February 5, 1998, of the Hunter Era. (-_-)
Su Wu brought Maro to the seventeenth casino.
It was a rather small underground casino, but the games seemed even more brutal.
Anything you owned could be wagered at the tables, even your life.
The place was dark, with only a few scattered tables and chairs. A lamp hung over each table to light it.
The few lamps couldn't illuminate the whole place, but they were enough to let people see what was happening at the tables.
Quite a few people were standing; some had even climbed onto chairs to watch the action from above.
The customers were all ordinary people. After a hard day's work, they came to this lowest-tier establishment with their meager wages, drinking the free, low-quality booze without restraint. Then, in an atmosphere thick with the smell of alcohol, they tossed their bills onto the table, faces flushed.
Whether they won or lost, there was always plenty of noise.
The congratulations from those around them made the winners even more excited, while the sighs of sympathy made the losers feel their losses all the more keenly.
But no matter what, they all made the same choice in the end—one more round.
They were sure to win the next one.
Wearing a black sleeveless hoodie with the hood up, Su Wu blended into the crowd watching the games, but he still couldn't find his target.
"Seriously... where the hell is Chad?" Su Wu sighed.
Two men nearby heard him muttering and instinctively turned to look.
Seeing a figure who wasn't very tall and looked somewhat slender, with a hood obscuring his face in shadow, they burst out laughing.
"You looking for Chad, kid? What, you want to take him on too?"
"Another one who heard the rumors and came