"Good, I didn't pick the wrong guy. That's the spirit," Mars nodded in satisfaction.
The other elders then congratulated him one by one. Getting warm responses, Ace thanks them all. For Ace, who was a former gambler, this achievement was very special. The trust that he got, the feeling for his works to be recognized, it felt wonderful.
Who was he in his original world? Except for being a fertile man that had a wife and a son, he was known for nothing. Even his reputation among his neighbors was bad. Even George had been bullied by his friends for being the son of a gambler.
He was a bronze citizen not because of his hard work. If he was an infertile man like his brother, he would become a white citizen that spent his time in the casino and bars while receiving the support of the Union. After all, what he was good at was only playing cards. And that was definitely not a glorious life, even if he could earn much money from it.
