Looking at the lottery ticket in his hand, Heisenberg blinked helplessly and gave it a light shake toward The Ancient One.
"If you needed money, you could have just called Billy and had him send you a few billion to spend.
Even if you didn't have his number, you could have gone to find him in person. Could he really not recognize you? And how could he not know your place in my heart?
Maybe we didn't need to do this..."
"Haha, are you saying this method is too much of a joke?"
The Ancient One laughingly took over the conversation, extending her small hand to pinch the lottery ticket from Heisenberg's fingers.
"Think about it. Your people make plenty of money, but they also have plenty of things to do. There's no need for me to trouble them.
Besides, the United States' money is sitting right here. If we don't take it, all that does is let another lucky person change their fate.
Rather than letting this money change the fate of one person or one family, I might as well try my luck.
If I won, the money could go toward maintaining the entire Ancient Cult, as well as the peace and stability of Earth's magical community.
Right!"
As her words fell, The Ancient One lightly pinched Heisenberg's cheek before looking toward the television screen not far away.
Clearly, the drawing was about to begin.
Noticing the faint anticipation on The Ancient One's face, Heisenberg thought for a moment before asking.
"If all you need is money, wouldn't a lottery ticket be less effective than Las Vegas? Why not..."
"So, you really want me showing up in a place like that? I am a woman, after all. Not every woman likes the atmosphere of a casino.
Especially..."
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