Magician in Type-Moon

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She continued:

"It happened last week. Fim's ship banquet doesn't have a fixed date, so sometimes it's held for several days in a row when they're in a good mood, and sometimes it might not be held for a whole year. But usually it's once a week."

Matou Ike nodded and asked:

"Do we already know who the winner is?"

"No. Those who challenge Van Fem can choose to participate publicly or anonymously. The challenger last time chose the latter."

Matouchi nodded, gaining a deeper understanding of their purpose.

In short, these people had gathered here after hearing of Mr. Van Fem's defeat and felt that they also had a chance to win.

They probably thought that Matouchi came here for the same reason.

However, since that Van Fem had taken the initiative to invite him aboard, he must have had the intention of taking a gamble with him.

His desire to hitch a ride might have been interpreted by the twenty-seventh patriarch as an acceptance of an invitation.

What a strange misunderstanding.

However, in that case, you should still be prepared to participate in the banquet on the boat, and it's best to try all the games in the casino beforehand.

After all, Matou Ike was also interested in this strange Twenty-Seventh Ancestor of Dead Apostles.

Chapter 444 Invitation

One corner of the casino has been transformed into a green courtyard.

The courtyard in its literal sense.

Although it is a small space with a diameter of about 10 meters, it has been transformed into a symmetrical French-style courtyard with a lush lawn.

Around it, saffron and crocus flowers traced a crescent-shaped arc, with a huge tree growing in its center.

The branches were bent low by the weight of the bright red fruit that looked like apples.

The glass ceiling, now bathed in the red hues of dusk, is inlaid with light.

Whether it was the woman resting under the oak tree, which seemed to blend seamlessly with the courtyard, or the child sleeping on her lap, everything was starkly different from the scene of the casino not far behind me, as if I were looking at some strange dream.

However, it is also true that this courtyard is inexplicably quiet amidst the bustling casino; it feels as if half a day could pass in the blink of an eye if you just sat there and spaced out.

Overall, the casino appears to be divided into four areas.

Starting from the entrance, the area is dominated by automated machines such as slot machines and video poker.

In the middle is an area with roulette and money wheels spinning enthusiastically, attracting customers with its ornate decorations.

In the opposite direction from the roulette game, there is an area centered around card games favored by veteran gamblers, such as poker, baccarat, and blackjack.

And the VIP room, which is not fully visible but seems to exist in the deepest part.

In addition to these four locations, it seems that concerts and stage performances will be arranged in various places at appropriate times to more effectively attract customers.

After learning about the gambling facilities here, Matou Ike turned his head and asked.

Are there any gambling games you'd like to try?

"That roulette game looks like a lot of fun."

In the direction Medea indicated, there was a giant surveillance camera linked to the nearby roulette wheel, its screen flashing brilliantly.

Indeed, playing roulette like this would be very enjoyable, wouldn't it?

As Matou Ike was thinking this.

Suddenly, someone stood up at the nearby table.

He looked like a nouveau riche, a man wearing a gold bracelet and sunglasses.

"Stop joking, you guys are cheating!"

Matou Ike opened his Deconstruction Demon Eyes and looked in that direction.

The man in sunglasses spoke even more aggressively.

"How could you possibly make 21, you bastard?"

Blackjack is a game of chance where players compete by comparing the total value of their individual hand cards.

The largest sum is 21.

If the number exceeds this threshold even slightly, the loss is immediate (Burst).

The cards beside the man were the 10 of spades and the Queen of spades, totaling 20.

In contrast, the dealer's cards are the 7 of Diamonds and the Ace of Spades.

This is the strongest hand in the game, and also the name of the gambling game: Blackjack.

"..." Matou Ike was speechless.

Because he discovered that the man who was clamoring that the dealer was cheating was himself cheating.

"It looks like that bracelet is a limited-edition functional Mystic Code that uses water elemental conversion to analyze the ink concentration of the cards."

Medea whispered in Matou Ike's ear.

"Well, but he used this against himself, saying that the dealer's card wasn't blackjack and that he was cheated. No matter what, this is just too far-fetched."

Matou Ike shook his head; cheating in places like this had become quite sophisticated.

What you see is what people want you to see.

If elemental magic can be used to confirm this, then it is only natural to use elemental magic to hinder or interfere with it.

That man's approach would have required reducing the amount of magic he used to as small as simply modifying the molecular sequence.

But Matou Ike also learned that the casino didn't seem to care about using magic to interfere with the gambling.

As the two whispered amongst themselves, the dealer spoke up.

"—Guest, please calm down!"

I hadn't realized before that the dealer was a blonde beauty.

That was to avoid hurting the man's feelings, and she tried her best to suppress her emotions.

But the man wearing sunglasses did not restrain his excitement.

"It's so noisy! Van Fem lost too! What's your ship anyway? It's just a moldy antique! Give me back my chips right now."

The water flow started from the bracelet on the man's right hand.

To exercise power in such a setting probably indicates a high degree of confidence in such violence.

He may not be a magician who explores magic, but rather a magician who only uses magic as a tool.

The water, compressed and swirling at an astonishing speed and density, was spinning in his hands.

Judging from the scale of the magic alone, even an iron block would be easily cut by that water blade. If it were released indiscriminately, the area within 20 meters would probably be littered with corpses.

Matou Ike's gaze lingered briefly on the bracelet on the man in sunglasses.

He simply shook his head, without having any intention of stopping it.

The result is already quite clear.

Then, something completely different covered the water.

It is the female dealer's right hand.

Of course, this is strange.

The man in sunglasses and the female dealer were still separated by the blackjack table.

They were nearly two meters apart, so no matter how long they stretched their arms, it was impossible for them to grab each other.

Then, all you have to do is extend your arm.

It was obvious that the dealer's hand had mutated into something longer than his own height.

"Guests, please refrain from making noise."

She remained expressionless, and with a gentle voice, the dealer's outstretched hand grasped the man's hand along with the water.

“Gahhhhhh!”

The man in sunglasses screamed as his hand was cut by the water stream he had created.

Strangely, there was no blood. It was as if someone unseen had drunk it all away.

The most amazing thing is that the dealer's hands didn't have a single scratch.

Those elegant and delicate hands, which seemed unable even to pick a flower, endured the flow of water that could cut through steel!

Silently, the dealer's hand returned to its original size.

The commotion subsided after a group of staff members who had inadvertently approached retrieved the injured man in sunglasses.

After that, she left the card table and bowed in the direction of Matou Pond.

"I'm so sorry, you must have made us laugh."

"Hmm." Matou Ike nodded lightly and looked away.

Behind the dealer, new figures stood side by side.

Everyone standing alongside the dealer was a beauty who could adorn a screen on her own. If she were alone, she wouldn't be so eye-catching on this magical ship.

However, it's a different story if the six people, including the dealer, stand together.

Moreover, although their hairstyles and clothing are different, their body language, bright blonde hair, and even their clear skin color are surprisingly consistent.

They are six people who are like sisters.

Matou Ike raised an eyebrow, not swayed by the beautiful scenery.

However, the six people in front of them were all high-ranking Death Apostles.

"Is there something you need?" Matou Ike asked calmly.

Each of the six people reacted.

The first one, just quietly.