Chapter 9, To the victor belong the spoils

Naf's lips curled into a disdainful smirk, her fair hand pressing down on her first dice cup. She cast a faint glance at the major general insignia that Mo Mo had bet on, and slowly spoke, "I truly apologize, but in this round, I shall unceremoniously accept the title of victor." The dice cup opened, revealing 1-1-1, small!

Mo Mo's eyes slightly lowered, a faint and elusive aura of danger swirling around her, "Do you think this is something you can touch?"

Double? Can she afford to double it? Previously, she should have taken something of equal weight to Mo Mo's position as a major general to double it. It was already very gracious of Mo Mo not to speak out when she took a secretary position. Now, not to mention whether Na Fu has any capital to double, even the weight of the identity of a candidate for the naval marshal is not something just anyone can handle

Naf was taken aback, her expression darkening at Momo's blunt words

Mo Mo continued to look at Naf with indifference and no expression, as if the shocking events that astonished them were merely a matter of course for her

Boom

"It's your turn." A faint voice sounded, causing Naf to stagger back two steps, her beautiful and charming large eyes widening in disbelief as she stared at Momo. "No, it's impossible! This must be a lie!" Naf could not believe that this little girl, who had not even grown all her hair, could achieve this. She refused to believe it! With that thought, she reached out toward the envelope on the table, but before she could touch it, the envelope was taken back by Momo's fair and flawless hand.

Nomination Letter for the Next Marshal of the Navy

I... you..." Nafu hesitated for a long time without saying anything. She certainly couldn't admit that the outcome of the dice was manipulated by her! If this matter were to be exposed, not to mention her previous reputation earned in the pirate crew, Doflamingo would probably not give her any chance at all!

Suddenly, something came to mind, and Nafu's expression softened as she looked at Doflamingo with a mix of anticipation and urgency, "Captain..."

Two, three, four? ! It turns out to be two, three, four! With just a one-point difference, she lost...! Is it... could it be that she made a mistake by accident? The smile at the corner of her mouth stiffened, and Naf made a somewhat stiff remark, "Consider yourself lucky; no one has ever been able to tie with me even for a single round!"

Doflamingo's gaze seemed to shift onto her, and beads of sweat slowly dripped down Naf's forehead. The final round would determine the outcome, yet she felt no confidence at all. Her abilities seemed utterly ineffective against Momo. However... even if this time ended up the same as the previous two, resulting in a draw, her possessions would still remain hers. Although it would mean wasting some time and energy, it was certainly better than truly losing them.

If not, please do not waste time, quickly end this boring game. I am already feeling drowsy. Mo Mo said lightly, then lowered her head and gently covered her small mouth to let out a delicate and cute yawn, which made Doflamingo raise his eyebrows and his smile grew increasingly wicked.

The stakes are getting higher and higher with each bet!

Upon thinking of this, Naf sighed in relief, gently lifting the dice cup without looking, for she had already determined the number on her dice to be the one she desired a second before lifting the cup

Mo Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, "Is there any evidence?"

Naf's expression changed slightly, her teeth biting down on her lower lip. She glanced at Doflamingo and then at Momo, feeling unable to swallow her anger. She had followed Doflamingo for so long, always in the spotlight and pursued by many, yet she had never felt so embarrassed and humiliated! And the root cause of all this was that woman! Just looking at her face was infuriating!

"It doesn't matter, after all, the true victor is the one who laughs last," Mo Mo replied lightly, and then prepared to lift her dice cup.

Mo Mo's beautiful eyebrows gently arched, and every facial expression of hers could radiate a different kind of fresh beauty. Perhaps it is precisely because of her overwhelming beauty that she chooses to conceal it with indifference.

Naf's fist clenched around the * picture * book, her teeth gritted in frustration. Is she really so pleased just because she managed to tie with her in a game? That damned woman!

"That's not right!" Naf exclaimed in disbelief, "It clearly shows three fours, how could it possibly be three threes?" "You cheated! You must have tampered with it!"

As the game reaches its final moments, it reveals who the victor and who the vanquished is, and to whom the seemingly light as a feather yet actually worth a thousand gold pieces items on the table belong.

Donquixote Doflamingo is the intermediary of the dark world, a role whose secrecy and power are almost unknown to the public. The dark attendant is naturally the person permitted to accompany Doflamingo each time he enters that world, almost equivalent to the second-in-command of the Donquixote Pirates. This individual can be regarded as Doflamingo's most trusted confidant

Of course, if you win against me, all of this will be yours. However, before that, please double it.

Naf's complexion was extremely poor, her fingers gradually tightening. Clearly, the numbers in each dice cup were within her expectations; she was certain of her victory. But who would have thought that she would be unable to play until the end! She could not double her stakes, which meant she had already lost. In the end, who would still care about the outcome? ... Unwilling ...! ... She was unwilling! How could she lose to a mere girl, especially when she had also sacrificed her position as the captain's secretary and the identity of a squad leader!

Boom

In the second round, Nafu lifted the dice cup without any hesitation, revealing the points that indicated Momo had lost her bet again. Nafu let out a sigh of relief, confirming that the previous loss was indeed due to her own carelessness, which had allowed that woman to win.

Doflamingo laughed in a twisted and demonic manner, "Sure, but if you lose, the consequences are something you are well aware of"

Admiral, that is the highest commander of the naval headquarters, and above that is the world government! Monkey D. Momo, an eighteen-year-old girl who has never made any notable achievements, how is that possible?! It is already quite exaggerated to present the succession document for a general, and now she is directly skipping the rank of general to become an admiral?! I can't believe it!

Naf's lips curled slightly, three three four, big. She would not know that she was already well aware of the number on her dice, why? ... Heh ...? ... Has no one told her what her ability is?

The candidate for the naval marshal, after all, is merely a candidate. Moreover, it seems that she has unexpectedly gained something. Mo Mo does not intend to speak harshly to her; instead, she simply says softly, "Then, please begin."

Everyone felt as if their minds had exploded with a loud bang, their jaws nearly dropping to the floor, staring at Momo with faces full of disbelief, even the smile at the corner of Doflamingo's mouth froze.

Naf's words immediately caused a stir among the pirates. Although they were pirates, there existed a set of playful rules among them, and cheating was absolutely not permitted

Luck? Mo Mo's voice was faint, as indifferent as ever, which only made her seem more arrogant and infuriating. "I apologize, but what I possess has always been strength."

Anyway, she is bound to win!

As the dice cup was lifted, Naf's laughter immediately floated out. Having been suppressed by Momo for quite some time, she now felt an immense joy at the slightest display of Momo's awkwardness. However, after laughing several times, she noticed that the surrounding pirates were looking at her with strange expressions. Some female pirates covered their mouths and chuckled, their eyes filled with mockery as they gazed at her. Naf was taken aback, meeting Momo's still indifferent and calm gaze, and then slowly lowered her eyes.

But... what should I do? It should...

Once again, a wave of shock!

Mo Mo's expression remained unchanged as she elegantly lifted the dice cup with a single movement, revealing three threes. Naf placed her bet on a large outcome

Good! The pirates beside her applauded, for Nafu was their goddess at the gambling table; how could she possibly lose

Naf's expression suddenly softened, a faint smile blossoming as she exuded confidence. She pulled out a red teardrop necklace from around her neck and placed it on the table, looking at Mo Mo with an enchanting allure. Her captivating voice, sultry and deliberate, resonated slowly, "Captain Don Quixote's dark attendant's permit."