A guest who lost the bet cursed about the unfairness of fate, stood up and left his seat. The gamblers around him saw that the winner's luck and skills were so good that no one dared to sit at his table.

"Why do you still play with him when you know he cheated?" Ashu Rufate asked his companion in confusion.

"Because he is not a gambler at all," Cosbody replied. "This means that as long as he leaves the familiar environment, as long as he loses his grasp of victory, he cannot grasp the situation - that is, when the true meaning of "gambling", his mentality will be very fragile. Gambling is a devil. Once seized by this devil, a person will completely lose his mind, will and money. His fear and greed will become a rope that leads him to the road of no return. But at this time, he will be very firm and stubborn. Even if his companions try hard to take him out of the abyss, he will break free from the hand of salvation and jump down."

While saying this, Cosbody smiled.

"The best thing is that we don't have to have any psychological burden to win money from such people, right?"

"Maybe...but if you set a trap, he may not jump in." Ashu Rufate suddenly remembered Thomas's statement. Although gambling and military use are completely different things, this basic idea should be able to be connected.

"No, no, you don't understand, Ashu Rufate." Cosbody replied softly. "It's not that we set up traps like spiders and wait patiently for him to jump in, but that we're sure he will jump in before setting the trap."

"How to confirm?"

"That's because greed and fear are two eternal emotions, ancient and powerful, dominating all human beings. Even more than humans, all intelligent creatures are dominated by them. As long as you know the other party's greed and fear, guessing the other party's next action will be easy. Haha, Ashu Rufate, do I not want to be a gambler, but rather like a philosopher? In fact, if you see too much things, you will have an understanding. For example, for me, gambling is just a superficial phenomenon, and the real essence is to grasp the gaps in the human heart. The core of grasping the gaps in the human heart is to grasp the desire... When desire reaches the highest point, the human heart will be exposed without any concealment, and all the attention and vigilance will no longer exist... Almost, let's go up."

Asu Ruffatt did not answer. He just silently recalled Cosbody's words. "...It's not that we set up a trap and wait for the target to jump in, but that he will jump in and then set the trap..."

"Haha, no one dares to play with me?" The crow who just won was very proud. He had made enough money today, and it was almost time to stop... Just as he was thinking so in his mind, he saw a stranger coming to him.

"Is this an empty seat?" the stranger asked the waiter. From the stranger's outfit, the bodyguards around him, and the most important car of chips, everything labeled him as a "big fat sheep".

A big fat sheep actually came to him, and the expression on the big fat sheep's face was clearly saying, "I'm a fat sheep, come and kill me." The crow's interest came immediately.

"This is empty, let's play a few games." The crow took the initiative to invite. The total number of chips on both sides was close, and this was a fortune.

...

In the Governor's Mansion in Mir City, I was quiet at this moment. A middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance, a simple temperament, and a simple dress that could not be simpler. In short, he was sitting alone at the table and reading a book seriously.

"Sir, your refreshment." A young man came to the middle-aged man who looked like a farmer, put down his cup, teapot, and a little snack.

"Thank you, Robin." The middle-aged man looked at the book and reached out to grab the cup, but unfortunately grabbed the teapot. As a result, he was so scalded that his whole body was shocked, and his hands almost knocked over the teapot.

"Sir Belle, be careful!" Robin held the teapot in time, but finally did not cause any major trouble. "Sir, what book are you reading? It shouldn't be the beauty appreciation album yesterday!" His voice became stern.

"You are a general after all, and now you are here because of the king's mission. Please don't do such a rude thing!" He snatched the book in Beller's hands. Fortunately, this time it was neither a "beauty photo album" nor a book of the kind of romance hunting legends that are popular on the streets and alleys, but the latest version of "The History of the Stigia War".

"Oh, Robin, you are too serious. You are still a child and don't understand these... After staying in the army for a long time, you should relax occasionally..." Beller looked like he was ridiculing himself.

"You are too much to say this. This time you have accepted the mission personally granted by the king! And you are also entrusted by our country and the Kingdom of Ryan. Please be conscious!"

"I have been aware of it for a long time. In short, the Shem people came to the royal city to accuse our King of His Majesty of not giving timely assistance regardless of the covenant. Then our King of His Majesty pushed the bag on me, saying that he had given me full authority to deal with the matter... Then, in order to calm the resentment of the Shem people and to resolve a diplomatic dispute, I was given the task of "dealing with vampires in the south". That's it." Berel spread his hands and answered innocently.

"Even so, you must have the obligation to handle this matter well." Robin said angrily. "After all, that's a vampire! You were the commander-in-chief of besieging Kalean back then, and the vampire would definitely not let you go!"

"The commander-in-chief was just named." For some reason, the laughing expression on Beller's face disappeared briefly. "And I regret it now. We shouldn't have invested so much power in the vampire war, which is why... we can't even get the military expenditure." He sighed. "If we saved some effort back then, when the green skin invaded this time, we could also send some troops to Sham, which would save me from being sent to this place... The weather here is so hot, and summer hasn't arrived yet!"

"But, this is always the king's order. You should take measures to deal with that vampire, rather than staying here and staying alone!"

"Robin, I think too. But His Majesty the King and the Ryan didn't give me soldiers, and they didn't give me money, and they didn't even give me the power to organize the army. I had nothing except the letter of appointment of the acting governor of Mir City that a team of guards and the Ryan gave me. Even if I wanted to deal with vampires, I was powerless."

Although this is reasonable, Robin is absolutely sure that Berel's face is nothing but a rude refusal. The boy sometimes really doubts that the general he followed is really a powerful and invincible general? He is just a vulgar, cowardly, useless waste.

Calm, calm, this is just that the general did not get serious. He told himself secretly in his heart that General Belle just likes to joke. The last time he judged Green Skin's whereabouts was not very accurate? This Green Skin invasion caused Tulan and Shem to turmoil and chaos, while Tiberius was calm and without any loss (except for a team of scouts). It can be said that it was entirely Belle's credit.

"Anyway, Lord Belle, I think it's wrong for us to do nothing here. You've been here for a while, but you've done nothing but blocked the road. If this continues, the complaints of the merchants will sooner or later reach the Ryan Palace, and your appointment of the Interim Governor of Mir City will be taken back."

"I know, I know. The king gave me a task, and it is indeed inappropriate for me to stay in the Governor's Mansion and stay motionless. I have grown fat every day when I read books and eat." This time, Beller finally said it. "So, I decided..."

"Let's go to Sivania?"

"I decided to hunt more and exercise my body well!" Berel replied seriously.

"General!" Robin was about to cry.

"Just kidding! Robin, is there any latest news about Sham? About Greenskin. I asked you to inquire yesterday."

"This, I'm going to report to you. According to what I heard from the Shem merchants in the city, it seems that General Mead has defeated Green Skin. The merchants said that General Mead has used his troops like a god, and has won four battles and four times, completely destroying Green Skin's main force. The remaining Green Skin's army was also defeated and fled towards the Iron Claw Mountains. Now General Mead should still be chasing Green Skin's remaining troops. His army is almost all cavalry, so he moves very quickly."

When talking about this topic, Robin's expression was a little fascinated. "The merchants all said that if Queen Mother Sham had entrusted the military power to General Maid instead of Commander Kemo of the Holy Knights, Green Skin would have been defeated long ago. The fall of Oren City can be said to be the church's own fault and cannot blame others."

"Komer..." Beller smiled slightly. "He is indeed not a talent for commanding the army."

"Do you know him? Oh, by the way, he is a Saint Knight and should be in Kalean..."

"Yes, I've seen him during the battle of Kalean. The man seemed to be firm and meticulous, but in essence he was a petty and greedy person, just like those greedy mistresses hiding in the vault with gold. He liked to look far away, so he was easily tripped by the small stones on the side of the road. In my opinion, if Kemo was a post as an aide, deputy general or logistics officer, he could barely make do with it. Being a middle-level general is also qualified, but if he was a general in command of the army... he could only say that one general was unable to exhaust the three armies."

"But General Mead of Turan is very powerful," Robin replied. "He escaped from his previous great defeat. This time, he relied on less than 20% of the enemy's troops to annihilate the enemy's troops several times his own, and completely destroy the Greenskin Legion. His reputation is everywhere. I heard that Queen Mother Shem also awarded him a medal. The general of a country has received such great honor in another country. This should be unique."

"There are also some, for example." Berel pointed to the "History of the War of Stigia" he had read before. "General Thomas, 'The God of War of St. Gene'."

Robin noticed the creases on the book. "History of the War of Stigia" is a biography of the original book. These creases show that Berel was completely reading records of this person during this period. For Robin, the war that took place in the Stigia region was just a legend of a distant country. It took half a year to ride a horse from the royal city of Tiberius to the Stigia region.

"Who is this? Thomas, sir, is he your friend?"

"Yes...but it's a pity that I never had the chance to visit General Thomas." Berel replied somewhat lonely.
Chapter completed!