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

Hannah picked up the blank 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.

“Forget it.

Just a joke.

Hannah discarded the pen and opted for the dagger instead.

“I’m a tad wary.

I dislike deceitful tactics.

a game

Let’s keep it simple.

Hannah’s grasp, the rabbit-masked

hand and scratched

Blood gushed out immediately.

inscribed the numbers on the

placed them on the table one

gradually dried, turning

shifted to one

didn’t expect that someone would

man abruptly

“Let’s start the game!”

with the

hesitant to speak, gathered the cards written with blood

sequence was now disrupted, rendering any

transforming this match into a genuine test of luck and

mirroring Coen’s previous game,

while the rabbit-masked man went

the table, Hannah

seems luck favored me

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