After a three-hour journey offshore out of the state, they finally reached the area built up in the no man's land, infamous for the best gambling in the entire nation, in fact, the world.
"Are you sure about it?" Kyle asked Amelia.
Though he was the rogue head, he dared to come to this place only thrice, not because he was afraid of anyone, but because of the stench that this place carried.
When someone hears gambling, they think of money, property, wisdom, support, wealth, or beauty, but this place is something else.
This place carried the legacy of betting beyond things one could acquire, like life, a witch's power, or even a kingdom if one got lucky enough to win against a king.
Powerful people like Cyrus and other kings came to this place for entertainment when they would feel bored, and because why bother to kill someone illegally when everything was legal in this place?
Kyle looked at the girl, whose eyes beamed with interest as she looked at the place.
