"You lose, Atreus...!"
Fuck.
Five more losses in a row, even when I've been playing cautiously.
Round six, my two-card hand totals 18 while Ulrich's is 20. Ulirch wins.
Round seven, my three-card hand totals 19, while Ulrich's is 20. Ulrich wins.
Round eight, my two-card hand totals 16, while Ulrich's is 17. Ulrich wins.
Round nine, my three-card hand totals 18, while Ulrich's is 19. Ulrich wins.
Round ten, my three-card hand totals 20, while Ulrich's is 21 with combination Jack of Spade and Ace of Spades. Ulrich wins.
Fuck.
I lost 25,000 chips in these five rounds, and in total, I lost 30,000 chips.
Even though it was only a third of my total chips, I could feel my strength diminishing, both physical and magical.
"Ahahahaha…! You've lost ten times in a row, Atreus…! You'd better surrender and apologize for daring to fight Mr. Dexy! My husband is far richer and kinder than you, a mere pauper…!" Ela exclaimed, mocking me with a satisfied laugh.
