Chapter 1574: The Workshop (VI)
The keys might be the same, but there were many kinds of gold coins.
From Oz's praise, Fu Qian quickly reached a conclusion.
After all, if each key corresponded to a specific lock, then which coin he received would have been fixed from the start. It had nothing to do with his discernment.
It wasn't surprising, either. Even Saint Seiya had different constellations.
And considering that the pattern he'd chosen as a guide clearly shared a connection with the design on Ess's breastplate, it was even possible she had created this "goddess waiting" design herself.
From that perspective, although the coin itself had no supernatural effects, it probably wasn't merely a means of exchange.
"You're too kind."
Taking a breath, Fu Qian looked away from the coin and raised his head, as if gazing into the infinite distance.
"As for losing..."
There was no emotion in his voice, but that only made his conviction more palpable.
"You have no idea what I've staked, just as you have no idea why I can't lose..."
So what exactly had he staked?
Oz's eyes, finally visible beneath his sunglasses, were small but lively.
And now, after hearing the young man's words, they seemed even livelier.
He stared at Fu Qian with wide eyes, as if he could well understand the bewilderment in his heart.
It seemed that, as a summoned candidate, Fu Qian's level of chuunibyou was a little extreme.
"So why is it unforgettable? Is there a story behind this design?"
After the guide stopped the car, he simply sat there, stunned and silent. Fu Qian didn't mind.
Having declared his unshakable resolve, he met the other man's scrutiny with a slight frown, revealing a more perceptive side.
Passion didn't mean being simple-minded. Fu Qian had