"Money, money, money!" Dorian hummed cheerfully as he exited the Blue Seal Casino, his eyes shining. It felt good to have a huge amount of money in his name.
That said, he felt a little guilty twisting Fate to win. It wasn't exactly fair of him, even if it had been a lot of fun. As a kid, back on Earth, he'd always imagined going to a casino, and magically winning over and over. He hadn't even thought about the ethics of it.
'Well… I won't do it again.' He thought, guilty, ducking his head slightly. He sent a mental apology to all the well-off Wizards or merchants he might've gambled with and beat. He'd try to make up for it in the future, doing good deeds or giving to charity. The poor could use their money far more than they could, most likely.
He tapped on his Spatial Ring. There were more than 150 Million-Mint Shields in there now. With that kind of wealth, he would be able to do quite a lot of things, in addition to all the other unique Pills and Artifacts he'd obtained.