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Since the black-robed man had said so much, there was no point in denying it, and both Marth and Lourain fell silent.

The black-robed man scoffed and said, "Though, even if you know each other, you're probably not that close. Otherwise, he wouldn't have used a hundred thousand spirit crystals to leave his bet to me."

Those words bristled with Marth. Unlike Lourain, he did not have any conflict with Fane and only followed Fane because he wanted to establish a good relationship with Fane. Alas, things did not go the way he wanted. He had taken a step back during the most important moment.

He was truthfully conflicted when Fane let the black-robed man handle the matter. On one hand, he was thankful that Fane did that since it would not expose their relationship with Fane and they would not end up being hated by the Star Continent. On the other hand, it also showed that Fane did not trust

Rowan gritted his teeth hatefully, but there was nothing he could say at that moment. Percy had shot him a look earlier, and he could tell that Percy wanted him to keep his composure and stop going against Fane in case anything changed.

Fane's earlier decision was beneficial to them, so even if Rowan felt like he was about to explode from the anger and that he wanted to run into a wall, he had to compose himself and bear with it.

In another five minutes, all the bets were placed, and the betting area closed down.

There was a faint purple glow from the center of the stage. Seeing the glow, everyone held their breaths. More of the light condensed, slowly forming a massive figure. It was a massive snake with three heads, its scales having various special symbols.

Fane raised an eyebrow and mumbled, "It's a three-headed silver python." Most three-headed silver pythons lived in first-grad

The sharp-nosed man nodded. "This guy is mental! Even if he's got a credible background or something, there's no way any elders or clan leaders would give him so many pieces of purple gold!"

Meanwhile, Lourain looked at the large scroll and saw that the odds on Fane's name had dropped. Regret lumped in his throat as he felt like he should have placed his bet before the black-robed man did. He would have been able to make some more. The odds being lowered to such an extent pained him.

Marth noticed this as well. The two of them exchanged glances, and Lourain said with a frown, "Why don't you believe me this one time? We can both place our bets, betting with one person's name. The odds won't change that way, and we'll be able to make more."

Marth frowned. He had thought of that, but he wanted to place the bet under his name. After all, he did not trust Lourain.

Seeing Marth's silence, 

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