Ashen Dragon

Chapter 231: Chapter 157: Cassius’ Treasure (Part 2)

The serpentfolk woman walked over, smiling: “Dear customer, you must be favored by the God of Fate. Do you want to try another one?”

The Sky Flying Witch hesitated, clutching her magic wand nervously.

She jiggled her money bag and found she had exactly five gold coins left.

As a mage player, the consumption of various scrolls and spell materials was astronomical, and she didn’t often take on tasks from the Magic Affairs Office. As a result, even with the backing of a big guild like the Magic Coin, it was hard for her to save up money.

“I seem to always have good luck.”

“Maybe… I’ll really get another rare item?”

Finally, she bit her lip gently and said: “Alright, give me another one.”

The attendant was about to have the ogre fetch a box, but then the Sky Flying Witch whispered: “This time… can I choose it myself?”

She wanted to restore her guild leader’s dignity and prove that Charlotte’s method was right!

The serpentfolk woman patiently replied: “As you wish.”

The Sky Flying Witch browsed the shelves, picking and choosing, then shyly smiled and pointed to a chest.

“This one?”

“Yes.”

Her hands trembled slightly as she handed the gold coins to the serpentfolk.

As she handed over the money, the Sky Flying Witch even felt a little regret. After all, getting one item was already incredible luck. Seeking more felt greedy, and the expectant stares from those around her made her uncomfortable.

Meanwhile, Charlotte watched everything silently from afar. He skillfully lit a magic cigarette, held it in his mouth, and smiled wryly: “Sigh, why go to such lengths…”

Slowly, the metal box was opened.

Hundreds of eyes focused on the chest, and everyone held their breaths.

“Could there be another rare item?”

“No way, someone can’t get two in a row!”

With a clatter, a blinding blue light shone through the opening.

“Whoa—”

The watching players gasped in unison.

It was a double hit!

A cloak adorned with white feathers lay quietly in the chest.

[Feathered Cloak]

Quality: Rare

Item Description: While wearing this cloak, you can speak its command phrase, “Fly like a bird!” Doing so will cause the cloak to transform into a pair of bird-like wings on your back. The wings will shed magic feathers during flight until they all fall out, ending the flight.

“Do you think I’m an angel? No, just an old man who loves traveling!”—Albert, the Traveling Mage temporarily residing on Heavenly Mountain.

Even the onlookers were stunned. At first, there was silence, then a huge uproar.

“What the heck? A single draw got a miracle?”

“Are miracles for sale at your place?”

“Sss sss sss!”

“Let me get a rub, I’m about to try my luck too!”

They looked at the Sky Flying Witch with not just envy but also profound respect.

This wasn’t just good luck; it was like divine favor!

In their eyes at that moment, the Sky Flying Witch seemed to be surrounded by halos, with the big golden words “Europe King” shining above her head.

Even Cassius, observing from behind the scenes, was taken aback, as he hadn’t placed many good items in those chests. Even the rare equipment had been meticulously selected from his collection as the least valuable. Yet this player had drawn two rare items in a row.

“How is this possible…”

Charlotte watched the scene, dazed, and the cigarette fell from his mouth.

In a flashback in his mind, he saw himself boast confidently, only to draw twenty times in a row without anything good, eventually collapsing and spitting blood. This image played over and over, as if in a black-and-white film.

The Sky Flying Witch, unaware of what was happening to Charlotte, excitedly approached him, holding the newly acquired cloak.

“Guild Leader, look!”

“I proved it, you were right after all, choosing it yourself has a higher chance!”

Her words were like the last straw that broke the camel’s back, shattering Charlotte’s last defenses and breaking his heart into pieces.

“Eh?”

“Guild Leader, what’s wrong with you?”

“Wake up!”

Youths have a knack for instant sleep.

Charlotte couldn’t hear anyone’s words anymore. Everything around him seemed like a silent black-and-white film, torturing him with the scenes of his twenty failed draws.

…

“Single draw, miracle hit!”

“Who says there’s no Europe King in this world!”

“All-in!”

“Where’s the kid who cries every day, where’s the gambler who loses every day? Brothers, charge!”

“Put all your money in, all-in!”

The Sky Flying Witch’s “miraculous double hit” ignited excitement among the players to open more chests.

Many players followed her example, rubbing their hands eagerly for an all-in spree, racing to stuff their gold coins into Cassius’ purse in the hopes of being the next lucky one.

During this, players who drew equipment appeared one after another, and every time a blue glow emerged, it made the crowd envious and encouraged more people to join in.@@novelbin@@

Amid the guild members’ cheers, the Tyrant stroked his chin.

“How about a hundred draws at once?”

“But these chests are limited edition.”

“Wait, Guild Leader, don’t act rashly. Let’s observe a bit more before making a decision.”

Even large guilds quietly participated in the draw event, though they didn’t invest too much.

Initially, the Tyrant, the guild leader of [Royalty], wanted to spend a fortune to buy a hundred chests as guild property, but was stopped by the vice guild leader, Fengyun, who suggested observing others’ drop rates before deciding.

After observing and calculating through hundreds of draws, Fengyun concluded that the chests were a big trap; the more you bought, the more you’d lose. It was more profitable to buy equipment from others.

After all, those casual players didn’t understand the value of high-end gear. Knocking them out with gold coins was a gain and could even recruit them into the guild.

In the end, to the disappointment of many, the Tyrant only bought ten chests for fun and got a green gear helmet, breaking even.

Cassius noticed the forum had become extremely lively.

“Epic Event! Huge Draw on Server Shutdown!”

“Does anyone really get items in this game?”

“Sky Flying Witch’s Miracle, Two Single Draws Yield Miracles!”

“About the Rare Greatsword I Drew Casually from a Chest…”

“So Annoying, As a Scenery-Seeking Casual Player, How Did I End Up with a Rare Battle Axe? I Can’t Even Lift It.”

Players who drew rare equipment boasted on the forums, sparking envy among the unlucky ones.

“Eat well, trying to extend your life by drawing cards, huh?”

“European dog eat my spear!”

“I can’t stop myself—”

“Content causing severe discomfort, reported.”

“[Royalty] Guild Buying Rare Equipment at High Prices, Please Contact via Office.”

The unlucky players beat their chests and lamented why they weren’t the lucky ones. They comforted themselves that it was just a fluke and resolved to be the next lucky draw and flaunt it on the forums outrageously.

“Haha, indeed, players’ desire to compete is endless.”

“Come on, give me your money—”

In the grand royal palace, Cassius enthusiastically browsed the forum, wearing a sinister grin, his wings trembling slightly.

Tiny Cowardly Tiniya curled up next to him, thinking she had done something to anger the mighty red dragon again.

However, the thought of being pinned to the cold palace floor and ravaged filled her with a strange sense of excitement, making her scales stand on end.

“Roar?”

“…”

Cassius finally noticed Tiniya’s excited expression.

He looked at the white dragon as if she were an idiot, his mouth twitching slightly, thinking that this silly dragon might be completely ruined, beyond saving.