King of the Crooked Merchants

1 draw, 5 Galleons; 10 draws, 45 Galleons.

No opening discounts was one thing, but he was actually refusing to put Emerald Cards into the pool?

The young card merchants stormed over to Yamamoto, demanding a reasonable explanation through their blazing fury.

"Gentlemen, hasn't one already been drawn?"

Yeah, and there had only been one so far.

Yamamoto grew more confident as he spoke. "There are only so many cards in the pool. I don't need to spell out the rest, do I?"

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Drain the card pool!

There were only ten thousand cards. At most, it would cost 45,000 Galleons.

With Emerald Cards worth at least 1,000 Galleons, drawing fifty at most would already recover the cost.

Now, fewer than six thousand remained, and the cost had already dropped substantially...

"The later you draw, the more you earn."

"You're right. Early draws are for suckers; late draws make a fortune."

"Then should we wait a little longer?"

"That's a good idea!"

That was what they said, yet none of them showed any intention of leaving.

Yamamoto smiled as he watched them all reach into their wizard robes in perfect unspoken agreement.

As expected of a Gwent shop manager specially sent from Britain. He had grasped human nature with astonishing precision.

Draw out all the Emerald Cards, leaving behind only ten of the lowest-value ones.

They would gradually lose patience, then lose their minds.

Look, they were taking out Gold Galleons.

Such a wonderful sight existed solely because the new manager wanted to get off work early.

Yamamoto sighed inwardly and quietly stood to one side, waiting.

Whoa—another Emerald Card?

The young card merchants went completely mad.

No one was willing to