I upgraded and added points in the Holy Inquisition

Boss Olga had no reaction when he heard the comfort from the two people in front of him. However, when Boss Inisa asked this question, he immediately became energetic and grabbed the butler's arm as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

"Yes, Randolph, we are all old friends for many years. If you win this game, introduce this Royd to me. You know, this is the third time I have lost everything... "

These words immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of Boss Inisa, who immediately replied:

"Are you so defeated that you don't even understand the principle of first come, first served? Do you still have some grace and integrity?"

"Haha, you can't find a 'reader' yourself, so you want to borrow someone else's 'reader'? You don't deserve to have any shame? Do you think of them as your male favorites?"

"Male favorite? From what you said, it seems pretty good... This little guy is very good-looking and has a great figure. Even I'm a little excited?"

"You shameless slut!"

"You old bastard who can't afford to lose!"

Seeing the two people arguing inexplicably, the housekeeper could only rub his eyebrows with a headache, then raised his left hand and made an 'invitation to dance' gesture.

A spatial rift randomly appeared behind him, and his 'dance partner' covered in armor walked out of it.

Seeing this scene, the other two big guys finally calmed down.

Both of them specialize in the [story] route and have not been involved in the [projection] side. If a conflict breaks out in reality, they cannot be the steward opponents of the dual cultivation route.

Seeing that the scene was quiet, the housekeeper said helplessly:

"You act like the gangsters and shrews on the streets."

The two big guys also said helplessly:

"It's not that we have forgotten grace, but it is related to the most important thing [detachment]. Grace is a useless thing. Do you like to keep losing and being a stepping stone for others?"

"I don't know how many twenty years I have left to lose. Maybe the next time we meet, I will be an indescribable monster."

The housekeeper could only sigh and said with emotion:

"Sigh... the [detachment] method of our system is still a bit too cruel..."

Then he waved his hand, sent his 'dance partner' away, and continued:

"I can understand your feelings, and I don't mind Lloyd helping you, but he is not my disciple or subordinate. I have a normal relationship with him, and I will respect and protect his personal wishes."

With these words, he was relieved, and he acquiesced to the two big guys to ask Lloyd for help in their next gambling game.

This made the other two people suddenly happy, and their faces looked a little better.

But before they could be happy for a second, the housekeeper poured another basin of cold water on their heads:

"It's just that it takes twenty years to prepare a bet. With Lloyd's talent, it is impossible to wait for you for twenty years. I believe that he can definitely break through to the fifth level before then...

Don't think about those crooked thoughts. I will not allow him to wait for you for twenty years; Lord Demani and Lord Tirtus of the Brilliant Order will not allow it; even the veto saint will not allow it! "

According to the rules of the 'gambling game', the 'reader' must be level five or below, so the steward's words blocked the two people's delusions, preventing them from going crazy and kidnapping and imprisoning Lloyd, or signing some kind of disgusting contract with them. contract.

But the two bosses were not disappointed by this, but instead laughed each other.

"Randolph, it seems that you still underestimate us. This may be because you lose too little. I remember you only lost once, right?"

"After all, he has to spend more time and energy on the [projection] route. He doesn't have to devote himself to it like us."

After hearing this, the housekeeper seemed to realize something and quickly asked:

"You...could it be..."

“It does take twenty years to prepare a ‘bet’ and consume countless efforts and resources, but who says we can only prepare one ‘bet’?”

"Yes, without [Projection] as an assistant, we can only invest more in [Story]."

Seeing the two men smiling triumphantly, the housekeeper realized his previous misunderstanding.

These two guys actually prepared two 'bets' at once?

But then he thought again and realized that it actually made sense.

A strong person who specializes in the "Story" route. Once he loses the bet and loses the "Story", he also loses his support. Before rewriting a new "Story", he is as weak as a low-level person. Like little shrimps.

He has the power of [Projection], so of course he won’t worry too much. Then of course these two people also have their own guarantees and support, otherwise, how can they be regarded as seventh-level powerhouses?

“Even if I lose today’s round, I only need to give me 2-3 months before I can play again. By then, if I can get the help of my little cute Royd, I can also advance to the eighth level. "

Boss Inisa said with a smile.

Boss Olga also laughed, narrowed his eyes again, and asked:

"I also only need 2-3 months, so who should come first and who comes last? For this kind of thing, the sooner the better, right?"

If you want to win the 'gamble', in addition to needing a strong foreign aid, you also need to gather enough 'gamblers' to be on the table, otherwise you won't be able to start the game.

The seventh-level circle of the [Extended Reality] system is not large, and news can easily spread. Once others know that there is a cheating 'reader' like Lloyd, they will probably not come to the table. Even if Lloyd continues to Even being awesome can't help.

These two big guys are both old gambling dogs. Of course, they understand that they must seize this critical window period and win this crucial round before others know about Lloyd. So, 'who comes first and who comes last'? 'has become a focal point again.

So Boss Olga directly spread his hands, pretending to show off his cards, and said:

"Since my old friend Randolph has no objection to my direct contact with Lloyd, then you and I might as well be more direct and fight for our family and financial resources."

Boss Inisa did not answer in a hurry, but first took out a pair of dressing mirrors, looked in the mirror, and rubbed the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes to make herself look a little younger and more beautiful, and then replied:

"Okay, arguing won't solve the problem anyway. Instead, it will make Randolph laugh. So it's better to be more direct."

After saying that, the two of them looked at the housekeeper together and asked in unison:

"Will you keep today's events a secret?"

The housekeeper smiled, spread his hands and said:

"In order to be able to serve this time, I spent a lot of money. Besides, unlike the two of you, I come from a wealthy family..."

The implication is obvious enough.

So the three of them began to bargain over the 'hush money'.

As for the other two 'readers' who are still working hard in the [story], no one cares about their situation at all.

Because everyone knows that there is no suspense about the outcome of this gamble.

Although under the restrictions of the [contract], the 'author' cannot disclose the story information to the 'readers' in advance, but it is not a big deal if he wants to bypass the [contract] and let the 'readers' he chooses recognize his [story] Hard thing.

Like the housekeeper, he had already prepared a beautiful and lovely 'Everol' for Lloyd at the beginning of the [story]. As the plot progresses, he can also meet the beautiful and generous 'Miss Desda'.

Anyway, as long as Lloyd can wake up, he will definitely be able to tell whose story this is.

Of course, this trick is also accompanied by great risks. The 'reader' may further become a character and indulge in it on a deeper level because of these familiar characters and things, which will be self-defeating.

Therefore, the housekeeper's arrangement was somewhat of a gamble, betting that Lloyd would wake up in time.

After all, the last time he invited Lloyd to experience his [story], he also made such arrangements and prepared 'Everol' and 'Miss Desita'.

Obviously, he made the right bet.

Lloyd never disappoints!

The housekeeper was extremely happy and couldn't help but sigh secretly:

Who would have thought that this little flower seller would be so good that even I would be surprised?

It seems that the prophets over there in the Eternal City are also extremely powerful and awe-inspiring. Otherwise, I would not have followed the 'fork in the road of destiny' and chosen to come to the Brilliant City. I would definitely not be what I am today. .

The housekeeper was thinking secretly as he continued to bargain, as if he was paying every penny. He had already decided that the hush money would be 50-50 with Lloyd later.

This young man is worth continuing to invest in!

........................

At this time, Lloyd, after reviewing the newly acquired knowledge in his mind, became a little curious about the situation of the other two opponents.

In this bet, he is the only one who still cares about those two people...

So Lloyd slipped out of the room and wandered around the corridor. At the same time, he turned on his spiritual vision. His vision penetrated directly through the barrier between the wall and the door and saw the other two people looking dripping with sweat.

Uh...it seems very hard?

Lloyd pursed his lips, then took out his pocket watch and looked at it.

It's been an hour and it's still not cracked?

You know, the boss has reservations about this game. If it were to be in actual combat, both of you would probably survive...

But it’s not surprising that the seventh level versus the fourth level.

It would be nice if I could watch their 'plot', otherwise it's really boring.

While thinking to himself, Lloyd went to the place where supplies were piled up on the first floor, looking for anything that could relieve his boredom.

As a result, he was about to go downstairs when he suddenly felt a strange touch on his hand, which made his palms and heart feel itchy.

It turned out that the statue of the saint that he was holding suddenly broke free from his hand, and then in turn, he touched his palm with his little finger, and then hooked his finger.

Like a hint of some unknown meaning?