Gamble
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Once he entered the cabin, Sheyan pulled Chris to the front, who was hiding at the back, before uttering one word at a time.
"Who gambled with you at the start?"
Chris pointed with his finger and answered.
"Him, him, and that one-eyed."
Concentrating his eyes, Sheyan softly announced.
"So it's you guys who did this, hand over the item you played off him, then we will treat it as today’s events never happened."
The 3 guys cast glances at each other, then the one-eyed took initiative and lazily spoke.
"Christ above! If you agree to bet you must accept losing, this has been a regulation for centuries. We did not openly rob Chris of his things, we also produced our own gold and silver as wager. If we had lost, then we would surely give up our items and not be like that, going back on our deal. This sort of logic is publicly known, if not we can find chief mate or navigator to reason. If they both nod their heads, then the things we won, we would personally return!"