He Comes From the Void

Looking at the two boys and girls dressed as nobles in front of him, Drizzt realized that the God of Wealth mentioned in the divination was actually these two, no wonder he couldn't find anyone to bet with him in the casino.

The other party's proposal attracted him immediately, and he pressed down the brim of his hat to make himself appear more mysterious.

"Okay, what do you want to bet? How about Kraken Hand? Everyone is familiar with the rules, and I can teach you if you don't know it. It's easy to understand." Drizzt politely tried, and Kraken Hand is his best game. A good one, full of confidence even if you don't cheat.

After finishing speaking, he noticed that both of them had purple hair and purple eyes. This was the first time he saw such a person.

"No, we don't play that, let's play death roulette, that's more exciting." Kahn said with a smile, his purple pupils smilingly watched him, making Drizzt feel as if he had been seen through.

"Death roulette? Is this a new game? You have to tell me how to play it." Hearing this name, Drizzt's heart skipped a beat, but as long as it's gambling, he has nothing to be afraid of.

"It's very simple." Kahn spread his hands, and Kai'Sa put a revolver and a bullet on his hands respectively, both of which were taken from Sarah's shop.

Then he pushed out the cylinder, and said as he loaded it: "Put a bullet in the cylinder of the revolver, then turn the disc, and close. You and I take turns holding the pistol to our heads, and pressing the trigger; until Until someone gets shot, or dare not press the trigger."

"Look, you only need to move your hand lightly, isn't it simple?" After speaking, he even smiled eagerly at him.

"Fucking simple ghost!" Drizzt howled in his heart, what was the origin of this kid, how could he say such horrible words with a smile.

Drizzt wanted to refuse subconsciously, because this was not a card game he could use at will.

And most importantly, if you play this way, whoever is unlucky will die, but he doesn't want to admit that he has no courage.

Although the goddess of luck is always on his side, there is no guarantee that she will fail every time!

But before Drizzt could refuse, Kahn offered a price that made his heart flutter.

"If you win, I will give you a sea dragon skin, and you can use it to order a pair of leather boots that fit your feet."

Sea dragon skin!

That was worth three months of his income!

Even though Drizzt tried his best to keep himself calm on the surface, his eyes still widened unconsciously, and he pressed down the brim of his hat in a little embarrassment.

But after the initial impulse, he immediately calmed down again.

Death roulette is a game of pure luck and courage. His gambling skills are completely useless. As long as there is even a slight chance of losing, he doesn't want to participate.

So Drizzt gave in rarely in the gambling game: "A pair of boots and my own life, that's important to me. I'm sorry, let's forget it."

Drizzt turned to leave, but Kahn said again: "What if the bet is another life?"

"Huh?" He stopped. He has no relatives, and taking a selfie alone is a family photo. How could someone threaten him with his life?

This brat proposed the death roulette, and it seemed that he had come prepared, but it seemed that he hadn't done enough homework when he said such a thing, which was very strange.

"Whose life?" He looked back at Kahn's winning smile, and his heart skipped a beat—he couldn't be talking about that person, could he?

"Graves' life."

...

Drizzt eventually left with Kahn, and he couldn't sit idly by Graves.

He heard something from Kahn.

Drizzt had let Graves sit in prison for ten years, and now the latter escaped from prison and came out to find him, but was caught by others, like fish on a chopping board, he couldn't kill him anymore.

"Obviously it's all your own fault! Why should I care about you!" Drizzt couldn't help himself, cursing Graves in his heart.

Reason told him not to take this muddy water, but the guilt in his heart made him have to save this old friend.

"You said right, as long as I help you find the crown of the abyss, I will release Graves!" On the way back to the gun shop, Drizzt asked repeatedly.

Kahn nodded, and Drizzt had asked this question no less than twice.

Drizzt naturally still didn't dare to play death roulette with Kahn, so Kahn gave other conditions - hire Drizzt to go to sea, as long as he found the crown of the abyss, he would release Graves.

That's why Drizzt followed him to the diving cliff.

Back in the store, Sarah, who was sitting at the front desk, saw Kahn bring Drizzt back, and she immediately smiled.

"Hey, the fish has finally taken the bait, but let us wait for a while."

Her tone made Drizzt very uncomfortable, and the latter squeezed the card hidden in his sleeve, frowning: "Where is Graves, I want to see his people."

"Graves said the same thing when he came to you, and then he was thrown into the warehouse." Kaisha said suddenly, which made Drizzt stunned.

Then, Sarah went down and brought Graves up, so that the two could meet in the store.

"Graves, long time no see." Drizzt had planned a better opening, but when he did show up, those words were all lost.

A piece of cloth was tied around Graves' mouth, so he could only whine twice, but he couldn't make out what he was saying. After staying in a warehouse with ammunition for nearly a month, my body was full of gunpowder.

At Kahn's gesture, Sarah untied Graves, and the latter walked straight to Drizzt, unfastening the bandage from his mouth as he walked.

On the other side, taking advantage of Drizzt's full attention on Graves, Kahn quietly closed the shop door.

Drizzt looked at the menacing Graves and began to realize that something was wrong, so he couldn't help but backed away, only to be blocked by the door within a few steps.

"Damn it! Slippery! Bastard! Why?!"

Graves was amenorrhea, and along with his swearing, there was that big hand that slapped hard.

Drizzt's legs went limp, and he dodged the slap shortly, otherwise he would have stared at him if he got hit.

"Goddess of Luck, keep your eyes open, old friends meet, it shouldn't happen."

"Bastard!" His pretentious tone angered Graves again, making him feel like he was being laughed at.

Now he grabbed Drizzt by the collar, lifted it up and punched him in the stomach.

Drizzt bent over as if hit by a twenty-four-pound shell, vomited acid, and leaned back against the door.

"It's okay to catch up with old friends, but don't make my store too ugly." Sarah did not forget to remind, but her tone sounded like she was bragging.

"Shut up, doom chick!" Graves shot Sarah back, and she shrugged nonchalantly.

"You ask me why?" At this time, Drizzt in his hand made a distorted question: "I still want to ask you why? I'm here to save you. Look at what you did?"