The Great Medical Saint

Matthew never thought that Caleb would kneel and beg him as well. "Don't you have the Executioners of The Gatekeepers to protect you? Why are you getting on your knees to plead with me?"

Upon hearing that, Caleb quickly explained, "I only have one Executioner who serves me, and he's a loyal friend. Unfortunately, he passed away in a car crash. "Those Executioners from earlier all serve Jane, so I'm the lone ranger now.

"I know I might not have the right to make a request, but I'd like to offer my life to you. The gambling skills I've acquired might be of use someday."

Matthew let out a disdainful smile when he heard that and said, "Do you think your gambling skills are that brilliant?"

When it came to gambling skills, Caleb was very confident, so he said, "I joined The Gatekeepers when I was young and have been gambling my whole life.

"I've gambled in all of the casinos known to mankind, whether big or small, and the only person I've lost to is Old Fox.

"I believe that I'm the best grifter after Old Fox, so I'd definitely come in handy to you someday."

To elevate his status, Caleb used gamblers all over the world as a foil. He wanted Matthew to know that he had a value of some kind as well.

At that moment, Matthew reminded him coldly, "Don't forget that you've lost to me today as well!"

"Oh, right. I lost to you as well!" Caleb said in an instant after he was reminded of the gamble earlier.

Just a few seconds ago, he had been bragging about being a Chicanery expert who came in second after Darrell.

But Matthew possessed greater skills than him, so the so-called gambling skills that Caleb had been so proud of were worthless in Matthew's eyes.

With that, Caleb felt as if there was nothing else that he could move Matthew with. But thinking of his wife and kids, Caleb could only put his pride down and plead continuously.

"I... I don't know if I'm of any use to you, but... I'll offer my life to you. If you want me to live, I'll continue living, and if you want me to die, then I'll give my life up to you.

"So, please, I beg of you. Please save my wife. Please!"

When there was nothing else Caleb could use as a bet to sway Matthew, the only thing left was his life. His life would be of no value when it was placed on the line, but Caleb was in despair.

Nevertheless, when he looked into Matthew's eyes, he saw a silver lining. The chance to save his wife and kids had come!noveldrama

Matthew let out a sigh. In fact, Caleb's eyes had knocked him off his feet. He felt as if Caleb was the product of a mad scientist's creation from a sci-fi movie.

Not only did he install eyes at the back of his head but also on his hands and legs. Yet, Caleb ended up in this pitiful state.

Matthew had a strong aversion to gambling, so he not only hated Caleb but harbored murderous intent toward him. But compared to Red Wolves, he hated Red Wolves even more.

Nelson from the Frostbloom Sect had been captured by Red Wolves, while Walter from the Medieval Sect, and the successor of the Afflictan Sect had both been killed by Red Wolves.

There was also the death list hidden beneath the short and stout child-like statue that contained the names of those doctors who had been silently killed.

Thinking of that, Matthew spat out coldly, "My target is Red Wolves, but I might be able to save your wife and kids along the way.

"The hideout is located within a 15-minute radius, so use whatever you have and pray that you'll be able to locate Red Wolves' hideout."

The moment Caleb heard Matthew's agreement, he got up excitedly and stepped forward to take Matthew's hands into his.

"Thank you so much for not holding onto old grudges. Thank you! My life is in your hands. Don't worry. I'll definitely do my best and find out where Red Wolves' hideout is."

Matthew nodded in reply and said, "Why would I want your life? I'm not the Grim Reaper. I just hope that... you won't gamble anymore for the won't rest of your life. Try not to dotoo

many illegal things!"

At that, Caleb replied excitedly, "My life is yours, so I'll listen to you. I won't ever

gamble for the rest of my life."

Matthew had casually commented

on it. After all, gambling was

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considered a type of addiction, wouldn't be easy to break it off. completely, but it all depended on Caleb and whether he'd stop it completely or not.

Matthew glanced around and prepared to leave, but he suddenly remembered the corpses inside the private room and said, "Just burn the place down. It'll save us the trouble of cleaning up the corpses.