Chapter 92 - Who The Hell Are You?!

"I thought we are all here for the gambling," Hecathe spoke with a smirk as he looked straight at the young man who looked to be surprised and a bit afraid of this man dressed as a hunter. 

"Who the hell are you?" The young man frowned as he questioned without bothering to be polite. 

"Me?" Hecathe chuckled as he shrugged his shoulder, "I'm just someone visiting."

The young man didn't look to have believed it but he didn't say or ask anything more. 

"So place the last card," Hecathe instructed as his eyes narrowed down on the young man. 

With just the piercing glare that Hecathe was giving him, it could be clear that Hecathe wasn't too impressed or pleased with this young man and his lovely discussion about Alphius. 

"He's right," One of the older two men, who was playing, chuckled as he spoke up, "Get this over with. Why are you dragging this on?" 

The young man gulped as he heard this and didn't bother thinking about anything as he threw his card on the table, showing it to everyone with much confidence as if he was sure that he was going to win. 

"There ya go," The young man glared at Hecathe with a small scowl on his face, "Are ya happy now?" 

Hecathe could sense that the man was angry at him since the young man's accent suddenly started becoming more prominent and he started sounding just like that old lady. 

The two older men laughed as they saw the young man's card and placed their own cards on the table. 

One of them commented, "I guess your luck ran out, kid." 

The young man was stunned speechless for a few seconds as he looked at the other two cards that were 2 of spades and 2 of clubs respectively. 

His eyes glanced down towards his own card that was 3 of hearts. 

"Now let me take a good look at that ring you got me," The other man picked up the ring from the table and wore it on his finger as he laughed. 

"Wait... This is impossible!" The young man exclaimed as he slammed his hand on the table, "I already placed a 2 of spades before this! How can there be two cards of the same type in a deck?!" 

"Eh?" The other guy tilted his head as he looked at the young man and asked cluelessly, "When did you place a 2 of spades? Are you trying to call us cheaters by lying?" 

The young man gritted his teeth in anger as he heard this and his hand reached out for the deck that was kept on the table. All the cards that had been placed forward were kept in this deck and he was sure that the deck hadn't been tampered with so he believed that he would be able to find the 2 of spades that he had previously placed. 

The two men laughed together as they saw this young man shuffling through the deck anxiously. 

"Didn't I already tell you, boy? The mistress of luck doesn't have a loyal heart. Today was just not your day." 

The young man went through the deck for the third time but was still unable to find the 2 of spades that he had previously placed and this made him clench his fist. 

"You cheating old piece of sh*ts!"

"Now, why are you calling us names when you were the one that lost the gamble? Didn't you already know that you would have to lose if you played?" 

The young man was pretty angry as he heard the old man and in a fit of rage, he grabbed the collar of one of the men and looked to be ready to start a fight, however, at this moment, Hecathe kicked the young man and interrupted the fight before it even started. 

"Move your butt," Hecathe spoke as he met the man's glaring eyes, "You played and you lost. Now don't be a loser and get your ass out of here. Can't you see that there are people waiting for the next round?"

"..."

The young man surely didn't look to be too happy after getting kicked by Hecathe and when he heard the man saying this, he let go of the old man's collar and stepped closer to Hecathe as if trying to intimidate the man. 

"Who the f*ck are you...?!" The young man pushed Hecathe's shoulder back as he questioned, clearly looking for a fight.

Hecathe chuckled as he looked down at his shoulder that had been pushed back and he leisurely patted his shoulder as if he was getting rid of dirt.

"There's a problem with your question," Hecathe spoke up with a smirk as he looked back at the young man, "It should be the other way around." 

Hecathe pushed the man's shoulder back and the young man who was not as strong as Hecathe ended up tripping on the chair behind him and falling on his butt because of just a single push. 

"The question should be: Who the f*ck are you to push me?" Hecathe informed casually, his voice sounding oddly calm, making the atmosphere turn cold and heavy all of a sudden. 

Nobody dared to say anything and when they saw the dark purple cloak and the emblem on it, they were sure that this young gambler had decided to pick a fight with the wrong person. 

Hunters were not easy people to deal with. 

"Now," Hecathe let out a small breath as he stepped closer and picked up the chair that had fallen down after tripping the young man, "I would like it if you could wait. I'll get to you after I'm done here and I hope you don't run away by then." 

Hecathe placed the chair back in its position and sat in front of the two old men as he spoke to them, "Let's have a game." 

"What a courageous man!~ I like you!" One of the men exclaimed as he laughed and started preparing the deck of cards. 

"Hey! I'm not done with ya!" The young man shouted as he picked himself up from the floor. 

"And nor am I," Hecathe responded as he side-glanced at the man, "So be a good boy and patiently sit over there while you wait for me to be done with these two here." 

The young man seemed as if he wanted to say more but he held himself back and went over to sit down, patiently waiting just as Hecathe had told him to. 

Hecathe almost wanted to laugh as he saw this since he didn't really expect the man to go and do it. 

"Now how do you like to play?" The other older dude asked as he stared at Hecathe. 

Hecathe smirked as he shrugged his shoulder and replied, "I don't care what type it is but for convenience's sake, let's play the same game that you were playing a minute ago." 

"Is that so?" The old man raised an eyebrow as he looked at Hecathe, feeling both amused and suspicious, "Have you ever played before?" 

Hecathe shook his head as he heard this question and answered honestly, "Gambling has never interested me so it is only natural that I have never played." 

"For a man who has never played before, you look quite confident," The other guy chuckled as he commented and Hecathe simply smiled with a nod as he heard this.

"From what I've just seen, I can guess the general rules that would be needed," Hecathe spoke as he looked at his watch casually, "And as for the bet, I'm ready to place this watch."

The two men carefully looked at the watch that Hecathe took off from his wrist and from their expressions alone, it was clear that they had no idea what type of watch this was nor had they ever seen it before, but they were not idiots and they were clearly able to guess that the watch was probably expensive. 

"Is it authentic?" One of the men asked as he carefully looked at Hecathe. 

Hecathe smirked as he flipped the watch and showed the engravement on the back, "This should be proof enough for you." 

One of the men took the watch from Hecathe's hand and took a closer look at the engraving on the back before concluding that this watch was definitely real. 

"Young man, you're not only courageous but you're foolish as well," The man laughed as he commented after taking a closer look at the engraving, "This watch belongs to the mecha-suits and was produced by that bastard Alphius." 

Hecathe nodded his head as he heard this, "I would naturally know that since the watch is mine." 

"It is expensive but do you really think it would be a good idea for you to reveal the fact that you are secretly connected to the mecha-suits?" The man asked as he looked at Hecathe with an indecipherable expression.

"So what?" Hecathe tilted his head as he asked, "Aren't we in Ocasia? You people don't welcome the mecha-suits but you don't welcome the three willows of spring either so it shouldn't be a big deal."