Looking at Uchiha Seika, whose neck he was gripping and whose face was contorted in pain, Jörmungandr a wicked grin, "Oh, right, since we have both your older and younger brothers in our hands, let's play a game, Uchiha Seika. If you win, you can take one person with you; if you lose, one person will die. You can choose to take one of your clansmen over there, or you can choose this piece of trash at my feet. How about it, wanna play?"
As he spoke, he kicked Uchiha Ryuko at his feet.
This action once again ignited the fury within Uchiha Seika.
Even though he felt his anger was about to burst, he forced himself to calm down. He knew this might be his last chance to rescue his people and atone for his sins.
So, suppressing his anger, he stared intently at Jörmungandr and asked through gritted teeth, "Fine, how do you want to play?"
"The game is simple. After counting to three, you and I simultaneously extend any three fingers. I'll guess a number. If the number matches the sum of the fingers, I win; otherwise, you win. The winner gets a ninja. How about that? Simple, right? I arranged this especially for you because I felt sorry for you. It gives you a huge advantage," Jörmungandr a gleeful expression, looking completely confident.
That makes sense, though. Winning or losing doesn't burden Jörmungandr at all; on the contrary, Uchiha Seika will be under more pressure, since every time he loses, he will lose the lives of his teammates.
Moreover, this game does indeed favor Uchiha Seika, since the odds are one in ten, and Seika has a nine in ten chance, making victory almost guaranteed.
Hearing that the game was so simple and gave him such an advantage, Uchiha Seika was a little confused. She felt something was wrong, but she couldn't do anything about it, so she could only cautiously say, "Okay, I agree."
After agreeing, Uchiha Seika kept a close eye on Jörmungandr, not daring to relax for a moment, after all, the lives of his clan and his brother were all in Jormungandr's hands.
Jörmungandr didn't care at all about Uchiha Seika's caution, and nodded, saying, "Alright, let's begin."
Then, he spread his right hand out in front of Uchiha Seika and said, "Ready? I'm going to start counting."
Looking at the five fingers in front of him, Uchiha Seika was a little confused, completely not understanding what Jörmungandr was doing. But when she heard that Jörmungandr about to start counting, she didn't care and prepared to hold up her fingers, trying her best to make Jörmungandr guess wrong.
"Okay, one, two, three, begin! Ten sticks!"
As soon as Jörmungandr speaking, Uchiha Seika stretched out her hand, showing five fingers. Five fingers plus five fingers, ten fingers in total. Jörmungandr guessed correctly!
How could that be?
Uchiha Seika was stunned. He had originally thought that Jörmungandr placed directly in front of him, was meant to confuse him and would retract at the last moment, so he would guess a jutsu with a value less than ten. Therefore, he directly extended five fingers.
This way, Jörmungandr will guess wrong.
But to everyone's surprise Jörmungandr did not retract his finger.
Was this a coincidence, or Jörmungandr already read his mind?
Thinking of this, Uchiha Seika stared blankly at his fair palms, seemingly unable to understand why he had lost with such a huge advantage.
"Ah"
Suddenly, a shrill scream rang out behind him, interrupting his thoughts and bringing him back to his senses. He quickly turned around to look.
He saw one of his teammates lying in a pool of blood behind him. This fellow tribesman happened to be a close friend of his.
This caused Uchiha Seika to be overwhelmed with grief. " Ginto!!"
At this moment, Uchiha Seika's heart was filled with regret and pain. He repeatedly cursed himself in his heart, wondering why he had lost such a simple game.
"Alright, stop looking. It's all your fault for being incompetent. If you had guessed wrong, you could have saved him, but unfortunately you didn't. You should think about how to win the next round. Remember, every lost round means one person dies." While Uchiha Seika was still immersed in self-blame, Jörmungandr no sympathy and continued to mock her.
However, it must be said that his sarcastic remarks, besides being a blow, also had some other effect, as they helped Uchiha Seika.
"Okay, let's begin."
This time, he changed his strategy and directly showed his fingers. He was betting that Jörmungandr could not possibly guess ten twice.
Thinking this, he stretched out his hand and placed it in front of Jörmungandr, mimicking Jörmungandr's previous move, his five fingers swaying open as if silently provoking Jörmungandr.
However, such provocations had no effect on Jörmungandr.
He remained the same as before, placing his large, outstretched hand in front of Uchiha Seika, showing no fear of Uchiha Seika playing any tricks.
And so, both of them opened their palms and placed them in front of them.
"Ready! One, two, three, ten sticks!"
As soon as the words were spoken, both of their fingers remained perfectly still, each with all five fingers spread wide open.
"This??"
Uchiha Seika looked on in disbelief. Jörmungandr's five fingers remained motionless.
He couldn't understand why Jörmungandr make such a guess with such a small probability.
Or did Jörmungandr truly understand what he was thinking?
Suddenly, another scream rang out, Uchiha Seika's heart skipped a beat, but this time, he did not turn around.
Or rather, he dared not turn back, dared not look back at the tragic deaths of his people.
Because this would make him feel even more guilty.
At the same time, the tension, pain, self-blame, and immense pressure overwhelmed him because two members of his tribe had died because of his mistake.
Amidst so many negative emotions, the mysterious Chakra within him grew even stronger, and he began to exude an even colder aura.
" Uchiha Seika, you've failed twice already. You don't have many chances left."
"But winning all the time gets boring, and you seem to lack any motivation. How about this, to get you more serious, next round, our chip is this good-for-nothing at my feet, your brother. If you win, you can bring your brother home, but if you lose, well, sorry."
Upon hearing this, Uchiha Seika's pupils contracted sharply, and the Mitsudomoe in her Sharingan began to spin rapidly.
Clearly, Jörmungandr's words struck a chord with Uchiha Seika.
This caused even stronger fluctuations in his inner emotions.
However, he took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and said, "Let's go!"
At this moment, Uchiha Seika's expression was unusually resolute, but if one observed closely, one would notice a hint of madness in his eyes.
But strangely, after he finished speaking, he did not retract his palm, which was still spread out in front of Jörmungandr.
This startled Jörmungandr for a moment, but he quickly smiled, thinking to himself, "You cannot escape our control."