Miss Witch's Speed ​​Run Manual

The dealer asked from the table.

Now, almost everyone in the audience moved to the left to buy lottery tickets.

The payout for this bet is based on the difference in chips between the players on the stage. If you bet on the right side, no matter how much money you bet, you can only earn this much.

But if you bet on the left, the odds have already reached the top, 10:

1, this is already the highest bookmaker odds at Deton Manor.

If you bet 10 pounds, you may win back 100 pounds directly. The risk is not high, but the returns are quite gratifying.

At this moment, Avina and Adele, who were in the audience, felt a tightness in their hearts when they saw Charles on the stage.

What exactly does Ciel want to do?

Avina turned her head slightly and winked at "Crown Guard" Nia, but Nia shook her head slightly.

Her mission is to protect Avina's safety. If she rushes in to rescue Charles when he is in danger, although she can save him, she will also put Avina in danger, and they may be wanted by Deton Manor later.

For Xio, she had no reason to save Charles. Instead, she had to keep an eye on Avina and not let her do anything dangerous.

At this moment, the bald man sitting opposite Charles stared in amazement at the long banner outside the glass window that was slowly being retracted.

800...

This is the upper limit price of Death Roulette...

This price is enough for him to buy all the "Gambler" potions from level one to level three in Deton Manor!

His heartbeat gradually quickened, and his face flushed with excitement. He looked at the girl in front of him and gave her a weird smile.

"Don't blame me... Blame yourself for walking into this place... Dealer!"

"Okay, then the game officially begins."

The dealer gracefully pulled out a black revolver from behind his back. The front and back of the cylinder were covered with a fuzzy honeycomb, making it impossible to tell from the outside whether there were bullets inside.

"Five rounds, Miss Girl,"

The dealer stood next to Charles, holding a pistol, and asked, "How many rounds do you want?"

Ciel took a deep breath.

Although it had been cleaned, the gambling table in front of her and the dealer next to her still exuded a strong smell of blood, which made her feel as if someone had inserted two thin iron tubes into her lungs, and every breath was a torture.

"Four blanks and one live round."

Ciel spoke up.

"Uh...what?"

The dealer was stunned for a moment, his previous elegance and professionalism disappeared at this moment, and he seemed a little unsure of what he had heard.

"Four blanks and one live round."

Ciel repeated it again.

"'Miss' has chosen! Four empty! One real!"

The dealer raised his revolver and shouted to the people around him, "You'll be shot!"

The dealer's words made the people in the audience exclaim and start to get restless.

Many people who had not placed any bets had already run to the bald man's side and bought some lottery tickets to bet on the bald man to win.

With a 40% expected probability of getting a 10-fold reward, any gambler would go for it.

Anyway, these are not real-time odds, but fixed odds set by Deton Manor. As long as the bald man wins, all gamblers will make money.

On the contrary, if the girl keeps winning, it means that the dealer has been winning all the time.

I guess Deton Manor will lose money this time.

However, as soon as someone has three or more consecutive wins, the casino will close the fixed odds, open the floating odds, and charge a 1% service fee to avoid losses for the banker and allow both parties to hedge their bets.

Everyone looked at the girl above with the intention of making a fortune.

Die soon... Die soon... Die soon...

Charles watched the dealer load four blanks and one live round into the magazine. He then closed the magazine, twisted it with his thumb, and with a flick of his right hand, the magazine was accurately reset.

He pulled the hammer back and handed the handle of the revolver to Charles in front of him, saying, "Girl, please."

Ciel weighed the wheel in his hand.

Compared to the old revolver that was snatched from Solari before, this one is obviously much heavier and nearly one-third larger in size. I wonder what special functions it has added.

Charles glanced at the gamblers outside the glass door and could see the excitement and hope in their eyes, as well as the worry on Avina and Adele's faces.

Although no sound from outside could be heard, it was certain that the atmosphere outside had been ignited.

She raised the pistol and pointed the muzzle in front of her eyes.

Nothing could be seen through the black muzzle of the gun, only the faint smell of gunpowder lingered at Charles' nose.

Charles pulled the trigger hand back and slowly exerted force.

Nothing is happening right now.

Click——

The hammer hit the blank bullet, making a crisp sound, and no gunpowder even flowed out of the muzzle.

It's a blank bomb.

Charles' right hand pulled the hammer again, put his finger on the trigger, and exerted force again.

Nothing is happening right now.

Click——

"Another blank! The 'girl' has already fired two blanks! At this point, should we aim our next shot at the opponent and force him to make this choice?"

Click——

There was another sound of the trigger being pulled, and the next moment the bullet was still blank.

"Aiming at myself again! The next bullet has lost all the probability of the previous one, leaving only a 50% decision! Is it aimed at myself! Or at the 'baldy'?!"

The dealer's voice became more intense. He knew that the death roulette duel had reached its climax.

The bald man sitting in front of Charles had cold sweat on his forehead. He stared at Charles in front of him, expecting him to hand the gun to him.

Damn... why did this madman choose 1 live bullet?

Even I can't withstand the attack of a live bullet.

If the other party was aiming at his head, he would basically be dead.

Under the bald man's gaze, Charles did not turn the gun around, but continued to point it at herself.

Yes... that's it... that's it...

"middle!"

"Die!"

"quick!!!"

The gamblers below were even more anxious than the bald man. They held their lottery tickets and roared at the glass house above, expecting the imagined scene to happen.

The girl slowly pulled the trigger.

Click——

The fourth bullet.

It's a blank bomb.

Four consecutive blank bullets made the black revolver in the girl's hand glow with a bright blue light, and even the gun itself was vibrating.

The girl slowly turned the pistol, pointed it at the bald man in front of her, and pulled down the hammer.

"Don't kill me... Don't kill me! I beg you! Don't shoot! I give in! I give in..."

The index finger pulls and the trigger whispers.

A fire snake shot out from the black barrel of the gun, and the bullet with a blue halo directly pierced through the head of the gambler in front of him.

Snapped--

The huge impact force caused the bald man to smash into the glass wall behind him. His body slid down the glass wall, leaving a bloody trail, and fell to the ground. His brain mixed with blood flowed out from the cavity in the back of his head, just like a bowl of broken red oil tofu pudding was accidentally spilled.

Something unexpected happened to everyone.

"Winner! 'Girl'!!!"

Four banners fell directly from the sky, and under the banner symbolizing "girl", a number was proposed.

"Girl" - 8050.

Eight thousand and fifty pounds!

The bald man's death only made the people present hesitate for a moment, but a moment later, several people rushed directly to the door of the glass house.

"I'll do it! Let me be next!"

"I'll be next!"

"Get lost! I was here first!"

The gamblers outside the glass house began to argue, but Charles just sat there calmly, waiting for the next challenger to arrive.

"What should we do, Avina? Should we go and persuade Charles to come out?"

Adele huddled behind Avina and asked in a low voice.

"Need not."

Avina shook her head slightly. She looked at the girl who was sitting quietly there, and the worry in her heart gradually dissipated.

Ciel...didn't lie to himself...

She seems to have known some important information...

"wait for me."

Avina stepped forward and went directly to the lottery ticket counter on the right. She took out ten golden chips from the bag on her waist.

Each gold chip represents a face value of 1000 pounds, and gold chips can only be redeemed by special VIPs.

"Do you want to bet on 'Girl' to win the next one?"

The ticket seller stared at the ten gold chips in front of him and said haltingly, "The odds on 'Girl' are very low..."

"It's okay, just count the lottery tickets, I bought them all."

Avina said indifferently, her eyes no longer fixed on the lottery ticket, but looking at Charles on the podium.

Another game...begins.

"Four blanks! One live round!"

Following the dealer's announcement, people once again flocked to the lottery ticket purchasing point on the left.

"No one has managed three consecutive wins today, and even two in a row are rare. Bet on the other side to win for sure!"

"Study!"

"Give me a £100 'Top Hat' lottery ticket!"

Eight banners fell again, and the opponent only bet 50 Soviet pounds. Anyway, he couldn't take the initiative, and the Soviet pounds he bet couldn't be more than the opponent. As long as the opponent didn't mind the minimum chips, then directly betting 50 would be the most profitable.

Both the gamblers on the stage and the gamblers off the stage think so.

The loaded revolver was handed to Charles again. Avina, who was sitting in the audience, looked at Charles' back and sighed slightly in her heart.

Charles has always been an ordinary person, doing things that ordinary people can hardly imagine.

Whether she was passing on intelligence, executing Xie Lun, or entering the glass house alone to play the wheel of death, she always seemed to be so fearless.

This unique and fearless temperament made Avina's impression of Charles continue to improve.

Although he was a bit straightforward in his words and deeds, Avina liked that.

How can a person who plans everything firmly and then firmly acts according to the plan not be liked by others?

Avina couldn't imagine how high she would reach if Charles became a transcendent.