Chapter 137 3.59 Legendary Gambling Game (3)

A pile of gold coins spilled onto the round table, forming a mountain peak. The remaining blank area on the round table was already difficult to place bets that were too large or too heavy.

Gustav smiled and looked at Loki, he had already smelled the taste of victory.

In the Middle Ages, there was no online shopping, and no goods were brought in. Going to a bustling metropolis to buy luxury goods carefully made by craftsmen was a life experience unique to high-class nobles. Ordinary nouveau riche could not afford the luxurious social behavior of "traveling".

Because in this era, fulfillment not only requires gold and silver, but also requires an army to escort oneself.

The nouveau riche only have gold coins in their hands. Their disadvantage in this gambling game is too obvious. No matter what Gustav throws on the round table in the next round, Loki can no longer throw gold coins.

Because there is no space on the round table.

Thinking with his head tilted, Gustav called the female companion beside him and took off a necklace embellished with several gems from the smooth neck of the gypsy girl.

The design of this necklace is quite modern. A gold chain connects pendants carved from seven or eight different kinds of stones, including diamonds, emeralds, jade, rubies, obsidian, etc.

The ruby ​​is carved into an exquisite apple, the jade is carved into a layered rape, the diamond is carved into an angel with wings spread, and the obsidian is carved into a gargoyle with wings on its back. Each tiny pendant is only the size of a fingernail, but it is lifelike and very delicate.

"Well, this is the craftsmanship of Mr. Simedis, the 'bone spirit craftsman' in Paris. As a great family inherited from the Principality of Ramses, Mr. Simedis's craftsmanship is always so amazing!"

The old court official took the necklace in his hand and gave his own judgment after just one look.

"Mr. Simedis only makes three handicrafts every year. This necklace cannot be bought simply by relying on 'money'. Many times, it also requires a lot of luck."

After thinking for a moment, the old court official placed the necklace on the mountain of gold coins.

"My price is 1,100 dinars!"

After hearing this offer, Loki, whose blood was boiling because of beating Tifa, had completely calmed down. He only realized at this moment that he had walked onto the card table without knowing anything.

Now, the opponent has played all the cards, and the next move is his turn.

He touched the "Imperial Seal" in the package with his fingers, and squinted his eyes at the Tang people who were not far away. The old man had white hair and a childlike face, and looked quite immortal. But since he had seen the face of the shopkeeper Luo in Yorkshire, he knew very well what these Tang merchants were hiding under their exquisite skin.

Even if this Imperial Seal was not real, it must be an extraordinary imitation to be included in the obsidian gold tower. This thing can indeed crush everything when thrown on the table, but what about after that?

It is almost certain that he will be targeted by this group of Tang people!

Although the Vikings were brave and fierce in battle, they were still just a group of long-haired savages who believed in the gods of barbarians in the eyes of the Tang people. On the other hand, the Tang people did not respect ghosts and gods, and continued to practice the immortal cultivation techniques inherited from the various schools of thought in the pre-Qin period.

If I was targeted by them, I would have provoked a group of powerful enemies!

The brightly lit hall was silent, and hundreds of crowded onlookers held their breath at the same time. Even the O'Sullivan siblings sitting across the round table were interested in seeing what kind of treasure Loki could take out.

He touched the jade seal in the package, feeling the smooth touch, and finally left the 10-centimeter square seal in the bag.

A real man can bend and stretch. He can lose these 300 gold coins, which are just external things.

But if he was exposed and was targeted by these venomous Tang people, this trouble could not be solved with his current ability.

Seeing Loki reaching into his bag for a long time and finally holding out an empty hand, the crowd of onlookers once again let out a rather disappointing low cry, as if they had already anticipated the result of this competition.

However, what no one expected was that when Loki just opened his mouth to say that he wanted to admit defeat, Yuna beside him took out an exquisite wooden sign from the inside of her plump bra pocket.

This wooden sign was only the size of a palm, and the whole body was made of warm ironwood. It looked ordinary on the outside, but the two big characters engraved on it made everyone around him gasp involuntarily.

The two words engraved on the wooden sign were: Fog Duck.

This turned out to be a fiefdom token!

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In the Middle Ages, there was no "house deed" that represented the ownership of land and houses. But the Viking nobles had permanent inheritance rights to the castles under their names, and they could pass on the castles and towns under their names to their direct descendants after their death.

The certificate was this "fiefdom token".

In Scandinavia, the Viking royal family was usually busy with various government affairs and had no spare time to get to know the more than 30 vassals in the six provinces. Of course, a large part of the reason was that small-scale battles often broke out between these vassals. Every day, every hour, old vassals might die in battle and new vassals might appear.

And the communication in the Middle Ages was very slow.

For this reason, the Viking royal family only knew the fief tokens most of the time, not the lords. Wearing the fief token and entering the imperial city would automatically be regarded as the owner of this land by the Viking king.

Therefore, the fief token represents a city in the eyes of the Viking king.

"Mrs. Starrag, are you sure you want to bet on your fief?"

The person who asked this question was not Tang Ren Chaofeng, but the Viking king Ivar O'Sullivan who was sitting opposite him. In his memory, the leader of Fog Duck Town seemed to be a dark-skinned and dark-faced old man. He didn't know when Loki's wife became the leader.

But the fief token in front of him was undoubtedly real.

"No, no, no, she didn't mean that!" Loki was shocked and waved his hands hurriedly. His heart was pounding, and even his hands trembled slightly. He could lose a lot of things, gold and silver, ships, imperial seals, and even this Xuanyuan Sword! These things are all external things to him.

But the land and people of Fog Duck Town, he can't lose them at all!

What's more, when Yuna took out the "fief token" from her arms, he stared at Gustav with his eyes, and found that a trace of imperceptible excitement flashed in the corner of his eyes!

There is no doubt that Foggy Duck Town is worth a fortune. But a town joined the gambling game, and the opponent did not show any panic!

His intuition told him that Gustav had a bigger trump card in his hand.

But when he said this, it was too late. Yuna gritted her teeth and threw the token directly onto the small gold mountain.

"Loki Starlag is my husband, and I choose to advance and retreat with my husband!"

Husband and wife are birds of the same forest, and they fly away when disaster strikes. What's more, intermarriage between nobles is essentially an alliance for the benefit of the family. No marriage for the purpose of profit will be mixed with personal feelings.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Yuna has no need to participate in this gambling game. Even if Loki loses everything, she can still sit firmly in the position of lord, drink wine and soak with gigolos, as if nothing happened.

But for Loki, she even gave up her position as lord?

It is the dream of many Vikings to have such a lady who swears to follow them to death. The crowd cast envious glances at Loki, but Loki himself covered his forehead in pain.

Only he knew that he was once again cornered by this cheap wife.

Gustav on the opposite side laughed loudly, he stood up trembling, and then took out an identical waist badge from his arms!

There were three words written on this waist badge: Storm's End!