Luck is a Charm

The atmosphere was awkward between Krista Dragoon, Zen, and the receptionist.

After all, two females talking about prostitution with a man in front of them is not common.

"Cough, enough about that topic, why don't we head over to the so-called arena of two death row." Zen decided to change the topic as he doesn't want to risk angering Krista Dragoon any further.

"Uhh- Yes, the arena is right this way," The receptionist took a few seconds to snap out of her daze.

Afterward, she turned around and started leading the way inside to the arena for Krista Dragoon and Zen.

Normally, she wouldn't do this at all and would simply allow the nobles to go wherever they please. However, considering it was the princess of the Jade Kingdom and the infamous Zen, she decided it was best to show the way.

Sometime later, the receptionist stopped near a door and said, "Inside is the arena and there's a counter to the left where you can place your bids on who would win. Of course, if you don't feel like bidding, you are allowed to watch the match as you please."

And she continued, "However, as a rule of the Gambling Aristocrat, each bid must be at least 100,000 spirit stones and it should be self-explanatory."

Zen nodded his head since this was a place for aristocrats aka nobles to gather around so it should mean that everyone here is wealthy and would not bid with some small money.

The receptionist smiled as she asked, "Is there anything else you need from me? Otherwise, I'll have to go back to the reception desk."

Zen pondered for a while before turning around to look at Krista Dragoon. Krista Dragoon shrugged her shoulders as she had zero interest in this place at all.

Zen smiled bitterly as he shook her head. "We're good for now so you can return to your duty."

"Understood, then you may always ask for some assistance from other workers here. We all wear the same uniform so our customers can recognize the worker immediately." The receptionist then gave a slight bow before leaving the area.

Once the receptionist was gone completely, Zen stared at Krista Dragoon deeply in the eyes.

"Are you still mad at me?" Zen asked softly, hoping the answer would be no.

Alas, Krista Dragoon didn't reply as she entered inside without waiting for him, causing Zen to have a headache.

'Whatever, I just gotta bet an astronomical amount and win a lot so then I can use those as funds for her uprising.' Zen exclaimed inwardly as he followed behind.

Entering inside, a loud uproar could be heard as every noble is yelling toward the arena where two bare chest men are fighting with only underwear in their bottom part.

"Fucking kill him already, you trash. I betted 300,000 thousand spirit stones on you and if you dared to get defeated then I'll make sure your death happens tonight."

"Fuck off, the one you bid is trash! I'm the one that will win."

Many curses and shouting came from the nobles as they threw their food at the arena.

Krista Dragoon was disgusted by them completely as she tried to look for an empty space to sit down. However, to her disappointment, almost all seats were occupied by others so she could only remain to stand.

Zen who saw her mood getting worse by the minute, quickly walked up to her and held her waist.

"Krista, watch me earn you a ton of money so that you can raise your army well to fight against the empress," Zen whispered softly to her ears, shocking Krista Dragoon.

She expected him to bring her here to have some fun and not about helping her at all.

"Did you come in here with this intention or you just got the idea at this moment?" Krista Dragoon glared at Zen as she wanted to hear the truth.

If Zen answered wrongly then he would definitely be cockblocked for at least many months by her.

Zen clenched his fist tightly as he punched his chest and said, "Did you really think I'm the type of person to love this event? I only came here to earn fast money for you and I have extreme confidence when it comes to gambling."

Zen showed her a serious expression, implying that everything was calculative and not impulsive.

Krista Dragoon narrowed her gaze, hoping to find some lies from Zen but in the end, she couldn't.

"Fine, then you better win otherwise, I'll make sure you receive the worst punishment in your life." Krista Dragoon said as she started heading toward the counter that manages the bidding.

Zen sighed in relief when his lies weren't exposed as he glanced at the arena and some other jail rooms where other death row participants were waiting.

'That muscle-dude in the far left is not going to survive. All he got was brute force without a brain cell.' Zen started deducing their capability while walking toward the counter with Krista Dragoon.

Since he has boasted about winning a ton of money for her then he cannot afford to lose a bet.

Feeling that his deduction wasn't enough, Zen decided to send a mental transmission to Cecilia and asked for her advice.

Given Cecilia's combat experience, she can easily sense which participants have the potential to win and which participants are guaranteed to lose and die.

Of course, Cecilia wanted to ignore him as she was disgusted by this type of event. But after numerous pleading from Zen, Cecilia sighed softly as she gave him three potential participants that could win.

"Hehe, you're the best Cecilia," Zen started bootlicking her and thanked her for the names she gave him.

Cecilia merely scoffed and cut their link of communication.

Meanwhile, Krista Dragoon looked at Zen and asked, "So have you decided which participant to bet on? This person is waiting for your answer."

Zen nodded his head, "Of course, I have decided on the participant."