Bab 147: Something Wrong With The Slot Machine

"Quite the high-end establishment alright. As expected of the best casino in town," Albion commented while casually eating his meat skewers after entering the main entrance.

"It's only midday, but it's already this lively here."

Albion swept a casual glance beyond the reception and noticed most of the slot machines were taken.

"..."

Albion was speechless.

There were so many gamblers in the middle of the day.

'Did people have nothing better to do, becoming bored addicts, or is there some special event going on today?' Albion mused. 

"Sir, you cannot bring outside food in here," The cute receptionist lady's sweet voice interrupted Albion's thoughts, causing his gaze to shift over to the counter.

"The two gents outside also knew, but they let me inside." Albion stated calmly before asking, "Are you going to stop me?"

"This..." The receptionist lady hesitated slightly before asking him carefully, "Are you a VIP member here, sir?"