Seven-card stud had a simple set of rules.
At the beginning of the game, players were each dealt three cards by the dealer. Each player would then choose one of those three cards to reveal while keeping the other two hidden.
Then, players would begin betting, with dealers providing each player with a new open card. When the number of cards became seven, the betting would stop.
Players who were still in the round would show their hands, and the person with the best hand would win.
"This bastard really won't look at his hand until the end... Look at your hand for god's sake! How can you be so confident?"
"You'll read my face if I do. I'm not confident in maintaining a poker face."
The bald guy sitting next to me kept pestering me. However, I only glared at Bert. To be exact, I was glaring at the bracelet on his left wrist.
An obsidian bracelet with black luster.
That was an artifact Bert obtained through one of his scams. However, Bert didn't know that it was an artifact, yet.
Rather than Bert's money, I wanted his bracelet.
Currently, we were in our twelfth round of poker.
Chae Nayun was still in the negative, while my chips had multiplied to 60 million won.
"...Tsk."
Bert was angry, understandably so. I would be angry too if a random kid suddenly barged in on my scheme and took 50 million won.
However, Bert currently had the best hand. Five cards had already been dealt, so there were two cards left until we would show our hands. If Bert got an ace, he would complete an ace-high full house.
"Next hand."
The dealer dealt the sixth round of cards.
Bert got an ace of hearts.
He had completed his ace-high full house.
The chances of getting an ace-high full house were 0.144%. It was a hand that normally didn't lose as the only hands that won against it were four of a kind, straight flush, or royal flush. The chances of getting a four of a kind when someone else had a full house was even lower than winning a lottery.
However, there wasn't even a single movement in Bert's facial muscles. Since I couldn't tell even with my heightened perception, it was safe to say he had a perfect poker face.
"...Hm."
But I was fine.
My luck led the situation to my advantage. If I had a four of a kind and my opponent had no hand, I would be unlucky as my opponent would just fold.
The opponent having a full house was the perfect trap.
That said, my four of a kind was still incomplete.
In my hands were the deuce of diamonds, deuce of hearts, and deuce of clubs. I was still missing the deuce of spades.
However, I trusted my luck.
"Call"
Bert made his bet, maintaining his calm.
"I raise!"
The bald man increased the pot size with a terrible hand. I wasn't sure what happened, but he must have received Bert's sign somehow.
"Call."
Chae Nayun also called carefully.
...She really was terrible at this game.
In any case, I also called just like Bert wanted. In this seven-card stud table, the maximum betting limit was 500 million won. Although I made quite a bit, I was still short stacked compared to the other more rich players on the table. With that last call, I had gone all-in.
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