The news of the world military draft quickly spread across the globe.
In a casino in Nanohana Port, Alabasta.
"Have you heard? The world military draft has begun. As long as you have the strength, you can become a high-ranking officer."
"This world military draft is really tempting. I heard you can even become an admiral."
"What are you dreaming about? Even if you could become an admiral, it wouldn't be your turn."
"I'd bet they're all predetermined appointments, probably prepared for the children of certain officials."
"Whether there's any inside information or not, it has nothing to do with us."
"Enough about that. Come on, come on, place your bets."
After hearing the gamblers' discussion, a man took out all the money on him and bet on big.
At that moment, the people in the casino glanced at the man.
The man had short black hair and a ring of beard around his mouth. His eyes were closed, and an X-shaped scar marked the left side of his forehead, extending toward both eyes.
The man had a tall, imposing build. He wore a light-purple kimono, a black-and-purple sash, and a purple scarf around his neck. White wrist guards covered his hands, bandages wrapped his arms, and wooden sandals supported his feet.
His first impression was that he was no good-natured man.
At that moment, the croupier opened the dice cup.
One, two, three—small.
"How could it be small!"
"I've lost everything!"
"All my work today was for nothing!"
Just as the gamblers were complaining, Fujitora suddenly reached out and grabbed the croupier's hand.
"What are you trying to do!"
The croupier felt as if his right hand were about to be crushed.
The casino's guards rushed over as well.
"Do you know whose casino this is? How dare you