I became the master of the alien world

Chapter 217 Throwing Knife Challenge

"I don't want to waste time." Boru interrupted the middle-aged man impatiently, took out three shining gold coins from his pocket, and handed them to the middle-aged man's hand: "100 gold coins, all in on Lancelot."

Special, these three gold coins are the handling fee."

"Okay, okay, I'll record it for you right now!"

The middle-aged man said yes again and again, and skillfully pulled out two sheets from a stack of mithril notebooks, then dipped his quill in black ink and quickly wrote on them.

About ten seconds later, the middle-aged man picked up the mithril paper and dried the ink, handed the mithril paper underneath to Bolu's hand, and said at the same time: "Master Bolu, this is your bill, please keep it safe."

Boru glanced at the contents on the mithril paper, nodded and signaled to Lancelot: "Let's go, Lancelot, I will show you around."

"good."

The several nobles who were standing together and discussing saw that Bolu had finished his work, and then they lined up again in the same order as before.

"Lord Boru, why are you so cold to that guy?" Lancelot, walking beside Boru, expressed his confusion. In his impression, Boru had always been polite.

"This is not a wizard academy. There is no need to pretend to be kind." Boru pointed to the round table on the right and said: "Most people play cards like this and use luck or skills to win the bet."

Lancelot looked through the gap between the two gamblers and saw the scattered cards on the table. The familiar clubs, hearts, spades, and diamonds were the same as the playing cards in his previous life.

[Just kidding me, were there playing cards in the Middle Ages?]

Lancelot quickly dispelled his doubts. After all, he had seen a description of steam in "Steel, Magic and Heraldry" before. Since even steam engines are recorded, a small deck of playing cards is not surprising.

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The gamblers around him did not stay away from Boru as before. The expressions on everyone's faces were extremely natural. Both men and women would give polite smiles to the two people in the crowd.

"Would you like to play a few games? I'm treating you." Boru patted Lancelot's shoulder and said softly.

"It looks a bit boring." Lancelot curled his lips and looked at the shouting gamblers at the round table with a blank expression, feeling that they looked stupid.

Bolu was stunned when he heard this, and smiled: "Oh? I thought you would like it."

"Teacher Bolu, I don't want to lose everything because of gambling."

"I understand, do you want to go play something new?" Boru said and walked towards the corner at the other end of the casino. Lancelot followed the black man obediently.

"arrive."

Lancelot followed Boru and stopped. He saw a huge black disk hanging on the wall, with three concentric circles outlined in different colors. Lancelot looked at it for a long time but couldn't figure out what it was.

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"This is a game called Throwing Knife Challenge. Did you see that black disc? The closer the throwing knife is to the center, the more bounty you will get."

Lancelot wondered if this was just throwing darts. Although he was also not very interested, in order to take care of Boru's feelings, "But... this game should require a principal."

"That's not a problem." Boru said, then walked forward and said to a woman with curly brown hair: "Hailey, my friend wants to try the knife throwing challenge. The rules are still the same, right?"

"Of course, Lord Bolu." The woman named Hailey was wearing a long blue coarse cloth dress. She was obviously a commoner. She waved to Lancelot to show her friendship.

A long-lost smile appeared on Bolu's dark face, and he asked softly: "Is the handling fee still 10 silver coins?"

"That's right, Lord Boru."

Bolu took out a bright gold coin from his pocket and handed it to the woman's hand.

"Master Bolu, I may not be able to find him for the time being."

"No need, the 10 silver coins are the handling fee, and the remaining 50 silver coins are your tip."

"Ah, thank you so much!" The woman carefully put the gold coin into her pocket, and then said happily: "Master Bolu, what should I call this young master?"

"Hello, my name is Lancelot."

"Sorry, I may have to keep you waiting for a while. Alas, business has become increasingly difficult recently." The woman said with a disappointed expression on her face.

Lancelot noticed that Hailey's face was covered with fine lines, her hands were held together unnaturally, and they were trembling slightly.

"It doesn't matter. We have nothing to do anyway. It's okay to wait a little longer." Lancelot comforted Hailey.

Two minutes later, Boru walked up to Lancelot and took out a black cloth bag from nowhere.

"No, this is for you."

"What is this?" Lancelot felt the heavy weight of the bag and asked doubtfully.

"You'll know after you open it and take a look."

Lancelot held the bag with his left hand, and opened the tight opening with his right hand, and a golden light shone out from inside.

It’s actually a bag of gold coins!

Lancelot quickly tied the bag tightly and lowered his voice: "Teacher Boru, why did you give me so much money!"

"Don't get me wrong, Master Harvey asked me to give this to you so that you can have some fun during your few days of rest."

"Okay. But, this is too much."

Lancelot shook his head and was about to return the bulging money bag.

"Here, no amount of money is too much." Bolu grinned, showing his white teeth: "I will go back to the arena first, there are still some things waiting for me to deal with over there."

Lancelot looked at the back of Boru as he quickly left, feeling a little dumbfounded. He could only stand there awkwardly, waiting for the next guest with Hailey beside him.

Because the knife throwing challenge can only be carried out with an opponent, Boru has already given the handling fee to Haili, and he has to play at least once before leaving.

[Just one, no matter whether I win or lose, I won’t play anymore.] Lancelot said firmly in his heart.

"Hailey, long time no see."

"Oh, Master Clayman!" Hailey showed a happy smile on her face, and stepped forward to hug a burly middle-aged man.

"Hailey, you are still so beautiful." Clayman let go of his hands and looked into the woman's eyes with dark gray pupils.

"Master Clayman, you are really good at joking." Hailey's cheeks flushed a little, and then she asked in a soft tone: "I wonder if you are interested in having a game with this young man?"

When Clayman heard this, he looked at Lancelot, and the boy's long silver-white hair attracted his attention.

"Hello, my name is Clayman, and I am the dean of Blackthorn Academy."

"House, Dean, why are you here?" Lancelot opened his eyes wide and asked in confusion.

Kleinman winked at Hailey, wondering why the other party asked this question.

If you have ever interacted with the boy in front of you, you will definitely have an impression.

(End of chapter)