Pablo, disregarding the person who shoved him, went over to King's position, and looked around. First up, King was obviously lying, because the state of inflation meant that half a hundred was not a high sum. Heck, even half a [i]thousand[/i] was not a high sum in the Philippines. But, despite said lie, King was not really a malicious person, and so he was going to protect the guy. Having positioned himself beside Gloria, the boy spoke, first to King:

"One US Dollar is 44 Philippine Pesos. You mean to tell me that you, the Great King, only had slightly more than half a dollar in twenty minutes of cheating?" The boy then sighed. "Or, more likely, you were referring to having half a hundered dollars, a large sum." Another sigh, he didn't want King to hate him.

Facing the angry group of students, he then said:

"Tell King what you bet, and he'll give you back the full amount. Then, I'll play with King and stake a hundred US dollars." A smirk. "However, I'm not playing cards."

"Instead, I'll be challenging him to a battle in the sparring room. Is that all a good compromise?"

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