Card Apprentice Daily Log

Chapter 2611: Ideal/ Dumb/ Crazy Daughters

Date: Unspecified

Time: Unspecified

Location: Myriad Realms, Card World, Southern Region, Southern Capital, Guild Association Mall, Warehouse No. 234

I returned to the warehouse that had once served as my base. The Guild Association Mall had left it untouched, despite numerous parties offering vast fortunes to purchase it. The new city lord had declared it a historical landmark. Had I been dead, they likely would have turned it into a museum in my memory, or at least that was the reason I believed this old warehouse had earned such a designation.

As I walked through the warehouse, waiting for Anna to appear, I couldn’t help but notice that nothing had changed since the day we left. Everything within these walls echoed my humble beginnings. I had come a long way since then.

I remembered Susan introducing me to this place, then helping me build a card lab for creating cards, along with a bedroom so I could move in.

Right over there, Susan and I had recruited Corey, after she apologized for her uncle’s actions.

And on that couch, I clearly recalled sitting in that very spot, worrying about how to deal with the Zhang financiers.

And right next to it, Anna had impaled my arms and legs, trying to force me to sell her the rights to silver milk powder production and distribution.

Funny how things had turned out. Now, I was willing to risk my life and kidnap her father, all for a single chance to meet her.

As I lingered in those memories, Hive AI warned me of a familiar presence nearby, carefully trying to sneak up on me. I let it play out.

Moments later, a supple pair of pale arms wrapped around my neck from behind, and a familiar voice whispered softly in my ear, "I missed you. Now that I’ve got you, I’m never letting go."

At the sound of her voice, my heart began to race, and I blurted out, "Anna!"

I had thought she would lose her love for me. I had been told she would lose her obsession with me. Everything in the past suggested that her passion for me would fade.

Yet the reality unfolding before me told a very different story.

I grabbed her arms and pulled her in front of me, to see the familiar figure I have been missing. It had been a while since I had seen her. However, as our eyes met, I pushed her out of my embrace saying, "You are not Anna. You are that woman from the cafe."

I didn’t need my Soul Pupils to distinguish the real Anna from a fake. I had her eyes etched into my memory. I could never forget them. And the ones staring back at me now were not hers.

"Who are you?" I demanded coldly. "Tell me before I lose my patience and kill you."

At my words, the fake Anna’s eyes welled up with tears. Then, with a fanatical fervor, she rushed out her reply. "Wyatt, it’s me. The one you love so deeply that you made a deal with the devil to save. It’s me, the one you risked your life for, the one you went to the Northern Region for."

"Wyatt, it’s me."

I frowned, staring at the imposter, wondering what kind of sick mind would find pleasure in such a grotesque charade, one worth risking their life for. "Alright," I said flatly. "You’ve chosen death."

Just as I was about to invoke my celestial domain, Hive AI alerted me to another familiar presence nearby. At the same moment, a voice I had missed and longed to hear echoed through the space.

"Anne, you heard him," the voice said calmly. "You’re not the one he’s waiting for. Now, obediently return to your card."

I finally saw the figure of the person I had been missing. It was Anna, clad in combat attire, clearly prepared for a fight.

"No, there has to be some mistake," Anne cried out, disbelief twisting her features. "I’m the one who loves him. I’m the embodiment of the love that made him fall for Anna. I’m the one he’s supposed to love. Wyatt, it’s me you love!" She called out desperately to her beloved, only to realize that my gaze had never once left Anna.

Shock and rage flooded her in equal measure. With a shrill scream, she lunged at Anna. "You! What did you do to him? Give me back my Wyatt. Give me back my—"

Anne never finished her sentence. Anna forcefully retrieved her into her origin card, Ideal/Dumb/Crazy Daughter. It had evolved from her origin card Ideal/Dumb Daughter through the power of the Extreme Path and the baptism of the card world when Anna broke through to the demigod realm.

Fully aware that Anne’s obsessive madness was a liability, Anna had confronted her directly and proposed a wager to determine which of them was the "Anna" their fiancé truly loved.

Anna issued the challenge knowing one crucial detail: their fiancé’s origin card was Aura Sight. He would be able to distinguish Anne from her instantly. Anne, blinded by her obsessive love, overlooked this critical point and accepted the wager as Anna had promised that if Anne won, she would never recall her into her origin card without her consent.

The outcome now stood plainly before them.

Anna had not expected Anne to renege on her word. Fortunately, she had the foresight to bind Anne with an oath sworn in the presence of the world’s will. Anna sealed Anne within her origin card, to be released only when she needed her again.

"It’s been a while," I said, finally recovering from the shock and surprise that was Anne. I quickly understood that Anne was much like Ann. The difference was simple. Ann was obsessed with her mother, while Anne was obsessed with me. I hadn’t expected such an outcome was possible. I guess when it came to origin cards the possibilities were simply infinite.

Fortunately, Anna had dealt with her decisively. Anne was terrifying. I feared her not only for my own sake, but for Susan and Jill as well. From the way she had been ready to kill Anna, I had no doubt she would have done the same to Susan and Jill.

"I’m going to skip the formalities and excuse my language," Anna said sternly before she exploded, "What the heck were you thinking, breaking into the Northern Capital like that?"