Remorse After Breaking Up (Sebastian)

Marcus felt cold sweat forming on his forehead. This was his trump card, something that had always worked flawlessly in the past. He couldn't believe Sebastian had seen through it.

With a smile, Sebastian looked at Marcus and asked, "I'm asking you a question. How do you calculate the points if they're tilted?"

"No points for the tilted dice," Marcus replied.

"Very well. I'm guessing zero, then." Sebastian smirked.

A cunning glint flashed in Marcus' eyes. Sebastian stopped him as he reached out to lift the dice cup.

"Wait a moment. Let's have someone else open it. After all, even a slight vibration could change the points," Sebastian suggested.

Everyone silently agreed. Skilled warriors could indeed use their energy to manipulate the dice's outcome.

Marcus couldn't refuse Sebastian's proposal without admitting to cheating. Someone from Phaedra Island was called in to open the cup to ensure fairness.

When the cup was opened, everyone witnessed true skill-the three dice were pressed against each other, each with one corner touching the table.

"Amazing!"

Applause filled the air.

awe of Marcus' technique

but executing it was incredibly challenging. Its difficulty was evident,

furious, his gaze at Sebastian as if he wanted to devour

yet. The game isn't over. It hasn't been decided yet who's the winner and loser." Marcus snorted. He knew

with the cup,

wasn't skilled. Yet, Marcus was so nervous that he frowned. A layer

the dice inside didn't roll at

put down the dice with, that was what it was, and he didn't see it at

Osborne, hurry up and guess,"

you capable at all?" Yvette

he was gambling with his life, he was more nervous

crowd as they observed Marcus' behavior. What

If you don't guess now,

clenched his fist,

"4, 5, 6!"