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Returning From The Magic World

Chapter 204 Another Acquaintance
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Arthur wasn't sure who the grandpa was, but there were quite a few pictures of a grandpa surrounded by lightning, like an illustration of Zeus, the leader of the Greek Gods.

He wondered if the people were blaming Zeus just because his image was here.

"Please!" Henry became more friendly as they got there. He pointed his hand at the hall's reception desk.

Arthur just followed him without saying anything, occasionally looking around.

Carla although initially disagreed, when she arrived here, her eyes couldn't stop moving, she was like discovering a new world.

In fact, just being here gave her a pleasant sensation, almost like a nightspot.

Plus, the waiters here are really dressed sexy, mostly wearing skirts or shorts that reach their thighs.

Their shirts are also very tight, and of course very short, exposing their bellies.

Some are bold enough to hug guests while playing.

Of course, none of the guests mind, it encourages them.

"Handsome young master, welcome!" Arthur immediately received a pleasant welcome as he arrived in front of the reception desk.

Henry seemed to really want to entertain him, he chose the prettiest receptionist, who had blonde hair in a ponytail and wore a hat with a hole in the top.

The woman's breasts were absolutely captivating where the top was exposed. One who sees her cannot help but imagine the sensation of slipping a penis between her breasts.

Carla and Bella became uncomfortable because of the way the woman looked at Arthur and her friendliness towards him.

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They thought it was hard for any man not to be tempted by her.

Arthur didn't change his expression too much, only showing a thin, almost imperceptible smile.

He casually placed the 100 Euros he was carrying onto the table.

"Give me 100 chips," he said in a voice that was not so loud but sounded very clear.

Of course, it made the woman's expression freeze. She looked at the money and then at Arthur's face doubtfully.

She thought this one was a big fish, a young master from a super-rich family who could easily spend thousands or even tens of thousands of euros in one day.

100 euros?

That's practically only the equivalent of the lowest-level employees who only come in on the 1st.

While she was hesitating, Henry nudged the reception desk until it rang.

His gaze signaled to her not to act in a way that would make this guest uneasy.

Understanding Henry's intentions, she hastily smiled wider at Arthur.

"Wait a moment, young master," she said.

She then opened the drawer in front of her, put down the money and took out 100 Chips worth 1 Euro.

"Please play young master, I hope you win big today," she said, placing the chips directly on Arthur's palm.

She even went so far as to caress his hand with her fingers.

"Hey, lady, watch your attitude!" Suddenly, Bella acted, she pushed the woman's hand away, startling her so that her mouth opened.

She suddenly realized that this young man was followed by two young women who were more beautiful than her.

She looked at Bella and when she looked at Carla, she found the latter also looked displeased.

'Which girl is his girlfriend?' She wondered. 'Or do they both have a crush on him?

She was confused and astonished.

Of course, the two young ladies could not intimidate her, she was still smiling. Even wanted to blink at Arthur, but failed because the man had already turned around.

"So, Arthur, what game do you want?" asked Henry.

Arthur was still looking around.

If it was a game set up by a computer, he really couldn't do any manipulation because he was a magus, not a programmer -- unless he had Rose help from afar.

The only games where he could perform manipulations were games that didn't involve computers, such as card games with other players.

Only, he didn't see that kind in this hall.

Right after that, William who had been following but keeping a fair distance suddenly approached Arthur and said, "Arthur, all the games here are nonsense, let's go to the next hall, although it's also nonsense there, but it's not organized by computers."

"William, what do you mean by saying our games are nonsense, it all depends on luck. If it's nonsense, how could anyone win." Henry immediately responded to William's words, glaring at him.

William wasn't scared, he snorted in response.

Arthur, on the other hand, said, "let's go to the other hall!"

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For Henry, wherever Arthur played was not important, he just wanted him to play.

With a smile, he pointed in a certain direction. "Over there!"

Arthur didn't see a door there because it was too much of a gambling machine in the way, maybe it was behind them. He continued to follow the man.

Only, when passing by a table, he couldn't help but stop his steps when he saw someone he recognized.

It was Harry, his seatmate.

The man was sitting in front of one of the gambling machines, smoking and eating snacks while playing. He had a pile of chips and money in front of him.

Of course, Carla and Bella recognized him. They opened their mouths because they saw their school student here.

Arthur walked up to him, something he really didn't realize because he was completely immersed in the game.

"Fatty!" Arthur tapped him on the shoulder. "So this is how you spend your father's money?"

"What?"

The fat man instantly jumped in surprise to the point where his feet landed on the chair he was sitting on.

He turned around and said, "who?"

"Eh?" Instantly, his face froze when he saw Arthur, Carla, and Bella.

"H-how did you three get here?" he asked spontaneously.

"Just taking a walk," Arthur replied.

"Oh, so you know each other, what a coincidence, you can play together now..." Henry laughed softly as he looked at Harry.

Seeing the amount of money the fat man had, he smiled wider, knowing that this one was a fat fish. After all, no poor person is so relaxed when putting quite a lot of money on the table.

Plus, he thought the pile of chips was also the result of buying, not the result of winning.