"Relax, you still have a chance of winning. Although it's common sense for a Grade Two to challenge a Grade Five, and although your odds in the latest casino have dropped to 1 to 21, nothing is absolute. In any battle, it's impossible for the weaker party to have no chance of winning at all. Believe me, you still have a chance of winning."
In the arena's preparation room, Rorschach gave a rare kind advice to the increasingly nervous Morton.
But when he said this, Morton turned his head and smiled bitterly.
"How did you know the odds? Could it be that you went out three hours ago to buy gambling tickets? "
"Cough, I just happened to confirm it, and bought a little while I was at it …"
"You bought the other side?"
"Cough, cough, I also bought yours, although I won less than the other side … But you have to think about it this way, I still hope you win, and I'll earn more if you win …"
This stupid mouth instantly made the atmosphere even more silent, and Morton's face was full of tears.
"No, um, don't think so much, you really do have a chance of winning, I'm not lying to you. This is a battle between Mages, it seems like it's just you and the Grade Five opposite, but the real competition is between the two of us teachers. "
"… From Grade Two to Grade Five, it's now Grade Five to Grade Eight? The difference is even bigger, it's even more hopeless. Rorschach, are you sure you're comforting him and not threatening him? "
"Isabella, don't make trouble for me, can't you see that little Morton is about to cry? Hmph, you bet more on the other side than me, you're hoping that my disciple will lose so that you can win money … Hey, are you really crying? Be strong. "
Looking at this pair of unscrupulous "seniors", Morton really wanted to cry but had no tears.
But with this commotion, he felt much less nervous.
If there was really no chance of winning, Morton would not die for nothing even if his hatred was greater than the sky.
If he died for nothing, how could he get revenge?
Now that he was still standing here, ready to challenge a Great Mage three grades higher than himself, he naturally had a certain amount of confidence.
That confidence came from the teacher in front of him who was still complaining about the betting limit.
After his strength came out on paper, no matter which side it was, they were not optimistic about him, and Morton himself felt that it was natural.
The gambling odds that Mentor Rorschach had bought were considered good. Morton himself understood that the odds given by many casinos and underground black markets were basically based on how many minutes he could last.
Furthermore, due to the odds being too skewed, even if he were to go up and be instantly defeated (within one move/five seconds), the odds would still be 1: 1. In other words, most people would think that he would be instantly defeated if he went up.
At this time, the fact that the casino still insisted on winning and losing had already moved Morton a little. The odds were about 20 to 1, and he was so moved that he wanted to cry.
"I'm really not angry. It's just that the odds are unbelievable to me …"
"That's because Seviala bet her entire fortune on you, and that's why it's 20 times bigger … cough, cough, cough."
Even the violent coughing couldn't stop him from speaking his mind.
Looking at the young man whose mouth was wide open in disbelief, since he had already said it, Rorschach might as well go all out.
"Your Aunt Seviala bet her entire fortune on you to win. In a sense, that's also my entire fortune … (glancing at Isabella) Our entire fortune. After all, she's our only source of income now. If you lose, hehe, you know what will happen."
Looking at the teacher with a smirk on his face, Morton hesitated for a long time. He didn't ask the silly question of "I really don't understand, can you explain?"
This was really a huge gamble. If he lost, his entire family would have to prepare to run away. If he won, the airship and the City Amongst the Clouds would start to move. Morton imagined that if he really lost, he would cause the teacher's family to go from riches to bankruptcy … He would be hunted to death by the teacher.
But from another perspective, this also meant that the teachers firmly believed that he could win, and didn't even hesitate to bet their entire fortune. Thinking of this, an inexplicable courage ignited in the young man's heart.
"I will work hard!"
Morton nodded. The light shone on the young man's tanned face. His smile was satisfied and sincere, and his bright eyes were unusually firm and simple.
After saying that, he turned around and left, ready to make the best preparations for the duel.
However, he didn't notice that after he left, his teacher Rorschach shook his head helplessly.
"Seviala, you really dare to gamble. I didn't expect you to gamble more than Isabella."
On the side, Seviala, who was playing cards with Isabella, didn't even raise her head.
"It doesn't matter. If I lose, it's just some useless property. I can't get what I want even if I have money after losing the Divine Artifact. But if I win, the first start-up fund for the underwater city will be secured, and there's a possibility of a comeback. "
Hearing this, Rorschach instantly understood. For Seviala, giving up her career and being a vase would be worse than death. Keeping her savings and being a rich woman wasn't an option from the start. She might as well take it out and gamble, even if the chances of winning weren't high.
Yes, Rorschach and Seviala were still not optimistic about Morton.
"There's at least a 40% chance of winning. Didn't you say so before, Rorschach? I remember that you can't lie. Why do I feel that you're not optimistic about him anymore? "
Rorschach was silent. If it were him on the battlefield, he wouldn't hesitate, but he wasn't used to entrusting it to others. He seemed to have overlooked something very important.
"… If the opponent's ability is really as the intelligence says, and it's the preparation I've given Morton, a 40% chance of winning is the minimum … But this kid is too honest. Look at his performance just now, he's just like a 'warrior' (derogatory), and he even said 'I'll work hard'. The duel between us mages is never about the laughable 'effort' or 'belief'. It's about here. "
Rorschach's right hand was pointing at his temple.
It turned out that what made Rorschach somewhat untrustworthy was indeed this young Morton's overly upright character.
And in Rorschach's memory, the most dangerous, the most powerful, and the most lethal mages were basically not good people in the conventional sense!
"Wait a minute, the heroes in those legends contain the belief of justice, and all of them rely on perseverance and hard work to achieve incredible achievements."
Rorschach pursed his lips. It seemed that no matter how resounding Seviala's reputation was, she was still a little girl who had never personally gone to the battlefield.
"You already said that it's a 'story', do I still need to explain? As far as I know, the real heroes who left their names in history don't care about these messy things at all. The method of mental victory is the monopoly of rookies. The one who has the last laugh may only be the most prepared, the most cunning, and the strongest. "
The most prepared? There was probably some. Rorschach had already been preparing for more than a week, but compared to the resources of an entire magic society on the other side, the amount of money and resources spent was still incomparable.
The most cunning and the best on-the-spot reaction? This simple and honest young man was as honest as a fourteen-year-old boy, believing everything he said. Rorschach could not bear to fool him.
The strongest? On paper, a Second Grade against a Fifth Grade, let alone a one-on-one, even a hundred Second Grades would not be able to defeat a Fifth Grade.
In the end, Rorschach and Seviala could only look at each other speechlessly, and sigh helplessly at the same time.
"I think he'll win, though."
On the other hand, Isabella, who had been toying with him all this while, did not hesitate at all.
Rorschach was surprised to find that her affirmative tone was not a lie. She really thought that Morton would win.
"Did you discover something? Or is there something special about Morton? No, I've already done a check … "
Rorschach was a little uneasy and a little surprised. Could it be that his judgment was still too immature, and the experienced Isabella had seen through the problem?
"No, I don't think he'll win because I have confidence in him, I just think you'll win."
Without any explanation, the high-ranking Blood Breed who looked like a young girl continued to focus on the cards. This was related to her spending money this week.
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