Chapter 200: Casino Slaughterer
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 200: Casino Slaughterer
“So, what you’re saying is… if we clean out the casino’s coffers, it’s over?”
“Yep, exactly.”
When I nodded, Masayoshi clutched his forehead and let out a deep sigh.
“We’re screwed.”
Why say we’re doomed before we’ve even started?
However, Park Yu-jeong was laughing awkwardly, and Rio was grinning strangely with eyes that looked like they wanted to strangle me.
“Hey, look… you know the house always has a slightly higher win rate, right?”
“Yeah, but it’s not by much.”
“The reason it’s not by much is because the casino controls the odds. Do you really think a casino created by a Zone that literally devours people would offer fair odds?”
Oh, I hadn't thought of that.
Despite Masayoshi’s kind explanation, Yukina didn't look the least bit nervous. Instead, she looked at the panicked boys with a hint of pathetic pity.
As expected of Yukina. You’re the only one I can count on.
I placed a hand on the despondent Masayoshi’s shoulder and smiled.
“Don’t worry. Do you know what they call me in the casino industry?”
“…I don’t particularly want to know, but you’re dying for me to ask, aren’t you?”
“Trust me. I used to be known as the Casino Slaughterer.”
“How very impressive.”
Masayoshi replied with dead eyes, then muttered something to himself as he walked to a corner and started banging his head against the wall.
Has everyone lived such a life of deception? I really was called that.
Before entering Yggdrasil, the number of casinos I’d cleaned out could barely be counted on both hands.
It got so bad that the manager of the Prestige Hotel’s casino once offered up her own body just to stop me.
I guess I’ll have to show them to make them believe.
“How much would you like to borrow?”
“Give me the maximum limit.”
The bunny girl with the generous chest gave a professional smile and brought over the chips.
Is it around 100,000…? Akito was able to get up to a million. Is this more protagonist discrimination?
“What determines the limit?”
“It depends on the purity of the soul possessed by the guest.”
So that means my soul is only one-tenth as pure as Akito’s?
Just insult me to my face, you bitch.
“I only got 10,000. Yeon-woo, your soul is ten times purer than mine!”
And Park Yu-jeong is at one-hundredth of Akito’s level.
It’s surprisingly accurate, so I can’t even argue.
Meanwhile, Yukina received 700,000.
“Ah… uh… it’s 1.5 million…?”
Pauper, the owner of a soul purer than even Akito’s, showed me her mountain of chips while nervously gauging my reaction.
Even the Comedy Duo received 100,000. It’s a bit irritating to be on the same level as those guys.
“For your information, the interest is 10% per hour.”
As the bunny girl chirped a piece of insanity that would make even a loan shark recoil, the Comedy Duo jumped in shock.
But no matter how much they complained, that was the law of this Zone. Nothing would change.
“So I have ten hours left in my life.”
“Is this the end? Come to think of it, there were many good times. Looking back, it was a good life.”
I kicked the asses of the Comedy Duo, who were acting out a tragic drama with soulful eyes, and told them to follow me.
Inside the glamorous casino, countless slot machines and tables were lined up, with masked people enjoying the games.
The only ones with their faces exposed were the staff and us.
Without hesitating, I approached a roulette table and placed my chips.
“50,000 on black.”
“Hey, are you crazy? Isn’t that too much for a first bet?”
Ignoring Rio, who was freaking out even though it wasn't his money, I placed the chips.
The game began shortly. As the staff member threw the metal ball into the spinning wheel, it clattered and bounced before landing on 10.
“Oh! You got it!”
“50,000 on black again.”
“No, it’s red this time.”
Ignoring Rio’s meddling, I placed the chips.
It landed on black again, doubling my principal in an instant. This time, I put 100,000 on black.
“Black…”
“There, the debt is paid. And this is a tip.”
Having tripled my money, I returned 110,000 to the bunny girl who had been following us. I tucked a 10,000-chip into her cleavage and gave her backside a pat.
The bunny girl beamed and pushed her hips out so I could get a good feel. I squeezed the plump flesh of her lower butt and turned around.
“What did I tell you?”
“Heh~ I didn't know that Gentleman's Power was actually legit. Or… is it the power of that spiritual cat?”
Park Yu-jeong narrowed her eyes and grinned.
“Even if the fortune is real, it’s still luck in the end, so it doesn’t mean a 100% win rate.”
“Yeah, the number of attempts will be important. Since our base win rate is higher, we have the advantage.”
“The key is to secure seed money and scale up the bets before the day is over.”
“It’s better to focus on games with short rounds. Slot machines are okay too.”
“Aren’t there too many winning combinations for slots? And you can’t increase the stakes as you please.”
As expected, putting smart people together results in them coming up with a winning strategy on their own.
Masayoshi and Park Yu-jeong whispered to each other, exchanging opinions.
While luck is a heavy factor, there are parts where intelligence plays a role, like in poker, so those two will be a big help.
Now, should I let them 'auto-hunt' while I take a look around the casino?
“Alright, scatter and squeeze out as much money as possible. Once you gather a certain amount, pay off your debts first. Just so you know, the cost of living here is insanely high, so factor in money for food and survival.”
Having confirmed that luck was on their side, the group scattered in excitement.
By the way, this luck doesn't disappear even after a day passes.
I don’t know if it’s a bug or for some other reason, but even in the game, once you entered this Zone, the luck applied consistently.
However, the more we win, the more the casino will start rigging the games, so we just need to be mindful of that.
While everyone else was enjoying the games, only Pauper remained, asking me:
“Ah… what should I do?”
“Go and enjoy yourself. If you don’t like gambling, just watch.”
“But I have to pay hourly interest…?”
“You know it. Your financial luck is something a simple fortune drawing can’t handle.”
Pauper probably knows her own financial luck better than anyone.
Turning pale, she fidgeted as if she didn't know what to do.
While giving tips to staff was fine, giving money to other people was against the Zone’s rules.
If things stayed like this, Pauper wouldn't be able to pay her debt in ten hours.
“Th-then… why did you bring me here…?”
I approached the terrified Pauper, grabbed her waist, and pulled her toward me.
She smelled nice, but that wasn't the point right now. I whispered to her.
“Trust me, no matter what situation arises. Just remember that one thing.”
“… …”
“Now, go. I’ll see you in ten hours.”
After sending her off, I walked around the casino with a cocktail that cost 10,000 chips a glass.
What an interesting Zone.
The prices are so high that just living here drains your money in an instant.
The Zone itself is structured to exploit chips from people; every drop of water and every trip to the bathroom must be paid for.
To survive, you have to keep winning money through gambling, and to clear the Zone, you have to bankrupt the casino.
What happens if you can’t pay the debt?
I looked at the bunny girl trailing behind me.
Her eyes were wide and clear, giving her a cute face, though she clearly wanted a tip.
In contrast to her cute face, her breasts were so large that the bunny girl outfit couldn't quite cover her areolas, and the slight peek was a turn-on.
When I put my arm around her shoulder, she pressed her body against mine as if she’d been waiting. I tucked another chip into her cleavage and felt her breast.
I reached deep inside the fabric and squeezed, feeling the heavy weight of her chest.
Feeling the soft texture, I pinched her erect nipple. The bunny girl flinched and leaned into me.
“Ah… please, a little more gently…”
“What rank are you?”
“Pardon?”
“What rank are you as a Black Agent? Senior.”
At my question, the bunny girl’s face turned deathly pale, and her body stiffened.
Even if she tensed up, her breasts were still soft.
“… …”
“I suppose you’re forbidden from speaking about that too?”
The bunny girl looked down, unable to say a word.
What happens if you can’t pay your debt? You end up living as a casino employee.
All the staff, including the bunny girls, were people who had entered the Zone and were now bound to the casino because they couldn't pay their debts.
I remembered the face of the bunny girl offering her chest to me.
I had looked up the list of all mages who had challenged the Zone before coming here.
“Mariene.”
“… …”
She couldn't speak, but her shocked expression was answer enough.
A Rank 6 Black Agent and a Zone specialist was here, offering her breasts to me just to get a tip?
It couldn't be helped.
People who became casino staff… no, slaves… could only pay off their debts by receiving tips.
Do you think they get a salary? In an exploitative Zone like this?
The chips given by newcomers were their only income, and they had to gamble with that to pay off their debt and be released from their staff status.
However, while some might have been released from being staff, as everyone knows, no one has ever cleared the Zone.
“You were the last agent sent in three years ago, right?”
“… …”
“You’ve held out well. I’ll be the one to save you all.”
Mariene, the former Black Agent and current bunny girl, stared up at me blankly.
Hope flickered in her large eyes, and a tear rolled down, landing on my hand that was still cupping her breast.
It was a touching scene, but maybe I shouldn't have been touching her breast… it felt a bit off.
Regardless, Mariene’s breasts were so fluffy that it felt great.
I continued speaking while flicking her nipple with my fingertip.
“I’ll have this settled within two days, so start thinking about what you want to do when you get back. Or who you want to see.”
“…That’s not something you should say while fondling my breast.”
I was thinking the exact same thing just now.
But what can I do? They’re just so soft.
I took my hand off her breast but kept my arm around her shoulder as I walked through the casino.
I should probably explain this to the others…
“Yahoo~ Yeon-woo! Look at this! They’ll do anything here if you just give them a tip!”
Park Yu-jeong, sitting on the back of a male staff member who was crawling on all fours, waved at me brightly.
When she slapped his butt and told him to hurry up, the staff member crawled diligently toward me.
Um… that guy… he’s that guy, right?
The Rank 4 Black Agent who first entered the Zone… I heard he was a famous veteran…
I couldn't bring myself to look at the face of the staff member, who was sweating profusely as he approached using only his pure physical strength since mana was sealed.
Mariene’s face was turning stiff, but Park Yu-jeong looked up at me from the man’s back as if she didn't have a care in the world.
“Yeon-woo, you want a ride? The ride quality is surprisingly good.”
“Um… you know.”
“Yeah, yeah. I already won a million. I bought my private car for 100,000.”
Didn't she borrow only 10,000? To turn it into a hundredfold increase in such a short time is incredible.
No, more importantly.
“You know, the staff here…”
“Ah, the people who came in before us?”
“You knew?”
“Yeah, there were a lot of familiar faces. If you don’t pay your debt, you end up like this, right?”
She knew, and yet she’s doing that…
Park Yu-jeong laughed brightly while slapping the staff member’s buttocks.
Well, I suppose I was kneading Mariene’s breasts like dough myself.
Whatever… as long as she knows.
Even though Mariene was looking at Park Yu-jeong like she was a crazy bitch—well, she is a crazy bitch.
Anyway, I’ve looked around enough. It’s time to start bankrupting the casino.
I wonder how our strategic nuclear weapon, Pauper, is doing?