Chapitre 117: Private Lesson I

Arthur sighed, rubbing his temples as he eyed the "10x Spin" option. "Alright, no more wasting time on single spins. Let's get this over with."

The wheel spun, its glowing sections blending into a hypnotic swirl. With a cheerful chime, the rewards began to pop up one after another. The first set was a torrent of disappointment: another Rusted Iron Sword, a Basic Iron Shield, and—of all things—a Battle-Ready Garter Belt that Arthur refused to even glance at for more than a second.

And then came the Strap-On (Rare).

Arthur's jaw hung open in utter disbelief. "This... this can't be real."

[Oh, it's very real,] Sol chirped. [And quite functional! I think you should keep it. You know, for research purposes.]

Arthur's glare could've melted steel. "Research? Why the hell would I need this when I have the real thing? And why is this rare?!"