I Picked Up the Trash Others Threw Away - Chapter 18.1
Chapter 18.1
That’s right. I wasn’t the one who would use this hwatu deck to cut in on the gambling scene.
By explaining the rules and acting as the dealer, my role was to pretend to be a third party leading the game and leading Trish to victory.
Trish’s role was to make money by skillfully winning among the participants who didn’t really understand the rules.
“You win the game, and you make money. Don’t worry. I’ll let you win no matter what, so let’s just learn the basic types of hwatu first.”
Was his head usually good, or did he only use his head well for things like this? Trish learned it faster than I expected. As we continued to play dozens of games before sunset, he fully grasped the rules.
Just as I was starting to get tired of looking at the red flowers painted on the hwatu cards, Trish threw his cards with an excited face and shouted.
“Godori!”
“Well done. I was worried that I would have to participate in the game if you couldn’t do it.”
“That would be suspicious. Even if you hide your identity, if you are a woman who knows how to play a strange card game from the East, you will attract attention.”
“I know. But even if I learn to play poker or baccarat now, there is no guarantee that I will defeat those people… There aren’t many ways that a noblewoman can use to make a lot of money.”
“That’s not a worry for someone who will soon be the daughter-in-law of Count Malekiah, is it? Or do you maybe have some debt that wasn’t mentioned when you proposed to get married?”
Trish looked at me suspiciously, so I snorted and stared into his eyes.
“Of course not. But I have to take care of my life after the divorce, so I’m trying to make some money beforehand.”
“How meticulous. You’ll be able to remarry in no time.”
“Men like Viscount Lowell won’t show up then, will they?”
I was in danger of being sold because my family was poor and couldn’t get a proper groom, but who would want a woman who had already been married once?
Women with difficult circumstances often became tutors of other families or entered the royal palace as court ladies to assist the royal family and solve economic difficulties. But there was no way that I, who had only glimpsed part of this worldview, was perfectly aware of the history and etiquette of this country. That was the problem.
“We’re not even going to drag it for long. Let’s do it for a week and see the reaction.”
“Then you’d better brace yourself. They’re hard at work robbing other people of their money, so if you mess with them, they’ll trample on you.”
“I don’t intend to attract big shots right from the start. Don’t you think people with a lot of money will be interested if there’s a rumor?”
Considering the unfamiliar game, colorful cards, and my speaking skills, it should be easy to get noticed.
Knowing that Trish’s warning wasn’t just meant to scare me, I could understand his oddly anxious expression.
But in order to make big money, you always have to take some risks.
“You’re not afraid, are you?”
“Me? Ha! There’s no reason not to jump into a game where you’re going to win.”
Even getting caught in the slightest provocation seemed to be the misgiving of a proud man, so I let out a deflated laugh instead of answering.
“I think you should also disguise yourself. If we’re going to hide our identities, we should do it well.”
“Wearing a wig kills my charm, it can’t be helped.”
A man who lived in style and died in style? One of this bastard’s setting was well-kept until the end.
I spoke calmly to Trish, who was brushing his hair, dumbfounded.
“I won’t mind if you flirt with women, just don’t get caught.”
“Audrey, what the hell do you think of me? I’m not the kind of guy who’s obsessed with women all the time.”
“…”
“You don’t seem to believe me. I’m being serious.”
I called for the carriage, pretending not to listen to Trish. While waiting for that deceptive nonsense to quickly die down.
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