Arthur examined the Contract carefully.
Only after confirming that nothing was wrong did he sign his name.
The member of the Death Poetry Society nearly cheered at the sight.
This time!
He was finally going to win!
He would redeem himself!
And he would win so decisively that this Medium would have nothing to say.
"For the first round, you may shuffle first!"
The member of the Death Poetry Society began making a show of generosity.
"All right!"
Arthur nodded and continued shuffling with two [Hands of the Void]. Unlike the care he had taken while inspecting the cards, he now shuffled at blinding speed.
A trace of disdain arose in the Death Poetry Society member across from him.
So what if he was fast?
He had already memorized every card.
Besides, he would be cutting the deck shortly.
He could easily cut the highest card, the ace of spades, into whichever pile he wanted, then draw it.
With the ace of spades in hand, how could he lose?
"Where would you like to cut?"
Arthur asked after finishing the shuffle.
"Here!"
The man pointed a third of the way down the deck.
The card immediately beneath that point was the highest card, the ace of spades.
Without hesitation, Arthur placed the entire deck on the ground. After removing the pile above the indicated cut, he immediately took the top card from the pile below-the other player drew first after a cut. That was also a rule at the gambling table.
But as Arthur drew his card, the man froze.
Arthur had drawn the ace of spades.
The highest card!
This...
How was that possible?
Dumb luck again?
Was the Medium really that lucky?
The questions rang through his mind, but he drew a card with a smile on his