstatic in his heart, but on the surface he still answered seriously.
"In that case, I'll trust you this time." Li Er seemed to be really persuaded and took out a bag from the storage space.
Seeing this, Ino, who was standing by, was anxious and wanted to step forward to stop it, but was stopped by Lear's eyes.
"Here are a thousand gold coins. Bet them all on Lear to win." Lear handed the bag of money to Jim.
Jim, who originally thought he had been cheated again, was stunned after hearing the amount of gold coins.
The hand that wanted to take the bag of gold coins also stopped in the air.
One thousand gold coins? How many people did he have to cheat to earn that much? He thought that ten gold coins would be the best he could earn. After all, in the royal city, the annual income of an ordinary family was only about one gold coin. Even for a noble, it was considered generous to take out ten gold coins for betting.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
But these one thousand?
What kind of noble is he who can take out a thousand gold coins at once? Is the other party really a fool? Did he believe what I said?
Jim raised his head tremblingly and looked at Lear, only to see the handsome young man in front of him looking at him with a smile on his face.
It was a gentle smile, but it made him feel a little chilly.
Lear was also waiting for Jim's choice. He actually admired Jim, the liar.
He was able to cooperate with the duelists in the arena without being robbed, and he cheated many nobles but still survived to this day. He is a capable person.
If we can recruit such people, they will be very useful when players come in the future.
After a long silence, Jim showed an ugly smile and wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve. "Young Master, let's not make this bet."
"Oh? Why? Aren't you the banker to let people place bets?" Lear smiled jokingly.
Looking at Lear's smile, Jim was basically certain that Lear knew that what he had just said were all lies, and the other party was simply laughing at him.
Why did the other party want to play a trick on him? Could it be that the noble who had been deceived before came to seek revenge? Sweat flowed down Jim's forehead, but he remained calm. He had not done anything yet. At most, he just deceived a noble.
Cheating a noble is not a big deal, but it also depends on whether the noble is willing to forgive.
Jim was able to cheat so many people and still survive. He knelt on the ground and said humbly: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lied to you. You should just treat what I said as the barking of a wild dog. Please forgive me."
Jim lowered his head, a little nervous. For an ordinary citizen like him, dignity was far less important than life. He understood the thoughts of those nobles.
Being so servile in public, the people around him would think that he was oppressed by the nobles, but the nobles would often let him go for the sake of face, after all, they had to maintain elegance.
The most important point is that he did deceive Lear, but Lear was not fooled and suffered no substantial loss.
"You are very smart." Lear looked at Jim who was kneeling on the ground. The gazes from all around him would not affect his judgment at all.
He knew Jim's intention, which proved that Jim was indeed a smart man.
Giving the other party gold coins is just a test. If Jim accepts it, it would not be worth recruiting him.
You can deceive the nobles who put up ten gold coins to bet, get the money and then hide for a while.
However, the family power of a noble who could take out a thousand gold coins to bet at once was far beyond the reach of ordinary nobles.
The consequences of deceiving such a noble would definitely be miserable.
Li Er nodded in approval and added, "I forgive your rudeness. Would you consider doing something for me?"
Jim was stunned for a moment. He looked up in disbelief, not knowing what the young nobleman in front of him meant.
Lear chuckled and said jokingly, "Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Lear, Lear Stuart."
(End of this chapter)