Amid the terrified gazes of the other players in the restaurant, Rita awkwardly withdrew her hand and offered them a polite smile.
To be honest, during those three seconds of silence, she broke into a cold sweat, afraid she'd also be deemed to have violated the rules.
She hadn't expected to send Emerald Crane·Gale off so quickly. Really… she had only wanted to mix the food she brought with his dish to test if he was trying to trick her. She still had more questions to ask him. Even though his answers were filled with traps, she could still gather some information.
As for the moment when Emerald Crane·Gale reached out, she had adjusted her hand to reveal the ring, but it was more of a reflex. In that moment, the weighing of pros and cons was thrown aside, and her instinct was to try to trap him.
As expected, it was true that food should not be wasted, but the claim that you could eat your own food was a lie. Otherwise, Emerald Crane·Gale wouldn't have reacted so nervously.
