The Girl Who Looted Tomorrow

Victor carried a special revolver on him. It was an extraordinary item.

Every time it fired, one of six special effects would occur at random. For example, the bullet’s power might increase tenfold, or the bullet might gain the property of making wounds difficult to heal. Of course, aside from positive effects like those, there were also negative ones. The gun might jam, or even... explode outright.

And Victor could say with certainty that if he took out that gun and shot at Freya, even if he poured all of his stored luck into it, the most likely result would still be the revolver exploding in his hand.

How was he supposed to fight that?

But from Freya’s perspective, this whole situation was confusing.

She had no idea that Victor was a practitioner, and she did not understand why he had suddenly lowered himself so much and kept saying she was a high-ranking Fate Path practitioner.

After thinking for a moment, Freya first asked, “So why are you suddenly apologizing? You don’t seem to have done anything, right?”

If anything, aside from his slightly sloppy first impression when they met, after spending this little bit of time together, Freya’s impression of him was actually not bad.

Victor raised his head slightly and carefully glanced at Freya. Then he said in a small voice, “Well... when we first met a few days ago, I used an ability to increase my luck a little. I was thinking of moving closer and waiting for the sea breeze to lift your skirt so I could sneak a look...”

Normally, if Freya really were a high-ranking practitioner of the same class, she would definitely have known that Victor had activated that ability. She should not have needed to ask this question.

But Victor thought that perhaps this was the big shot testing whether he was honest. No matter what, he definitely could not lie at a time like this.

After saying that, Victor hurriedly explained, “After all, you are so cute and beautiful. It was just human nature. Human nature!”

Freya’s face immediately filled with disgust.

Her delicate brows furrowed, and she looked down at Victor as if she were looking at garbage. Honestly, with that posture and expression, the only thing missing was her stepping on his head.

Victor’s heart dropped.

It was over.

He felt like he might be about to die.

But... just as Victor had said, while trying to sneak a look at a girl like that was certainly perverted, if one insisted on judging it, it was not an offense so severe that it deserved death.

Besides, Victor had not succeeded. And now he was apologizing so sincerely.

Freya sighed and did not intend to keep pursuing it.

“I accept your apology. But about me being a high-ranking Fate Path practitioner, I think you may have misunderstood something. I’m not even a practitioner, you know~”

When Victor heard the first half, he let out a breath of relief. But when he heard the second half, he froze completely.

“Not a practitioner... what does that mean?”

“Exactly what it sounds like,” Freya said. “I’m just an ordinary person?”

Victor could not help retorting, “Ordinary people don’t even know about practitioners, okay?”

Freya said, “That’s true. But although I do know some things ordinary people don’t, I really am an ordinary person. That part is true. More importantly, why did you think I was a Fate Path practitioner?”

Victor got stuck for a while. Then he asked in confusion, “You’re really an ordinary person? But your luck is like a fixed constant. My abilities don’t work on you at all. Even just standing near you causes my own luck to be affected in reverse.”

“Just like that gambling game earlier. I didn’t cheat at all. It was because your luck was too good that I kept winning!”

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Freya said, “Now that you mention it, my luck really is pretty good. But I don’t know why either. Can you explain it to me in detail?”

Fate Path practitioners were quite rare, especially Rank Four ones. To Freya, this was also a good opportunity to understand the “strange luck” around her.

“This...” Although the situation was different from what he had imagined, Victor still maintained an extremely respectful attitude toward Freya.

The two left the deck and went somewhere more convenient for talking.

In reality, that place was Victor’s room. After all, on the entire ship, aside from the dining hall and casino, there were only guest rooms. Euphemia was currently resting, so Freya definitely could not bring some strange guy back to her own room.

And so, she followed Victor.

She was also confident because of her own strength. Based on their brief conversation just now, Victor’s abilities seemed completely ineffective on her. Or rather, even if they were effective, he was only Rank Four. If this guy really tried anything, War Freya and Life Freya would appear out of thin air and throw him straight into the sea.

Victor’s room was a second-class cabin. The space was not large. There was only a single bed, a bedside cabinet, and a small bit of open floor where one could move around.

Even so, this was much better than steerage. Steerage had the same amount of space packed full of bunk beds. Freya had glanced inside while passing by, and it had not felt like a place for people to live at all. It looked more like a cargo hold.

Freya did not mind the room at all. She sat directly on the bed and crossed one leg over the other. Her thighs, wrapped in black stockings, overlapped neatly.

“So... what exactly is going on?”

That attitude of yours is not how an ordinary person should act in front of a practitioner at all! Victor silently complained in his heart before beginning his explanation seriously.

Victor first described his extraordinary abilities, [Luck Storage] and [Inflict Misfortune]. Then he briefly explained what had happened in the casino earlier, as well as the general situation on the deck afterward, where he had almost died on the spot.

After listening, Freya showed a thoughtful expression.

“So what you mean is, this constant luck on me is very likely related to the Fate Path, and it may be a high-ranking expression of the [Gambler] class?”

Victor nodded.

“That means if this is not your own ability, then it should have been used on you by someone else.”

Freya asked again, “Can you roughly determine what Rank it might be?”

“I don’t think Rank Five is very likely. It’s probably Rank Six?” When he reached this point, Victor’s tone clearly paused. “Or... Rank Seven is not impossible either?”

Just as Rank Three to Rank Four was a massive leap, the transformation from mortal to extraordinary lifeform, Rank Six to Rank Seven was the transformation from extraordinary lifeform to demigod.

The gap between Rank Six and Rank Seven was even greater than the gap between Rank Three and Rank Four.

If the person who placed this constant luck on Freya was truly Rank Seven, then that would be terrifying.

When the true gods did not appear, demigods were the strongest existences in this world. They could establish a new religion on their own and influence the future direction of a major country. That was no exaggeration.

It was worth mentioning that above Rank Seven was Rank Eight, the peak of extraordinary power in this world. All currently explored Paths only had potions and advancement rituals up to Rank Eight.

Freya’s delicate brows furrowed slightly.

Perhaps to others, being protected by a big shot who might be Rank Six or even Rank Seven would be an extremely lucky thing.

But Freya did not see it that way.

She had the system now, and such a powerful system at that. Growing stronger was practically guaranteed. She was that confident.

Because of that, this luck, this gift from an unknown source, made her deeply uneasy.

There was no such thing as a free benefit in the world. Perhaps some unknown price was hidden behind this luck.

Thinking carefully, the first time she had noticed this luck was when she rolled dice with Euphemia. That had been about half a month ago. But that did not mean she had only obtained this luck half a month ago.

The actual timing should have been earlier.

Freya could not determine whether this luck had appeared when she first crossed over, or whether it had already existed before she crossed over.

After that, the room fell briefly silent.

Victor was the one who broke the strange atmosphere first.

“Um, may I ask what your final destination for this trip is?”

“The Fanipaca Empire,” Freya said. “I have some things to do there.”

Namely, walking the Mind Path. At the end of the day, it was to investigate the “countless blessings” and “countless resentments” on her.

But now it seemed that Freya had one more thing to investigate.

This “constant luck.”

Hearing this, Victor first froze. Then he showed an excited expression.

“What a coincidence. My destination is also the Fanipaca Empire. May I travel with you?”

Freya, however, looked suspicious.

After all, she had been the one to state her destination first. Who knew whether Victor was lying to her?

So she asked, “Then why are you going to the Fanipaca Empire?”

Victor said, “Actually, I’m a bounty hunter. Someone entrusted me with a task to find a person from the Mind Research Society. There are a few matters involved...”

Freya raised an eyebrow slightly.

“That really is quite a coincidence. I’m also going to find the Mind Research Society. But I already told you I’m not some big shot, and the source of this luck isn’t me. Why do you still want to follow me?”

“No, no, no. You may not know this, but the Fate Path, especially the [Gambler] class, is highly connected to luck,” Victor said. “The fact that I met you now is very likely fate’s choice. And following fate is never wrong.”

“Taking ten thousand steps back, the fastest way to digest the potion for the [Gambler] class in the Fate Path is to experience low-probability events. And around you, the odds of experiencing those events are not small at all.”

Freya said, “So to put it simply, you’re here to leech off my luck?”