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Wizards hate the concept of gambling.

No, more precisely, it could be said that they disliked the very existence of variables.

If someone asked, “Why?” they would answer as follows.

Everything begins with numbers and ends with numbers. They were beings who liked everything to proceed according to plan. That was why others often mocked them as rigid bookworms. But what could they do? The wizard class was one that only such eccentrics could endure, and among those eccentrics, only the most eccentric could reach higher realms.

That, however, was also why wizards were called sages.

Then what about the greatest archmage among wizards?

Kael was a wizard, too. Therefore, his dislike of gambling was practically instinctive. Even so, he did not hate variables. If anything, he was good at handling them. Even at a desperate moment, with his limbs broken and blood pouring from his mouth, he never abandoned his fighting spirit. Long experience on the battlefield had taught him that an opportunity could come at any moment.

And Kael knew that he was in a desperate situation now, and that he needed a variable to overcome it.

He briefly stared at the six blue pills resting on his palm before tossing them into his mouth.

He had chosen the variable...