Card Apprentice Daily Log

Chapter 2047  Proper Protocol

Date- 18 April 2321

Time- 17:18

Location- Card World, Southern Region, Blossom District, Air Space

Looking at Asong playing dumb despite listening to his lengthy speculation on the dozen undead's breakthrough to the demigod realm, the Royal Instructor remarked, "Though weak, you are one tough nut to crack. No wonder you can pursue a career as a legislator and have people willing to die for you." "Royal Instructor, I don't understand," Asong continued with her act knowing that the Royal Instructor would not touch her or her bodyguards until he checked Wyatt's relationship with her with his own eyes.

The Royal Instructor's shock and loud monolog were all an act to pressure Asong using the seriousness of the circumstances surrounding the undead so that she would tell him everything she knew about the dozen undead demigods chasing her. However, Asong did not fall for the Royal Instructor's ploy. Instead of naively blabbing everything as the Royal Instructor expected her to she pretended to be dumb, unable to understand the seriousness of the situation. Seeing this the Royal Instructor no longer dared to underestimate Asong because of her age and realm. The Royal Instructor shook his head thinking, 'It seems the new generation isn't entirely doomed,' as he turned to face the dozen undead demigods and asked, "Which one of you rotting corpses knows to speak?"

Not getting a response from the undead demigods, the Royal Instructor muttered to the undead, "It seems your maker is lacking, considering you guys cannot speak despite having the realm of demigod, or is it because it is easier to control you guys this way. Then, your maker is a little less crazier than I initially assume d." 'Still no reaction?' the Royal Instructor wondered in his mind. He deliberately tried to belittle and praise the undead's creator to learn more about them from their reaction seeing how they could not speak. Not getting what he was looking for the Royal Instructor snapped his fingers losing his patience. *Snap* with the sound, the undead's body from the neck down disintegrated into dust leaving their heads unharmed. Losing their body did not seem to affect the undead. Their eyes continued to stare at Asong and her guards while snapping their jaws at them threateningly. If not for the celestial force domain binding them the heads of the undead would have launched themselves at Asong and her guards to bite them to death.

Seeing the Royal Instructor disintegrate the bodies of the dozen undead with a snap, Asong and her guards were shocked. They knew the Royal Instructor was strong but the strength displayed by him was beyond their imagination. They found themselves wondering if it was fair for a single person to be that strong. Then recalling that the Royal Instructor wasn't the strongest among the lineup of the Southern Royal Family or the other royal families and the central government they felt an unsettling thirst for strength within their souls. Ignoring the awe-filled gaze of Asong and her guards, the Royal Instructor reduced his celestial force domain to only restrain the heads of the undead. Then, he mentally chanted, 'Spatial Displacement.' In a blink of an eye the dozen undead heads, Asong, her guards, and the Royal Instructor appeared amidst, the Field Marshal, Luna's father, and the R&R team members who exclaimed in unison, "Undead!" "Stop, they are evidence," the Royal Instructor stopped Luna's father and his team members who were preparing to attack the heads of the undead. "Evidence?" Luna's father uttered in confusion. "Yes, evidence that someone is grooming undead in the central region. Most likely at its heart, the central capital," the Royal Instructor answered eyeing Asong's facial expression to check if his speculation was correct. However, he got nothing from Asong as her facial expressions were dead like a jungle tree. "What!" the R&R team members exclaimed in shock and disbelief however Luna's father and grandma remained expressionless as they had a bigger concern on their minds. 'Mother, things are progressing faster than what we saw in the memories of the Tao Eyes,' Luna's father mentally informed the Field Marshal of the obvious, 'I can see that. What could have caused it?' 'Cadet, you don't seem surprised? Is there anything you need to tell me?' the Royal Instructor telepathically enquired the Field Marshal noticing the lack of reaction from her and her son. 'Instructor, please check your grimoire for messages. You must have been busy and missed the invite for the meeting. I will update you about it later,' the Field Marshal explained to the Royal Instructor. Royal Instructor was one of the select few who were allowed to learn about the memories of the Tao Eyes. But for reasons only known to him, he missed the last few meetings including the ones about the Matron, the Supreme Leader, and the Tao Eyes. Listening to Field Marshal, he checked his grimoire messages to find that he had indeed received an invite to an important meeting that got buried under other unread messages. 'My apologies, I was too busy with Her Highness's research into enhancing the effects of the Silver Milk Powder and my regular work that I seemed to have missed the invite,' the Royal Instructor explained his tardiness revealing the top secret research that Anna's mother had made him in charge of. 'No wonder,' the Field Marshal nodded in understanding. Then, she proceeded to explain, 'This matter is very sensitive and needs proper protocol. So, Instructor, please forgive me for not being able to reveal anything more regarding this issue. You have to trust me on this one.'

The Royal Instructor was taken aback to hear Field Marshal repeat what Asong said to him. However, he did not lose his marbles over this instead he nodded in understanding, 'I understand. For now, I am assured that the Royal family knows about this and is already preparing necessary steps against it. So, I will leave these undead heads in your custody.'

'Instructor, thank you for trusting me,' the Field Marshal thanked the Royal Instructor for being reasonable and not taking offense as she sealed the dozen undead heads in one of her cards.