"Luck?"
Richard looked at the magic wand, somewhat baffled.
"You mean luck? Let me not even mention whether luck exists or not, but you equip this magic wand with luck, and you expect me to pick up money with it when I'm holding it?"
Ulysses shook his head:
"Ga, your thoughts are too simplistic. Let me ask you, have you ever encountered a situation where the power of your spells fluctuated unexpectedly during casting?"
"Yes," Richard nodded, "but that's due to an imbalance of elements, which has nothing to do with luck."
"Ga, wrong, totally wrong. That is an expression of luck." Ulysses said somewhat smugly, "You wizards call the distribution of elements within a space a chaos system, where a little variable can cause big changes.
I'm not wrong, am I?"
Richard nodded, "That's correct, but you're not going to tell me that the Gods Civilization has conquered the chaos system and found the formula, are you?"
