Morris, the manager of Sun Paradise's three-hundredth floor, had once been nothing more than an ordinary pirate under the Donquixote Family.
Back in Dressrosa, when Werther had chanced upon the beautiful Kashi Nai while she was out hunting, Morris had cleared the area for him and guarded the door.
Afterward, Werther had passed the pirate's name on to Pica.
But Morris's rise to his current position showed that he had some ability. At the very least, he was no fool.
"You remember me. Why wouldn't I remember you?"
Werther smiled at Morris. In that moment, the pirate felt profoundly grateful for how quick-thinking he had been back then.
"Thank you for giving me that chance, Lord Werther. I'll never forget it."
Werther motioned for Morris to return to work, then headed for the chip exchange.
At Sun Paradise, Werther had no need to pay for chips. The casino was his, after all.
He took roughly a hundred million Beli in chips and gave half to Ruri Chie.
"Go have some fun. This place is pretty good."
The three-hundredth floor offered every kind of gambling: fighting matches, target shooting, races, and plenty of other entertaining ways to wager.
Ruri Chie gave a delighted cheer and ran off. She had clearly been looking forward to the attractions.
Werther tossed a chip in his hand as he walked toward the woman who had caused a disturbance earlier.
On Werther's orders, another two hundred million Beli in chips had been brought to her. She was now gambling heavily at a table.
Werther came up behind her and rested his head on her shoulder.
"Looks like you're enjoying yourself at my casino."
The woman sensed someone behind her and instinctively clenched a fist, ready to strike.
But when she heard Werther's voice, her tense body