There's nothing wrong with Adelaide's life. There's nothing wrong with being cheated on. After all, half of marriages end in divorce and most end from infidelity. There's nothing wrong with getting addicted to an otome game. After all, everybody has something they're obsessed with. There's nothing wrong with reincarnating as the villainess instead of the heroine. After all, the villainess is richer and more powerful. There's nothing wrong with the villainess chasing after one of the love interests. After all, it's not like he's the canon route. There's nothing wrong with Ophelia's life.
As the men begin preparing another round of cards, my lips curve into a smirk despite myself. And my utter lack of involvement in the whole matter.
Lucas is too relaxed. There's no tension at all in his shoulders, no change in expression as the other men confer with each other.
This is obviously rigged.
He must've used some sleight of hand trickery or something.
I'm not close enough to see what he's doing or planning, and he's not sloppy enough to make it obvious from a distance, but anyone can tell what his posture means.
I may be no ruffian bandit, but I'm no stranger to cheating at cards. In a card game between mercs, there's an entire side-game of who can manage to cheat the most without getting caught.
It's always a fun time to play between mercs, and while this isn't the same situation...well. This should still be interesting to watch. How does a merchant play the cheating game?