Chapter 3074 - 87: The Wager

Chapter 3074: Chapter 87: The Wager

Zheng Qing sat on the tall obsidian seat, holding his head, looking at the ’Lazy·Belphenger’ sitting earnestly behind the molten lava long table, his expression somewhat subtle.

Beneath that golden-red bird mask hid Poseidon’s little face. He knew about this as soon as he received the message regarding the Seven Sins gathering. Though he initially thought, due to his presence, this Little Demon King would be more reckless, yet unexpectedly, she appeared like a genuine devil, composed, calm, and her manner of speech was almost identical to Su Ya.

Plus, the Seven Sins robe could obscure one’s form.

No wonder they swapped around, yet weren’t detected by other devils.

Truly deserving of being a fox from Qingqiu.

So skilled at deception at such a young age.

The young Legend couldn’t resist sighing softly.

"——I heard the Tuki Sect believer at Atlas Academy is contacting some ancient families from Alpha Academy. I want to know, what exactly is the Tuki Sect planning... or if several Wizarding Families are in any transaction with the Tuki?"

As the initiator of today’s gathering, Lucifer spoke first, the somewhat mechanical voice echoing in the vast hall.

Zheng Qing watched this scene with great interest.

Being a Legend has its downsides; one often sees through layers of masks, discerning various guises, taking away much of life’s fun. Like under the bat mask of Patrick Black, clearly he only wants to know the plans of the Tuki Sect, yet with a bit of embellishment it turns into probing into a transaction that may affect the internal alliance structure — the latter questioning method makes it easier to confuse one’s identity.

The devils sitting around the long table exchanged glances.

After a brief silence.

Leviathan, wearing the cat mask, spoke first. She didn’t seem to mind the other devils knowing her expertise in Alpha’s internal news: "——From what I know, that Tuki Sect believer is contacting several Vampire families, seemingly wanting to accept an Initial Embrace from one of them."

Patrick looked at Leviathan with genuine curiosity, wondering if she might be a member of one of the Vampire families himself, but other devils weren’t as composed.

"——Accepting the Initial Embrace? Is he crazy?"

Beelzebub’s voice couldn’t conceal astonishment — as a proper Wizard, she found it hard to imagine a Wizard would voluntarily transform into a Vampire, especially one with impure blood, a Half-blood.

"——He violated the ’First University Management Regulations,’ Atlas has decided to suspend him for a year. If Edge Academy isn’t willing to accept him, the suspension period might be indefinitely extended."

Asmodeus shared information most students already knew, but added some extra analysis: "I heard the Tuki Sect’s handling of its failed disciples is extremely harsh... that disciple probably doesn’t want to end up like the Wild Demon he murdered, becoming a magic puppet crafted by the sect. It’s reasonable to find a way out."

Patrick’s eyes slightly brightened.

This was a secret he had never heard of before, perhaps only scholars sufficiently knowledgeable in mysticism and magical history would come into contact with such knowledge.

This single piece of information gave him a better understanding of the urgency Guan Shanyun displayed during their meeting today.

"——When you have no more options, any lifeline you will desperately hold onto." Mammon, wearing the fox mask, changed his usual slick tone, sounding somewhat grim.

This very much aligned with the mindset of Northern District Wizards, Zheng Qing glanced at him thoughtfully, his gaze sweeping over other devils’ masks, a sudden stirring in his heart.

He turned to Poseidon, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"——Cough cough."

The Little Fox adjusted her mask, pretended to cough twice, then lowered her voice: "Though the Blood Race families look down on Half-bloods and strictly limit their emergence, they’ll certainly support First University students seeking to become Blood Race. Who do you think he will end up becoming a descendant of?"

Were it not under his own nose, Zheng Qing would find it hard to believe that the cunning little fox would speak such insightful words.

Upon hearing Belphenger’s question, the devils present all expressed their opinions.

"Karen."

"O’Brien."

"Black."

"Karen."

"Why do you all think he’ll only choose to become a Vampire?"

Samael pointed to his wolf head mask, speaking with some displeasure: "——Werewolves, Zombies, even Ghosts, possess equally swift means as Vampires, and are high-ranking clans of the Moon Council, their influence comparable. Why doesn’t that Tuki Sect believer try other paths?"

"Probably because the inherent elegance of the Blood Race is more appealing," Lucifer also adjusted his bat mask.

You’re both about to reveal your identities!

Zheng Qing mocked in his heart.

Finding it somewhat amusing — indeed, some traits hidden in certain moonlit creatures’ bones are hard to change — but his smile wasn’t fully formed before it froze beneath his mask.

Bang!

Belphenger, wearing the bird mask, slapped a piece of parchment in front of him, raising a feather pen excitedly: "——Words are useless! Place your bets, lads! Bet, let’s see whose insight is the sharpest!"

The devils surrounding the molten lava long table fell silent, looking at Belphenger in surprise, then turned to the Sin Bearer sitting on the obsidian high seat, seemingly asking with their eyes if such ’gamble’ was appropriate.

Zheng Qing took a deep breath.

Do not get angry.

Cannot get angry.

Don’t get angry here!

"——The Seven Sins conference room is a free place." He repeated the Sin Bearer’s code of conduct slowly, glaring at the audacious little fox: "Whether to partake in gambling is up to you."

Already decided he would hang the little fox up and beat her tonight.

Poseidon felt a sudden chill at the back of his neck, involuntarily looking around.

"One jade coin, betting on Karen Family."

"One jade coin, Tabbot Family."

"One jade coin, Black Family."

"One jade coin, O’Brien Family."

"One jade coin, Jiang Family."

"One jade coin, Karen Family."

"One jade coin, O’Brien Family!"

The parchment made a round on the molten lava long table, finally landing in front of the Sin Bearer with seven jade coins. Zheng Qing looked at the seven devils’ seals on it, wiped the surface with his hand, leaving a black flame trace through all names: "——Agreement established! The successful bettor wins the wagers of other participants. That’s all."

Scarlet flames flashed, completely engulfing the parchment. The flickering flames cast the Sin Bearer’s egg-white mask into shifting lights and shadows, yet none felt warmth from the flames, only a sudden inexplicable chill creeping up their hearts.