Chapter 260: A gamble

"No, Rowan is not a prize to be gambled with. I refuse."

The mer king retracted his weapon. Syryn had a weakness after all. "You have nothing else to offer me, human. I'll give you a few moments to consider your decision while the guards set up your game." His ego had already been hit by Syryn's verbal attacks. In front of the gathered subjects, the mer king had to regain face. It was the only reason he hadn't already stabbed the weak-looking human.

Rowan lifted one brow at the mage. Syryn cared about him far too much for an amnesiac. He wasn't complaining though.

"You won't lose, will you Ryn?" He asked the mage.

Syryn shrugged.

"Answer me."

The anti mage had been betting on Syryn having a sneaky plan to beat the game of chance. If Syryn was a hundred per cent sure of victory then he would have no qualms about letting Rowan play the grand prize.

"I told you, didn't I? I promised to send the mer king to the reaper."