The Precious Sister of The Villainous Grand Duke Chapter 43

“Huh? All?”

“Yes. All of it.”

Veronica's sudden order left the owner, embarrassed, saying that she would bring something in the warehouse.

‘How much do you know 3 blue?'

What a lottery ticket worth 3 million won. I admire the big Veronica and open my mouth.

‘No, no. If you're going to write it like that, I'll just give it away!'

3 If you knew blue, you could have brought the chocolate fountain to the withered rose bush. The owner of the gold and silver room came back with a wad of paper while I was thinking of what I could do with 3 Blue Eyes. It seems like she ran, and her forehead is sweaty, peregrine and bone.

“Now! I brought all the lottery tickets issued this week. There will be a little money left in the 3 Blue Ah -”

“It's a change.”

“Key, you're cool, my sister!”

I followed the chic Veronica's tone and built up a nose. Look, the owner of the gold and silver room Oh, that's Lagrange.

‘Of course I'm a poor girl.'

But Veronica bought a small backpack on the spot, pressed the lottery ticket tightly, and handed it to me. I hugged a fairly heavy backpack in front and smiled.

‘If this is enough, you might really win.'

“Sister, thank you uh. Sister you are the best.”

“I like this.”

Veronica's aura turns yellow as I greet me while hugging my legs.

I couldn't see my own aura, but I could be sure that even my aura now sparkles with joy. It seems to know why the aura of pleasure is yellow. Because the crack is yellow. Money is the best.

“I have that much money too!”

Yuric, who was watching Veronica and me, with a fat face, popped up. I did not answer right away and waited for his next word.

“I don't have it now, but I do have it. Really.”

“Joe Kette.”

‘Suddenly boasting some money.'

I shrugged at Yuric's words and then fixed my backpack.

I wanted to see the gambling room before I went out, so I found a game I was used to to look around.

“No, I want to try that.”

The game I pointed at was very simple, unlike the gambling board played by professional gamblers.

When the merchant hides a ball under the cup on a low table and moves the cups dazzlingly to change the order, it's time to guess which cup the ball is hidden under.

‘Of course there is a trick.'

I was mixed with grotesque children who gathered in front of the merchant.

I said earlier that children couldn't come to the gambling house, so I felt like they were the kids working at the gambling house.

Some of them were holding trays with cups on them, as if they were bringing drinks to customers.

“Marco, can you guess this time?”

As if the game was about to begin, a girl wearing the same uniform as the boy sitting in front of the table raised her voice as if excited.

At the child's words, the boy nodded loudly and answered confidently.

“Yes! I'm Marco of the Hawk's Eye!”

“What do you say? No one calls you that way. Don't make a nickname on your own.”

“Yes …….”

The boy laughed at the girl's beatings and began to concentrate on the game to the sound of the merchant clapping his hands.

‘Wow. Look at the fast hands.'

Even though Baal said that I had an eye, I couldn't keep up with where he hid the ball.

I watched the merchant, admiring the technique of throwing the ball into the air and rolling it back into the cup.

“middle!”

As soon as the merchant's small stage was over, the boy confidently chose the middle cup. The skinny merchant laughs and opens his mouth.

“Really? There is only one chance to change, sir.”

“Oh, uh….”

The boy agonized over whether the merchant would give him another chance, and shook my chin.

I couldn't figure out exactly what I was thinking, but the fact that the Aura swayed from side to side meant that her composure was shaken.

When the boy said he would still choose the middle cup, the merchant's aura showed remarkable relief.

“It's Anne,”

I whispered to a big-voiced girl who seemed to be the boy's friend. The cute little girl with braided pigtails shook her head, opening her eyes round at me.

“How do you know? Marco chose the cup.”

“No, it's a cheap genius.”

‘wait. It will be on the left,'

I waited elatedly for the merchant. Of course there was no ball in the center cup he flipped first. As the ball slips from under the left cup, the girl opens her mouth wide and looks back at me.

“Wow. How did you know?”

“Hum. Because I know everything.”

I followed Veronica earlier and raised my nose. Of course, my nose was a lot shorter than hers, so it seemed to me to frown.

“It's awesome? Buy any?”

“Uh.”

“I'm Charlotte. Charlotte Vallandia.”

I had no choice but to look back at the girl with the silver hair that was in her name.

Charlotte Vallandia.

It wasn't an extremely rare name, but it was definitely the name of the only heroine in'The Men's War of the Roses'.

‘I'm alive…….. . She said where she had heard of Saint Dena.'

Charlotte was a saint with a strong divine power, but she was from a slum. Her identity was as low as the pearl in her mud was her nickname.

Although Dietrich later devoted half of LaGrange's property to the imperial family and bought a title for Charlotte.

‘No way I'm going to meet the heroine already.'

I haven't even met Hermann, the main character and my brother.

There was no possibility that he was the same person, but the pure silver hair and brown eyes were not a common combination.

‘I see it now that She is a remarkable beauty,'

“Treat with Char?”

“Yes. Annie here? I'm seeing you for the first time.”

“No. I don't go live.”

At my reply, Charlotte looked cute and laughed at the dog and shrugged.

She's a heroine who already goes to the gambling room by the way.

‘So, did you ever meet Dietrich when you were a kid?'

If I think about it, no matter how much it is a saint, there was no reason to come to the man of the face, a villain who was even sealed by committing evil deeds.

“Well, I'm not actually completely from Saint-Dena,”

said Charlotte, frowning one of his eyes.

“A strange oracle comes down and stays to check.”

“………Trust? (Trust?)”

“Are you curious?”

I nodded at her playful question. She smiled and pushed me in front of the merchant.

“If you win, I will tell you.”

I nodded loudly at Charlotte's words.

“No cheap, use it to challenge.”

I shouted out loud and stood out in front of the merchant very nicely. It must have been cool, but I don't know why the kids laugh.

The laughter of the children did not subside until I eloquently pointed the ball to the hidden cup.

It was around the time I found the ball three times in a row that they began to hold on to breathing, nervous.

“What? How the hell are you doing?”

“You look so good at your eyes, kid!”

Among the children who were talking, the merchant made a trumpy expression and started mixing the cups again.

I looked at the merchant's aura by pointing my finger at the middle cup first with a clean expression.

‘Well. It won't shake. Then-‘

As soon as I turn my fingertips to the right, the merchant's aura trembles like twigs shaking in the wind. I laughed lightly and poked my right cup down.

“Wow! There's another! Another!”

The boy, who had just dropped off at the merchant, shouts and strokes my head.

“You are really great.”

“Hehe.”

“It's all cool inside.”

It's been a long time since it's been a compliment, so I even felt like my feet were floating in the air. I smiled at the boy I didn't know and then reached out to the merchant.

“Now.”

The face of the merchant pushing the 1 shilling on this board was now more earthy.

Obviously, even though I changed the position of the ball under the table, it seemed unbelievable that I found the ball again.

‘So who told you to cheat?”

If it was a foul that I used Eredia's fortune, it was a foul, but the trick was used by the merchant first. I snorted his nose and snatched a coin from the merchant.

“Again, let's try it again. Why don't you bet a little more money this time?”

The merchant who had already lost 5 shillings to me was the last edition, as if it couldn't be finished like this, and raised all five fingers. So far, I could see the symbol of trying to take away all the money I made.

‘No beginning,'

I shrugged and accepted his offer. He was confident wherever he hid the ball.

‘Well. That's weird.'

The merchant laughed and started mixing the cups. As he pointed at the cups one after another with his fingertips, I tilted his head. This time the merchant's aura does not react to any of the cups.

‘What?'

Suddenly, he wouldn't have developed enough self-control to control even his aura like Dietrich. I squatted across the table and pointed at the bottom of the table.

‘Oh.'

I smiled and opened my mouth.

“It's under the tape.”

“What? I have to pick one of the cups.”

“No. Here's this.”

I answered again and again, pulling out a piece of cloth that was covering the table. Then the ball rolls toward me with good timing.

“Wow ah!”

The children, admiring my talent, opened their mouths and began clapping.

‘I finally found it. My talent!'

Chapter end