A Healer’s Journey

Chapter 146 Cheating

“Isn’t this ridiculous?”

This is the eighth round already. Did someone tamper with the wheel? How can the result be the same eight times consecutively?”

“This is the thirteenth time. There must be something wrong with the wheel. Get the staff to replace it.”

“F*ck. This is the twenty-first time we landed at the same punishment! This wheel must be possessed!”

“Mr. Vilmar, I can’t drink anymore. Why don’t you get someone else to help?”

“I’ve had enough. Get out of my way. I need to go to the restroom!”

Thereafter, Vilmar seemed to have been jinxed. Every spin he took would always stop at the square where the punishment was to drink three bottles.

Even though the wheel was changed, the result remained the same.

In just half an hour, the wheel he spun ended up on the same square twenty-seven times, resulting in a cumulative punishment of drinking eighty-one bottles.

Matthias and the group of more than ten men drank three bottles each on his behalf, while Ariendel and the girls drank one to two each.

The end result was half of them collapsing on the couch, while the other half could barely stand.

There were some who even puked on the spot, making for a disgusting scene.

After letting out a burp. Finnegan put his arm around Mandy and said. “Do you want to continue playing, Mr. Vilmar? Or do you want to finish the outstanding bottles first before we do?”

Vilmar still had twelve bottles of alcohol to drink.

“I can’t believe how good I am in telling the future. I predicted that you would need everyone to drink on your behalf, and it happened just as I said!”

Finnegan shook his head while clicking his tongue.

“Finnegan!” After downing his fifth bottle, Vilmar grabbed the spinning wheel and smashed it on the ground. With the veins on his temple throbbing, he shouted, “You must be cheating! Otherwise, my luck would never be this bad!”

“Me? Cheating?”

you aren’t up to it, just say so. What’s the point in making such

the table and felt his head spin. “Then why am I

fate in the end. Are you not going to accept yours?” Before Vilmar could reply. Finnegan put his

I said, those who aren’t sporting are

Vilmar, whose mind was still clear, fumed, “Who says I’m

should finish the

eyes, Mandy closed them again as she leaned

shut, as opening

hand while picking up another bottle with the other. “Matthias, all of you,

no idea how he ended up being so unlucky that evening.

had to keep his word, or else, he would become the laughingstock of the city.

was sitting on the floor in an unsightly manner,

bottles and puked in the

want to be called pieces of

the others steeled themselves and took another

began to throw up on their companions after

were already

those who could still stand

so disgusting. Why did

going

have to vomit in my

the middle

all over Ariendel.

Vilmar!” she

in the room, Finnegan could feel the effects of the

up with Mandy in his arms. “It looks like that’s the end of the game. In that case, I’m going off now. I’ll leave all of you with one piece of advice. Whatever you do, don’t ever go too far. Otherwise, all you’re doing is shooting yourself

Finnegan looked sober and was walking with a steady gait, he

roared as he tried to grab Finnegan by reflex.

got to his feet, the spinning sensation in his head intensified significantly, causing him to lose his

with greater intensity. With tears and mucus streaming down his face, he felt as if all his organs were going

Finnegan sneered, “Why did you have to step on my toes, you pathetic bunch of fools!”

and left with Mandy in his arms.