In a certain corner of Gran Tesoro, a unique-looking slot machine was setting the stage for an extraordinary scene.
A man stood quietly by the machine, his long golden hair fluttering in the breeze like dancing flames, instantly drawing the eye.
He was tall and slender, standing as straight as a poplar tree. Six striking vertical stripes ran across his forehead like a mystical spell, and his left arm was clad in sturdy armor that emitted a cold, sharp gleam.
Chapter 106