The sharp-nosed man nodded. "This guy is mental! Even if he's got a credible background or something, there's no
way any elders or clan leaders would give him so many pieces of purple gold!"
Meanwhile, Lourain looked at the large scroll and saw that the odds on Jack's name had dropped.
Regret lumped in his throat as he felt like he should have placed his bet before the black-robed man did. He would
have been able to make some more.
The odds being lowered to such an extent pained him.
Marth noticed this as well.
The two of them exchanged glances, and Lourain said with a frown, "Why don't you believe me this one time? We
can both place our bets, betting with one person's name. The odds won't change that way, and we'll be able to
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Marth frowned. He had thought of that, but he wanted to place the bet under his name. After all, he did not trust
Lourain.
Seeing Marth's silence, Lourain immediately knew what Marth was worried about.
Frowning, he grumbled, "Don't worry, I won't do something like that!"
Marth raised an eyebrow. "It's not that I don't trust you, but this is just too much. Three million seven hundred fifty
thousand might not be much for the warriors that are above average, but it's a huge sum for me and you. If I give
you everything, it's just too much of a risk for me to take."
Lourain scoffed. "Can you at least think somewhat better of me? No matter how poor I am, I won't try to take your
betting money!"
The atmosphere between the two of them that just mellowed out suddenly got tenser. Neither of them was willing
to budge at all. However, they knew that putting the bet under one person's name was the smarter choice. If they
chose to do against that, the two of them would be stuck fighting for who placed the bet first.
It was a problem they could not solve. After all, the person behind would definitely end up losing out.
If Jack won, they were talking about a loss of a few hundred thousand. Neither of them was willing to take a step
back.
Right as they were at an impasse, the black-robed man's voice rang, "The two of you behind me, are you planning
on betting on Jack?"
The two of them stiffened as they turned to look at the black-robed man.
They could not possibly hide their motive anyway, so they nodded.
The black-robed man looked at Lourain and Marth. He overheard their little argument. After all, they were not
particularly quiet, and he was very close to them.
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These two men were planning on betting most of their fortunes on Jack. That was no longer just a gamble but a
last-ditch effort with little chance of success instead.
It was as if the two of them were sure that Jack would win, which piqued the black-robed man's interest.
He raised an eyebrow and thought about things for a moment before he said, "Do you two know Jack?"
Marth and Lourain were caught off-guard when they heard this.
Marth was the first to react as he immediately shook his head and tried to deny it.
However, the black-robed man did not give Marth the chance. "No need to deny it. From your expressions, it's
obvious the two of you know him. If I'm not mistaken, the three of you entered the Capture Hall together, and
you've even sat together. Do you think I'd believe you if you said you don't know him?"