Chapter 1749: Chapter 531 [Jack of Diamonds – War Commander]_2
The person also said, “That’s right. Without a resolute mind, one couldn’t get this far.”
The talents of Dragon Descendant card masters are generally higher than those of pure-blood humans, and if there’s sothing the Southern Continent doesn’t lack, it’s geniuses.
As slave rchants, they have seen too many gladiators with excellent talents.
But those who were disobedient were worthless, and without exception, all were eventually dealt with.
Speaking of which, the manager from the Giant Whale Business Association also asked with concern, “But this fellow seems ridiculously strong. Mr. Basanio, can that ‘Blue Knight’ Konabos you arranged win?”
Basanio said indifferently, “Don’t worry. Konabos is one of the top fighters in the Jack Sequence; he won’t lose. Besides, I would not let that old thing go to the arena just like that…”
Understanding his implication, everyone naturally knew what he ant and smiled knowingly.
However, before the major Comrce Guild big shots could rejoice for long, suddenly the door was knocked on urgently, accompanied by the butler’s anxious report.
“Master, it’s not good!”
Upon opening the door, the manager who had just walked out hurried in with several betting slips, taking large, anxious strides.
Basanio frowned upon seeing this, displeased, “What’s the matter that you are so flustered?”
Too concerned to mind his own impropriety, the butler quickly pointed at the slips and said, “That… soone has placed a bet of ten million… ten million Gold Coins, betting on that person from East Wilderness to win!”
Because the amount was so large, the butler stamred while speaking.
Upon hearing ten million Gold Coins, Basanio’s brow slightly furrowed, but he didn’t take it too seriously, “So what if soone wins, what’s the big deal?”
Every gambling event has people betting on the underdog; nothing strange about that.
Even with the odds, at most, they would have to pay out a few tens of millions of Gold Coins, which compared to this event’s profits, would be a normal payout.
The other Chamber of Comrce Managers in the room also felt that such a payout was negligible.
However, what the butler said next sent a chill down their spines instantly.
The old butler, realizing he had been too panicked and did not explain himself clearly, added hurriedly, “It’s… that ten million Gold Coins, are at an odds of 1:308! If it’s a win, we… we’d have to pay out over three billion…”
“What!”
Basanio slamd the table, his corpulent body standing up in shock with a whoosh.
He thought he had misheard and repeated, “Soone bet over ten million Gold Coins to win at the highest odds?”
Upon this, the other Chamber of Comrce Managers in the room also sensed that sothing was terribly wrong.
If that were the case, all the cash they made from this gladiator competition might not be enough to cover the payout.
The expression on the old butler’s face was also very ugly as he carefully confird, “Yes! The actuary just confird it, soone won the bet on the ‘Overlord Fist’ Barre Shepherd VS ‘Black Sword’ Marikas match, deciding the victor in three rounds…”
Upon hearing this statent, a hush fell over the grand VIP hall.
Basanio widened his eyes, thought for a mont, and then felt sothing was off, “But isn’t any bet exceeding five hundred thousand Gold Coins supposed to be reported? Why did we only find out now?”
The old butler held the betting stubs and said with an ugly expression, “There were a total of forty-three bets placed, each one not exceeding five hundred thousand Gold Coins…”
Upon hearing this, the group of Comrce Guild big shots imdiately understood.
Soone had exploited a loophole.
Leonard Churchill was quite clear about so internal rules of the betting industry; any bet over five hundred thousand Gold Coins would be specially monitored and reported to managent.
Not wanting to provoke trouble prematurely, he scattered the ten million Gold Coins bet across several betting stations.
Even though this would still be considered a heavy bet at high odds stations. But the clerks accepting the bets were just low-level employees, nearly numb from the volu of bets; they were only responsible for accepting bets as per the rules without thinking too much about it.
Besides, in this world, there was no computerized tallying, and the actuaries had to manually calculate after all the tickets were sold.
The work of tallying billions of lottery ticket sales was ti-consuming and labor-intensive. If they were to completely clarify the accounts, based on past experience, it usually happened one month after the event ended.
Just now, no one knew about that ten million heavy bet.
It was discovered now because… Leonard Churchill and his party had co to claim the prize.
….
In the reception room, Leonard Churchill and Sophia Jones had assud new identities and were leisurely drinking tea provided by the United Comrce.
Because Peacock didn’t act well, he wasn’t brought along.
Shortly after, the door opened.
The two saw a fat man, accompanied by a butler and a robust guard, enter.
Leonard Churchill and Sophia Jones glanced at the guard and imdiately sensed that this fellow should be an Eighth Rank powerhouse.
But that was all.
For them now, an Eighth Rank posed no significant threat.
Even though Leonard Churchill had recognized this robust man as the “Champion of Combat” from the last competition.
Leonard Churchill also recognized that this fat man was the president of the Rainbow Consortium.
Yet the old butler still took the initiative to introduce, “This is our president of the Rainbow Consortium, also the chairman of this competition from the United Comrce, Mr. Basanio.”
As he spoke, Leonard Churchill also stood up, his expression not concealing his arrogance, and introduced, “This lady here is ‘Miss Bessie’ from the ‘Marquis Hunter’s’ house…”
Sophia Jones did not stand up.
Because she was playing the role of a haughty noble lady.
Of course, the identity was fabricated.
The civilization of the Southern Continent had persisted for countless years, and picking a random person on the street would reveal expansive ancestry, with the noble hierarchy complex and intertwined.
Leonard Churchill’s intelligence reserves were sufficient to concoct an improvised identity to withstand scrutiny in the short term.
The daughter of a Marquis’s house was already regarded as top-tier nobility.
rchants might be wealthy, but in the Southern Continent, where lineage is held in high esteem, titles represent a lineage of dragon blood, and status is above everything.
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