After realizing his talent for gambling, Lioz decisively gave up playing cards. He had already gambled away even his underwear. If he kept losing like this, he would have no choice but to reincarnate.
Compared to the absurdly lucky Red, Lan Ma Locke, whom she had summoned over, was even more troublesome. His card skills were first-rate. He kept saying things like, "I've never played before," "It's my first time," and "I'm just lucky," but in reality, he had been winning nonstop. Other than obviously throwing one match to Redenia, he had not lost again.
Lioz wiped the doodles off his face, tossed down his cards, and asked Redenia:
"Are we just going to keep playing cards?"
"Do you have anything else to do?"
Redenia lifted a cup of warm Mare Milk Wine and teased, "You were the one who said we should wait for your subordinates to send back intelligence before acting. If you ask me, who cares what that crazy bitch Lievice is planning? While the Golden Dragon Monk, the evil gods, and the Suo Dan Lun Tribe warriors are all fighting each other, we should grab what we can."
"Shallow."
Lioz commented:
"Even if she is an evil god, Lievice is ultimately on the same level as you. There is no reason Lievice would not think of what you can think of."
To avoid directly invoking a god's name, Lioz deliberately pronounced Lievice's name in English. This language from Earth would not trigger the Star Abyss God Clan's attention, nor would it invite spying or warnings.
In fact, when he was with Red, he mostly spoke Haynes Language, with English coming second.
Seeing Lioz bring up matters concerning gods, Lan Ma Locke consciously concealed himself.
Redenia drank her Mare Milk Wine and said flatly:
"You're underestimating me