I play a Evil God in Otome Game

Morrigan frowned at Thomas’s response. "Maxwell told me he’s a special Crow. A Crow with Dark Magic. What does that mean?"

As Morrigan remembered Seth’s movements and incredible intelligence, her frown deepened. "So you’ve known this from the very beginning."

Thomas smiled slightly, then shook his head. "Yes, I knew. That crow is indeed very special."

"Explain it to me."

Looking into Morrigan’s eyes, Thomas adjusted his glasses and began to explain as his Lady wished. "The crow resembles you incredibly, to the point that even your Mana is almost the same."

Morrigan found this more reasonable as she recalled Seth’s actions and remarkable intelligence. Thomas continued, "While there are incredible similarities with the crow, there are differences between you."

"What kind of differences could there be?"

"That crow has an even higher Mana density than you." Morrigan immediately rejected this claim. "That’s impossible. You told me I have a very high affinity for Dark Magic. How could Seth have a higher Dark Magic affinity than me?"

"My Lady, please think a bit," Thomas said, grinning wider. "You are the person with the highest affinity for Dark Magic that exists in this world. I’m sure of it.

Just think, what could a crow with even higher Dark Magic affinity than you be?"

Morrigan’s eyes lit up at Thomas’s words. Thomas adjusted his glasses and continued, "Do you really believe? In a human settlement like the Academy, a rare creature like Seth is just flying around as if nothing has happened."

"Are you saying—"

"Yes, I think Seth is connected to the God of Darkness." This time, Thomas’s eyes sparkled with respect. "He is truly helping you…"

Morrigan’s eyes widened as she understood that Seth was a gift from the God of Darkness; she felt a deep joy inside while showing no emotion outside.

"Indeed, you have a creature that is even rarer than the Legendary Crow. Be proud." Hearing Thomas, Morrigan prayed to the God of Darkness, then looked around to find Seth.

"So where is Seth?" Morrigan sighed as she noticed the bird in her head was lost. "Thomas, do you know where he is?"

"No."

"What?!" Morrigan asked in surprise. "But you could find him before, right?"

"It seems he has learned to conceal his Mana," Thomas said with a grin. Then he looked at Morrigan. "Do you want me to find him?"

Morrigan shook her head, rejecting the offer. "No need. Now that I know what he is, I’m sure he has a sacred mission."

Thomas shook his head.

Meanwhile, Seth and Dave were standing in front of a building. Dave looked at Seth and calmly said, "Can casinos really work?"

"Trust me, we’ll make a lot of money," Seth said confidently. Seeing the mixed expression on Dave’s face, he sighed and shook his head.

"You know, just be careful. Everything here is about power. If you’re weak, all the money you win can be stolen in a random alley," Dave said seriously. Seth nodded. "Then I’ll trust you, Dave."

Without saying more, Seth went inside. As soon as he entered, a sharp smell of cigarette and alcohol hit his nose. Nearly naked women were serving gamblers, while many people were focused on their games.

Everyone was there, from old to young. The moment Seth walked in, he caught the attention of many. Especially the presence of Dave accompanying him made many people uneasy.

"How can we assist you?"

An old man approached, asking professionally. Seth turned to the old man and calmly said, "I want to set up a gambling table."

The old man nodded and led Seth to one of the empty tables. Seth sat down without saying anything. Then he looked at Dave. "Now we need rich people."

Dave then left Seth’s side and began to ask around various tables. While some nervously refused, everyone else seemed to avoid Dave.

Five minutes later, Dave returned to Seth with disappointment. "No one wants to come here. What are we going to do?"

Seth sighed, then grinned. "Dave, do you have 20 gold?"

Dave reached into his pocket and pulled out 20 gold from a pouch, handing it to Seth. "I brought gold knowing you would ask for it."

Seth grinned even more. "Good."

Then Seth scanned the crowd for a while, all of them focused on their games as if it were a matter of life and death.

Until his eyes fixed on someone. The man had disheveled hair pulled back and a smug expression on his face, accompanied by two women.

Seth realized from the man’s style that he was wealthy, and he looked at Dave. "Dave, I found my prey."

Dave’s eyes lit up upon seeing the man Seth was looking at. "So you chose Boris."

"Do you know this man?" Hearing Seth, Dave shook his head. "If we are the Devil in the eyes of the tenants and debtors, Boris is the devil in the eyes of merchants and tradesmen. He’s quite wealthy.

Slave trading, land buying and selling, extortion, gang formation, money laundering, refugee smuggling—the list goes on and on…"

Seth stroked his chin, then whispered something into Dave’s ear. Dave nodded and left. After Dave left, Seth’s eyes narrowed with amusement, then he stepped onto the table.

"Can everyone take a look here?"

Many people turned their heads at Seth’s voice. As everyone looked at him, Seth smiled as if he had achieved what he wanted, then he played with the gold coins in his hand. "Is there anyone among you who wants to play with me?"

Hearing Seth’s question, many people fell silent. Seeing this, Seth sighed. "How sad? Are you all cowards? Don’t you have the courage?"

"What do you know, brat?" Though some were angry, they could only glare at him. Seth laughed. "Didn’t you hear what I said? You’re all cowards, foolish, drunken dogs. The only good thing about you is that you look somewhat human.

Other than that, you look like complete fools."

For a moment, the entire gambling hall went silent. During this time, Seth laughed and continued to play with the gold.

"Arrogant brat! Haven’t you learned to respect your elders yet!" Hearing Boris’s voice, Seth grinned, realizing that his plan was working.

"Looks like you took it personally. Then why don’t you come and try me?"

As Boris stood up, looking even more furious, many people watched in anticipation to see what would happen. Boris approached Seth and, with contempt, said, "Kid, are you even big enough to enter here?"

Seth just grinned at Boris’ words, then jumped and landed in front of him. He looked Boris in the eyes. "You talk too much, old man."

A ruthless smile spread across Seth’s lips. "Let’s play Blackjack for 20 gold coins. If you win, they’re yours."

Boris arrogantly smirked and nonchalantly tossed a pouch full of gold coins in front of Seth, laughing.

"Is that all you’ve got? I’m raising to 50 gold. You can be the dealer."

Boris, full of confidence, sneered at Seth, then turned to the worker beside him. "Set up a Blackjack table for us."

The worker responded quickly, and five minutes later, a table was set up for Seth and Boris. As everyone watched eagerly, Seth’s face still showed an air of confidence.

Seth drew four cards, gave the second one to Boris, and covered one of his own cards. Then he announced his number. "A king."

With Seth’s score at 10 with the king, Boris’ score was an 8(4/4). Seth smirked and asked, "What’s your move?"

Boris thought carefully and then said, "Hit."

Seth chuckled, drew a card, and gave it to Boris. The number on the card was 6. Boris grinned and looked at Seth. "Stand."

With Boris’ score at 16, Seth smiled and revealed his hidden card. As the crowd waited eagerly, the number revealed was 18.

Seth laughed and took the money. Boris’ expression faltered as he looked displeased. "You got lucky. But not this time."

Boris slammed another 50 gold onto the table and glared at Seth. His arrogant demeanor was gone.

Seth also placed Boris’ previous 50 gold into the bet.

As Seth shuffled the cards again, he dealt two cards to himself and two to Boris. Then he covered one of his cards and calmly looked at Boris.

This time, Seth’s open card was an Ace, totaling 11. Boris, on the other hand, had a 2 and a king, making his total 12.

"Hit."

Boris gritted his teeth and, deciding to take a risk, asked for another card. Seth took the card and slid it over to Boris.

"Eight," Boris smiled. While many thought Boris would win, Seth smiled and revealed his hidden card. "Don’t get your hopes up..."

When the card was revealed, it was a Jack, bringing Seth’s total to 21, securing his win. As Seth took the money, Boris slammed the table in anger and stood up. "How can this be!? Winning twice in a row should be nearly impossible!"

Boris’ furious eyes turned to Seth. "You must have cheated!"

Seth raised his hand and said innocently, "If you think I cheated, you can check the cards."

As Seth chuckled, Boris grew even angrier. "You think you’re getting away with this!? This isn’t over-"

"What’s not over? Would you care to explain?"

Boris turned around, ready to curse out the person speaking, but he froze at what he saw. Standing before him was the deputy chief of the district police with over ten guards.

Boris squinted, trying to understand what was happening, when Dave, standing beside the deputy, stepped in, holding more than 22 documents in his hands. "Here, Chief, these are records of 22 illegal properties under this man’s name. There are also documents confirming that his Merchant Guild has been selling contraband."

The deputy nodded, then turned to the guards behind him. "Gentlemen, arrest this man."

The guards obediently approached, and Boris looked around in panic, trying to comprehend where he was being taken. Then his eyes filled with rage. "You’re making a mistake! I’m innocent!"

Yet, the deputy didn’t even listen to him. Shortly after, Boris was dragged outside and thrown into a metal-armored carriage.

Seth, watching all this, grinned and waved as Boris was taken away. "Goodbye, Boris..."

Boris’ eyes widened in rage as he realized the trap he had fallen into, but he passed out as the hilt of a sword struck his head.

He was then taken away to be thrown into a dungeon.

******

"Wake up, Boris..."

Boris slowly opened his eyes, feeling as though he had heard something. What greeted him was Seth and Dave, staring at him from behind iron bars.

"You!" Boris angrily grabbed the bars and glared. "What do you think you’re doing?! Let me out immediately, or else-"

"Or else what?" Seth tilted his head, his feminine face filled with disdain as he looked at Boris. His eyes were mocking. "Remember, we’re in different positions right now. You don’t have enough of an advantage to dictate any terms."

"So," Seth chuckled, a hidden threat in his voice, "it would be best if you acted like an obedient chicken. Otherwise, I fear I’ll have to kill you."

Boris flinched for a moment, then looked at Seth with hurt eyes. "What do you want? Money, property, land? Just say it, and I’ll leave."

Seth gazed into Boris’s eyes and calmly explained, "I want everything—all your assets."

"That’s impossible!"

Seth sighed, then looked at Boris with amusement. "This isn’t a choice, it’s an order."

Seth turned to Dave and extended his hand. "Give me the key, Dave."

"Here," Dave said, handing over the key. Seth unlocked the cell door, and before Boris could react, Seth rushed forward, grabbed Boris by the face, and slammed him into the wall.

As a groan escaped Boris’s mouth, Seth looked at him mercilessly. "Seems like you need a lesson."

"Dave, get me a bucket of water."

Dave nodded, and shortly after, he returned with a bucket of water and handed it to Seth. Seth placed the bucket on the ground.

Realizing what was about to happen, Boris tried to escape, but it was too late. Seth grabbed Boris’s head and dunked it into the water, making it hard for him to breathe.

"I bribed 100 gold coins just for this, mate. I’m going to take everything from you..."

Seth held Boris by the hair and lifted his head after 30 seconds, allowing him to gasp for air.

"So, I assume your thoughts have changed?"

Unable to answer, Boris coughed and took quick breaths. He looked at Seth with a pitiful expression. "Please—"

Seth sighed, then dunked Boris’s head back into the water, this time holding him under for a full minute before pulling him out again and letting his body fall to the ground.

Boris appeared dazed, on the verge of passing out. Just as he was about to lose consciousness, Seth poured the remaining water over him.

"Aghh..." Boris groaned and coughed. Before he could fully recover, Seth pressed his foot down on Boris’s head, keeping him pinned. Seth looked at Boris with a serious and threatening expression. "Like I said, either you agree, or you die."

Finally, Boris couldn’t take it any longer. "Alright! Alright! Please, no more! I’ll do what you want!"

Seth smiled in satisfaction and looked at Dave. "Dave, bring the documents."

Dave retrieved the documents, knelt down next to Boris, and forced a pen into his trembling hand. Boris, shaking, signed wherever Dave pointed.

Ten minutes later, once everything was done, Boris looked at Seth with hopeful eyes. "I’ve given you what you wanted. Let me go."

"The folks inside will take care of you, don’t worry."

As Boris relaxed, Dave and Seth left the dungeon. Outside, they were greeted by a guard. Dave handed the guard five gold coins and the key. "Poison Boris’s food."

The guard greedily accepted the money and nodded. "Consider it done, sir."

Dave grinned and left with Seth.

"With this, we’ve acquired a total of 44 properties, 27 plots of land, and a trading business worth 445,000 gold," Seth calmly stated. Then, he looked at Dave. "But it’s still not enough. We need to hunt down a few more people."

"Have you contacted the vice president?"

"Yes, he’s asking for at least 10,000 gold."

"Fine, let’s give it to him. We’ve already made quite a profit."

Seth grinned and examined the documents in his hand. "Even though we aren’t close to the necessary budget right now, it seems like we’ll reach 1 million gold in no time."

Dave nodded as they talked. Meanwhile, Boris died in his dungeon without raising any suspicion, and the evidence was erased by labeling the death report as a heart attack.