Magician in Type-Moon

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The two smiled at each other.

Then, Melvin tapped the table twice: "Get your cards."

A new card slid into Melvin's hand—the 4 of Hearts. A simple number, yet it seemed to foreshadow a turning point in his destiny.

Melvin has the Ace, 2, 3, and 4 of Hearts, giving him exactly 20 points. This hand seems decent, but Matou Ike's hand is equally strong, resulting in a tie.

“Speechless.” Melvin rubbed his temples lightly, his eyes flickering as if he were considering his next move. “How can I let him end the game in a draw?”

As he whispered, he tapped his fingers lightly twice on the gambling table, his gaze still carrying a hint of nonchalant provocation.

"Take the cards."

The new card slid to Melvin – the 5 of Hearts, the number on the card meaning his hand dropped from 20 to 15.

Melvin frowned slightly and remained silent for a moment. His soft hand (Ace as 11 points) turned into a hard hand (Ace as 1 point), making the situation more complicated and the card sequence unusual.

If the next card is the 6 of Hearts, Melvin will get 21 points, achieving Blackjack. However, fate is always unpredictable.

The audience held their breath, a tense atmosphere filling the air. All eyes were fixed on the gambling table, anticipating the next move. Only Matou Ike remained calm, as if everything was under control.

Melvin took a deep breath and said softly, "Take the cards."

He tapped the gambling table twice more, the sound crisp and powerful.

The dealer flipped over a new card—the 7 of Hearts.

Melvin busted and lost.

Gasps of surprise seemed to burst from the audience's chests, and suppressed emotions exploded like sparks, instantly filling the entire casino. However, the decisive round was yet to come, and the final outcome of the game remained uncertain.

The dealer's hand was still not fully revealed. At this moment, everyone understood that the opponents in the betting game were not only Melvin and Matou Ike, but the dealer was the ultimate decision-maker.

The dealer reveals the face-up card—Ace.

Then, he turned over his hole card—the 4 of diamonds.

Let's take another card—the Jack of Spades.

Take another one.

"Congratulations." The dealer lowered his head, his tone calm, as if everything had already been destined.

The last card was the 4 of clubs, and the dealer's hand stopped at 19 points.

"It has been confirmed that Lord Matou has won 500 gold coins," the dealer announced, his tone conveying an undeniable certainty. "His qualification for the second game is acknowledged."

.........

Deep in the ocean, Luvia gently flicked her wrist, and the ring shimmered with the light of beryl.

She gently chewed on the beryl, feeling the faint vibrations within the mineral and the refreshing sensation of released oxygen, which instantly invigorated her.

Her eyes were immediately enhanced by magic, her vision became incredibly clear, and she could capture every subtle change in her surroundings.

Then, without hesitation, she threw out a few gems, gently tapping them on the water's surface.

Following her instructions, the gems emitted low-frequency shockwaves, probing their surroundings like sonar.

"—Over there." Her gaze locked onto a direction.

Above the water, Van Fem and Bai Ruolong stood facing each other in silence.

Despite being underwater, the figure of the man wearing a silk hat did not seem out of place in the aquatic environment.

He wore a white shirt, the hem of which swayed gently with the current. The threads and rings released by the golem were precisely embedded in his fingers, as if the seawater could not take away even a trace of his elegance and composure.

He maintained his noble posture, and even in the water, he showed no signs of being restrained by gravity.

Nevertheless, his tilted posture still gave people the illusion of transcending the physical world, as if he did not belong to this dimension.

No, he doesn't belong.

He is the original twenty-seventh ancestor, a perfect and lucid being.

Whether viewed from a mystical or dimensional perspective, Van Phim far surpasses the realm of ordinary people, and can even be considered a "kindred spirit" of magicians, yet transcends conventional rules at an even higher level.

He exists only in fairy tales, an elusive and mysterious being.

"Are you ready, Coopera?"

His voice came through the water, but there were no actual sound waves.

There is no air vibration or water flow interference.

His language is not actual sound, but a kind of information transmitted through thought waves, which directly enters the target's perception.

Cooper raised her head slightly. Although the underwater world was silent, her senses never relaxed for a moment.

Van Fem's ten fingers moved gently, and the silk threads swam in the water like water snakes, as if merging into the entire ocean, gradually disappearing into the endless deep blue.

"Serenade No. 11 - A Young Girl's Sigh".

The elegant name stands in stark contrast to the phenomenon it has sparked.

As Van Fem whispered, a large amount of foam suddenly burst forth from Cooper's body, like underwater bubbles expanding instantly and rapidly occupying the space around her.

Each bubble seemed to devour her life force, and the strange fluctuations caused the air density to change instantly, making the water flow appear to distort as well.

In modern science, there is a technique called supercavitation. It is a technique that uses pressure differences to generate a huge number of bubbles, which encapsulate an object and thus reduce friction between the object and the surrounding liquid.

Cooper caused this phenomenon through magic, rushing towards Roron at an astonishing speed.

Chapter 481 Magic Eye

In the water, Cooper's figure spiraled forward like a drill piercing its prey, stirring up a surging current of water.

Her attack trajectory had blocked all of Bai Ruolong's escape routes, and the violent kinetic energy in this sea area had transformed into an irresistible force!

However, just as she was about to hit her target, a barely perceptible cold laugh reached her senses through the seawater.

"Humph."

Van Fem's gaze shifted slightly, not towards Coopera, but towards another direction. That area was precisely where Juvia was located.

In the seawater, translucent demonic feathers drifted slowly down, and crimson blood spread out, seeping into the deep blue, like ink stains on a canvas.

“If this were shark slices, there would probably be swarms of sharks swimming by, right?” Van Fim said softly, his tone nonchalant. “Although, I’ve hardly ever heard of sharks around Monaco.”

Bai Ruolong frowned slightly, her tone indifferent: "Sorry, I don't have a taste for B-movies."

His phantom wings fluttered slightly, unfurling a defensive barrier in the water. Although he couldn't perform the high-speed movements he had on land in the sea, he managed to stabilize himself by releasing his demonic feathers and create a buffer in the current. Even so, the seawater around him was still murky from the spilled blood, and the sweet, fishy smell spread through the water, indicating that he had indeed suffered a serious injury.

"What, your interests are so limited?" Van Fem smiled.

Bai Ruolong snorted and retorted sarcastically, "You've lived for thousands of years, how come you're still so unserious?"

“Well, there’s really no way to refute that.” Van Fem shrugged slightly, then lowered his gaze and whispered, “However, it seems… the injuries you sustained in the battle in Japan haven’t fully healed yet.”

Bai Ruolong's pupils contracted slightly.

He paused for a moment, then readily admitted, "That's a very good answer. Well then, that's the only way."

As Bai Ruolong leaned forward, approaching the water's surface, his every move resembled a precisely calculated decision.

Luvia suddenly felt a chill run down her spine in the seawater, and she froze instantly. Her gaze locked onto the light bursting forth in the distance, and an ominous premonition swept through her heart.

"What's this--!"

The sea trembled violently, waves surged. Lightning pierced the sky above the Monaco sea in an instant, its dazzling brilliance illuminating the entire ocean.

However, no one realized that a huge crisis was hidden behind this strange phenomenon—

Tourists on the Monaco coast were completely absorbed in the ocean scenery, oblivious to the thunder rumbling in the sky.

“Do you understand, Miss Luvia?” Van Fem’s voice carried an indescribable sadness as he spoke slowly, his voice calm yet full of power.

This deadbeat certainly noticed Luvia chasing after them and jumping into the sea.

“People like you are really…” Luvia unconsciously bit her lip, yet she couldn’t fully grasp the deeper meaning of his words. She began to look around the sea with some unease; the power of the lightning was like the arrival of death.

“This is what it means to be a living god.” Van Fem’s voice floated softly in the air.

"They are no longer the beings who can manipulate the world at will. Those gods, who could once stir up storms with a breath and split the heavens and earth with a gesture, can no longer exercise their powers as freely as they once did."

His tone carried an indescribable sorrow, as if he were reminiscing about those glorious years that had already passed.

"It's like I've been forced to isolate myself from the foundation of humanity. Even so, the inherent power of God will still exert its strength at certain moments."

Van Fem's gaze was deep as he stared at Bai Ruolong in the water, his tone becoming even lower and more serious.

“Bai Ruolong.” Van Fem’s gaze pierced him sharply. “Those people you signed contracts with have all obtained the qualifications to control the magic of the Age of Gods, right? It can be said that this power can be easily controlled by those god inheritors with strong genetic backgrounds.”

Bai Ruolong's eyes flashed; Van Fem's words seemed to have hit a key point.

“Zagrus, as the successor of the omnipotent god Zeus, naturally possesses powers commensurate with him,” Van Fim continued in a whisper. “No matter the form of the opponent’s magic, her powers can easily handle it—for example, Zeus’ ability to transform into all kinds of creatures.”

As Bai Ruolong's cells transformed one by one, emitting a "creaking" sound, his body began to undergo terrifying changes.

Every cell seemed to be building and piecing itself together, transforming into a brand new form. An unusual energy fluctuation permeated the air, as if even the tides of the ocean were being pulled by this force, causing ripples to spread across the surface of the sea.

"That's... something like Middle Eastern sorcery...?" A hint of astonishment flashed in Luvia's eyes as she stared intently at the changes in Bai Ruolong. Her intuition told her that this change wasn't just simple magic, but a profound magical transformation.

She immediately thought of the sorcery of the Middle East.

Unlike Western magic, which deceives the world and uses thought manipulation to alter it, Middle Eastern sorcery focuses more on changing the physical body itself.

The foundation of the foundation has been widely distributed from Greece to India since ancient times, and it is not surprising that Zagreus, who possesses the myth of transformation and is the successor of the omnipotent god Zeus, has similar powers of magic.

However, there is a world of difference between the two in terms of precision and power.

Although spells are flexible and can cleverly alter the body, they are still insignificant compared to the abilities Bai Ruolong is currently displaying.

Bai Ruolong's figure underwent a dramatic change, as if some mysterious power was surging within her.

His right hand suddenly stretched out and sprouted dozens of pupils.

Each eye possesses a chilling magic, seemingly carrying immeasurable power.

Luvia's heart suddenly raced, and her face turned slightly pale.

Her intuition told her that these eyes were no ordinary magic eyes; each of them possessed the power to destroy everything.

“Wait. Could it be that all of those are—” Luvia’s voice trembled slightly as she stared at those eyes in disbelief.

“They are all Demon Eyes,” Van Fem asserted calmly.