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The little counter showed one respin left.
A €2.40 Coin was already underneath it.
So was €4.00.
The position had swallowed €1.60 before that.
The leprechaun stood beside the grid with a pot of gold under one arm and the expression of somebody who had never once worried about percentages.
The final respin turned.
Nothing new arrived.
The counter hit zero.
€8.00 sat collected.
Then 200% appeared.
€16.00.
The smallest object on the screen had just doubled the only money I had managed to make while the man surrounded by gold continued holding a single clover Coin between his fingers like he personally invented wealth.
Clover Vault had taken eighteen spins to get there.
I was at €0.80.
The first eighteen had been a strange exercise in watching valuable-looking things exist without becoming mine.
Coins landed.
Some showed values.
A Surprise box appeared in the top row with a gold clover stamped across it.
Another spin dropped a Minor symbol near the bottom.
Nothing happened.
The symbols left.
The leprechaun stayed.
His hat was green.
His beard was orange.
Behind him sat enough gold to make the individual €0.80 deductions feel unnecessarily personal.
Another Coin landed.
Gone next spin.
A black pot appeared.
Then a horseshoe.
Then a Surprise box.
Still nothing.
The middle row was what kept dragging my eyes back.
Two occupied positions.
Then three.
Once, four.
The fifth remained blank.
Everything cleared.
The leprechaun did not react.
He had a vault.
He had coins.
He had clovers.
He had a pot.
Apparently I had suspense.
The Claim Win symbol finally landed on spin nineteen.
Four respins.
The rest of the grid stopped being interesting immediately.
That one position became the whole forest.
€2.40 arrived first.
Then €4.00.
One respin produced nothing.
The next brought €1.60.
Eight euros collected.
Then the 200%.
Sixteen back.
For one brief stretch, the little Claim Win had behaved more generously than every pot, horseshoe and glowing treasure object around it combined.
I remained at €0.80.
Changing anything after the first actual payout felt unnecessary.
The next spin produced three occupied middle positions.
Gone.
Another gave me two Coins on opposite sides of the grid.
No Claim Win.
No payout.
The Coins disappeared.
A regular Surprise box landed in the middle.
It sat there with SURPRISE written across the front.
Nothing transformed.
Nothing opened.
Nothing jumped out.
The surprise was apparently that the box could spend an entire base-game spin being completely literal furniture for a leprechaun.
Next spin.
Gone.
A Jackpot Surprise appeared later.
White and gold.
JACKPOT SURPRISE.
Much more confident lettering.
It also did nothing.
The leprechaun continued smiling.
I began treating every labelled box as suspicious until proven otherwise.
Ten spins passed.
The middle row hit four occupied spaces twice.
On one of them, the empty position was on reel five.
The first four held a Coin, a pot, a Surprise and another Coin.
The last reel spun.
Horseshoe.
Top row.
The middle stayed empty.
Everything cleared.
A few spins later, five symbols nearly assembled again.
This time the blank was in the centre.
A Coin dropped above it.
Another below.
The exact square I needed remained green.
Then the spin ended and the whole arrangement vanished.
The grid had become a fifteen-position clover field where one empty patch repeatedly acquired the importance of a missing treasure map.
The jackpot signs stayed overhead.
Mini.
Minor.
Major.
Grand.
The Grand kept growing somewhere above the leprechaun’s hat.
I did not need Grand.
At that point I would have accepted five ordinary objects agreeing to stand in one horizontal line.
Spin forty-three produced four.
Spin forty-four produced two.
Spin forty-five dropped a Collector pot, one Coin and a Surprise box nowhere near each other.
Spin forty-six gave me three.
Then spin forty-seven filled the middle.
Five occupied positions.
Left to right.
A €0.40 Coin.
Another €0.40 Coin.
A Surprise box.
A €0.80 Coin.
Another Surprise box.
The grid lit.
The leprechaun finally had the decency to move.
Bonus.
Three respins appeared.
The five middle-row symbols stayed in place.
There were still ten empty positions around them.
The first respin spun those gaps.
Nothing landed.
Two remained.
The next one dropped a golden horseshoe marked 2x.
It flashed.
The Coins changed.
€0.40 became €0.80.
The second €0.40 became €0.80.
The €0.80 became €1.60.
Then the horseshoe disappeared.
Three respins returned.
That was more like the amount of magic I expected from a man carrying clover currency.
€3.20 now sat across the three Coins.
The Surprise boxes still refused to reveal anything.
Next respin.
One new Coin.
€0.80.
Locked.
Three respins again.
Four euros in visible Coin values.
Two Surprise boxes.
Plenty of empty green.
The feature spun.
Nothing.
Two respins.
Then the Collector pot arrived.
Round.
Black.
Gold rim.
Green clovers around it.
It landed above the middle row and immediately pulled at the Coins.
€4.00 gathered.
The multiplier appeared.
x1.
The pot had entered a grid containing actual money, collected all of it, and then chosen the only multiplier that required no mathematical imagination.
€4.00 paid.
The original Coins stayed exactly where they were.
That part was important.
The Collector had taken €4.00 without removing a cent from the screen.
I now had the same four euros still sitting there plus four euros already awarded.
The pot remained.
Three respins returned.
The leprechaun looked delighted.
He had just discovered renewable gold.
I wanted another Coin.
Or another Collector.
Preferably one with a number above x1.
The grid spun.
Nothing.
Two.
Nothing again.
One.
The Surprise boxes stayed shut.
The Coins stayed locked.
The Collector pot sat above them looking as though it had completed an exhausting amount of work.
Final respin.
Empty.
The counter reached zero.
Now the Surprise boxes woke up.
The first one flashed green and gold.
The lid opened.
Coin.
€0.80.
After twenty-seven paid spins of chasing five middle positions and a full Bonus sequence of staring at that box, it had revealed eighty cents.
The second Surprise box began glowing.
Another Coin.
€1.60.
No Collector.
No Mini.
No Minor.
Just two more circles of gold joining the ones already on the grid.
The feature counted everything.
The doubled original Coins: €3.20.
The later €0.80 Coin brought those visible values to €4.00.
The Collector had already paid another €4.00 at x1.
The transformed Surprise Coins added €2.40.
€10.40 total.
The Bonus finished.
The leprechaun reappeared beside the ordinary grid with the same smile.
The Claim Win in the base game had paid €16.00.
The full Bonus, with its persistent Coins, horseshoe, Collector pot, two secret boxes and considerably more ceremony, had paid €10.40.
I gave the game five more €0.80 spins.
A Coin landed first.
No Claim Win.
Gone.
The second spin produced three symbols across the middle row and left two gaps.
Gone.
The third dropped a Jackpot Surprise in the bottom corner.
Nothing.
Gone.
The fourth gave me a Collector with no Claim Win attached to it.
It sat beside two Coins.
No collection happened.
All three disappeared.
The last spin put one regular Surprise box in the centre.
SURPRISE.
Green chest.
Gold trim.
Clover on the front.
No Claim Win.
No Bonus.
No transformation.
I had put another €4.00 through after the feature and received nothing.
Across the whole session, €14.40 had gone.
The leprechaun still had his gold.
The jackpots still hung over him.
And the last Surprise box remained in the middle of the grid doing the one thing it had perfected all morning.
Keeping the surprise to itself.
10,000 Wonders Big Bang spins like a slow-motion betrayal.