cing the pen and cards on the table, he was then called back to the side of the rabbit-masked man.


    Hannah picked up the nk cards on the table and examined the pen.


    With a smile, she said to the rabbit-masked man, “Is there any problem with your pen? The numbers I write won’t disappear or change into something else, right?”


    The masked man grinned.


    “Indeed, there won’t be any such issue.


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    “Forget it.


    Just a joke.


    ”


    Hannah discarded the pen and opted for the dagger instead.


    “I’m a tad wary.


    I dislike deceitful tactics.


    ckjack is merely a game of chance.


    Let’s keep it simple.


    ”


    Eyeing the dagger in Hannah’s grasp, the rabbit-masked man whispered, “What’s your intention?”


    Ignoring him, Hannah raised her hand and scratched her finger with the dagger.


    Blood gushed out immediately.


    Unfalteringly, she inscribed the numbers on the cards using her own blood.


    After writing on 15 cards, she ced them on the table one by one.


    The blood gradually dried, turning brown, which looked particrly terrifying.


    The staff’s demeanor shifted to one of panic.


    He didn’t expect that someone would do that, and his n…


    Before he could say anything, the rabbit-masked man abruptly turned to him and gave him a stern look.


    “Let’s start the game!”


    The hall reverberated with the chilling voice.


    The staff member, hesitant to speak, gathered the cards written with blood from the table.


    The sequence was now disrupted, rendering any potential markings ineffective.


    Hannah had refused to adhere to the prearranged sequence, transforming this match into a genuine test of luck and psychology.


    In the first round, mirroring Coen’s previous game, she emerged victorious decisively.


    She achieved a wless 21, while the rabbit-masked man went bust.


    cing her cards on the table, Hannah regarded the man.


    “It seems luck favored me this time.


    ”


    “Yes, it often proves auspicious for yers in the first round.


    ”


    His words appearedden with implication, yet Hannah simply arched an eyebrow.


    “Since I won, what about him?”


    “The wager is sacred.


    I won’t go back on my word,” the man in the rabbit mask said with a smile.


    “His life is spared.


    ”