Woo-woo-woo!
Accompanied by the short blasts of the steam whistle, thick black smoke billowed from the high smokestack as the massive ocean liner slowly departed the dock.
Countless passengers leaned against the deck railing, waving goodbye to the people who ca to see them off.
Many were in tears.
At this mont, Ronan was sitting on the small balcony of a first-class cabin, sipping on bitter coffee and stroking Hei, who lay in his lap, feeling a deep sense of calm within.
Not long after, the Blue Star liner had left Lande City far behind, sailing into the vast open sea.
This giant ship carrying over three thousand passengers would travel thousands of kiloters along the coastline, stopping at several port cities, including the Capital city of Seles in the Kingdom of Invia.
For Ronan, traveling by ship was not a new experience.
But this steam-era ocean liner still brought him quite a fresh feeling.
The Blue Star can be said to be the pinnacle of technological experience in the Kingdom of Invia. The liner is not only colossal in tonnage but also equipped with an opera house, casino, dining room, bar, and other facilities to ensure passengers are not left in boredom during their journey.
Ronan had no interest in the opera and did not enjoy spending ti in bars for leisure.
But soon he found his own enjoynt aboard this liner.
In a lavishly decorated room, well-dressed gentlen sat around a table covered with purple velvet, gripping Hessen Cards in their hands, exchanging silent glances.
They attempted to use this thod to probe into their opponents’ depths.
This was a poker ga where the total stakes had already exceeded five hundred gold pounds; several participants had beads of sweat on their foreheads, revealing the level of pressure they were under.
Ronan glanced at his opponents positioned to his left and right, then placed down a hand of five consecutive cards of the sa suit.
The room was imdiately filled with sighs of despair as a few opponents painfully and helplessly discarded their cards, choosing to concede.
In this seven-player ga, Ronan’s hand cleared four opponents off the table.
Only two opponents remained against him.
"Raise."
Without hesitation, Ronan bet all his remaining chips: "I’m all in!"
Going all-in ans everyone must reveal their entire hand to gamble it out — the winner takes it all.
His two opponents exchanged glances, both showing signs of hesitation.
As the ga was currently unfolding, if the two chose to retreat, they could secure a small profit.
But if they followed Ronan and lost the all-in hand, not only would they lose all their profits, but they would also have to stake their principal.
The risk was undoubtedly significant.
One of them thought for a mont, then folded the cards, choosing not to follow.
But the other young noble gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "I don’t believe your luck will always be this good, I’ll gamble!"
He decided to call, risking everything against Ronan!
The next mont, the young noble was dumbfounded.
Ronan revealed his hand, and it was unexpectedly a royal flush.
A royal flush is the highest, unbeatable!
"Damn it!"
The young noble’s anger boiled over as he slamd his Hessen Cards heavily onto the table, shouting at Ronan: "You bastard, you must have cheated!"
He too had lost his cool today, having already lost over seven hundred gold pounds matching against Ronan.
Just now, he had held a Duke card, which had a very high chance of winning.
He never expected Ronan’s hidden card to be a royal flush!
Facing the young noble’s angry curses, Ronan imdiately frowned: "Baron Bradley, you can joke about what you eat, but not what you say. What evidence do you have that I cheated?"
"And for your insult..."
He stood up and stared directly at the other: "Let’s duel!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ronan reached out, and from several ters away, a white glove flew into his grasp, which he then slamd into the other’s face!
The room instantly fell silent.
Baron Bradley should have been furious, but the face of this young noble turned beet red, veins bulging on his forehead, yet he stayed silent.
The reason was simple, Ronan was a Transcendent!
"Baron Bradley, apologize to Mr. Ronan."
At this mont, a middle-aged businessman quickly stepped in to diate: "Mr. Ronan, please also forgive Baron Bradley’s montary impulse and recklessness; we don’t need to resolve this with a duel."
"Yes, yes!"
Other gamblers present chid in to persuade as well.
They hadn’t anticipated Ronan being a Transcendent, and seeing Baron Bradley’s cowardice and retreat, they urged for peace to avoid escalating the situation too far.
Ronan looked at Baron Bradley and chuckled coldly, remaining silent.
The young noble lowered his head, saying, "I’m sorry, Mr. Ronan, I apologize for my inappropriate words and am willing to compensate for your loss of reputation."
He pulled out a cash check from his pocket and pushed it along with his chips towards Ronan.
If Ronan were an ordinary person, even a common minor noble, Baron Bradley would have felt no fear.
He would have cursed and questioned without a second thought, not needing to be worried at all.
But the telekinesis Ronan displayed just now stirred instinctive awe and terror in this young noble.
He saw Ronan as one of the Spellcasters.
And Spellcasters have ways to make people disappear without a trace!
"I accept your apology."
Ronan took his opponent’s chips and compensation, saying indifferently: "Ensure this doesn’t happen again."
Although he had both the principal and interest, his heart remained unsatisfied.
Because after this incident, who would dare play cards with Ronan again?
His dream of earning a fortune was no longer possible!
Though Transcendents don’t have the ability to see through cards, no ordinary person would dare gamble against one.
In reality, Ronan won one ga after another through a bit of cheating.
Forget it, it’s best to take what he has and leave it be!
He left the room reluctantly and returned to his cabin.
The Blue Star has two casinos, one exclusive for first-class and VIP cabin passengers. Ronan joined the gaming sessions on the third day after boarding.
Initially, he gained and lost, patiently laying a trap, only unleashing his full prowess when he saw the right opportunity.
After enjoying just a few days of success, it was all disrupted by this Baron Bradley.
To be honest, Ronan felt a strong urge to kill.
Was it easy for him to earn so "living expenses"?
Returning to his cabin, Ronan took stock of his gains during this period.
In total, he had won over three thousand seven hundred gold pounds!
This was a substantial inco; without squandering recklessly, it would allow him to live comfortably for a long ti in any city, including the capital Seles.
Yet having witnessed the extravagance of Transcendents, Ronan didn’t perceive these gold pounds as a fortune.
He thought that he needed to find a way to earn more!
Thinking about his trip to Seles, besides studying at the Royal Higher Police Academy, he also needed to research Alchemy. Ronan felt his grand plan for making money had to be reworked.
Woo~
As he was pondering, an unexpected alarm suddenly echoed through the cabin!
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