Card Apprentice Daily Log

Chapter 2675: Foolish Ambition?

Date: Unspecified

Time: Unspecified

Location: Myriad Realms, Card World, Southern Region, Blossom District, Sky Blossom City, TSR Guild Headquarters

"So, what is it you two wanted to talk to me about?" I asked, realizing I might have been too quick to judge Christina’s guards. They were far more self-aware than I had given them credit for.

"We wanted to talk you out of your plans for world domination," Kiren answered in a relaxed tone. "But after listening in on your little meeting, we no longer intend to. We now understand that you have no such plans." As she spoke, she summoned a canteen from her grimoire and took a sip. A faint fruity scent drifted through the air, leading me to guess it was wine.

I shook my head firmly and clarified, "No, you’ve got it wrong. World domination is still on."

"What? You’re pulling our legs, right?" Christina was convinced I was joking. But when she saw the look in my eyes, her mouth fell open in shock. "You’re crazy."

"Wyatt, that’s absurd. Everyone of them will die because of your foolish ambitions. Put aside your massive ego for a second and think of these people who are willing to die for you and your vision," Kiren persuaded aloud, her voice edging toward hysteria. Even though she knew I was strong, this time I would be facing all the governing bodies of the five regions, and she had no confidence that I would come out on top without a series of miracles.

"No, no one will die... Everything will be clear to everyone in two days. Enjoy your front-row seats to the new world order," I assured the nosy duo, all the while waiting for Field Marshal Lorn to contact me after reading the message I had sent to her devil merchant codex several minutes earlier.

"Yeah, more like, in two days, consider yourself lucky if this little city is still standing and not reduced to dust along with its citizens," Christina snapped in rage. She almost lunged at me, clearly wanting to punch my face, but Kiren pulled her back just in time.

"Wow, you two really have a death wish," I warned Christina and Kiren with my gaze before adding calmly, "For your information, that’s not going to happen. My people and I will take care of it."

I had to reassure them because I had no intention of killing them. Like every favored of the Card Celestial, those two never liked sticking to the script and always managed to introduce an unexpected twist. Knowing them, they would try something reckless in the name of what they believed was right.

Previously, I was counting on that tendency, hoping they would help me deal with some of the criminals the world leaders intended to send my criminal rehabilitation and reintegration program’s way, particularly those who weren’t actually guilty of any or major crimes and were simply people victims of difficult lives.

Take the high school gang in the Southern Capital, for example. I hadn’t met them myself, but Aria had sworn they’d done nothing wrong, and I trusted her judgment. After Anna, she was the only other Unparalleled bloodline descendant I held in high regard. That little square, though uptight, was oddly adorable. I guess it was her sense of duty and righteousness.

"You and what people? Aurelia and the rest?" Christina scoffed. "I could slaughter them all, and they wouldn’t even be able to put up a decent struggle. Who are you kidding? Do yourself a favour and just apologize paying some fines," she suggested, rigidly controlling every fiber of her body to stop herself from taking another swing at me.

I shook my head with a quiet chuckle and replied in amusement, "Those guys? Yes, they pack a punch, but I have bigger guns. The kind that will settle all this in two days."

At that, Kiren and Christina exchanged a glance filled with disbelief. Even so, that didn’t stop them from prying. Kiren asked, "Who? The freedom fighters? Redfall and Yin Widow?"

"Nah. They’ve got their own responsibilities keeping them busy—" I paused mid-sentence as my grimoire rang up with an incoming call from someone I never expected to hear from: Sansa Baylor.

Seeing her contact ID, a single thought crossed my mind. Did she catch on to Henricks’s attempt to rescue Ned? It was supposed to be a simple search-and-rescue mission, yet they still hadn’t returned.

No. If she had, Ned would be dead by now, and she would have made sure I knew it. That begged the question of why she was calling me. Was it to inform me of that? Or did she simply want to rub salt into my wounds?

Sansa was a crazy woman. Aside from her infatuation with Demigod Baylor, predicting her next move was nearly impossible. Either way, it wouldn’t hurt to remind her of reality if she had forgotten it.

I turned to Kiren and Christina, asked them to leave, warning, "Leave and don’t try to pull anything for the next two days if you don’t want to see me kill Cam and Ollie before killing you two."

Kiren stared at me in silence. Had it been anyone else, she would have dared them to do it, trusting Cannibal Cam, her husband’s other persona, not only to protect him but to tear their heads off. But I was different. My gaze alone terrified Cannibal Cam. Their brief exchange with me that day was still fresh in her mind, and Cam had confided the dread he felt when my gaze had pierced into him. That was why she didn’t test my patience and immediately dragged Christina away while I was still asking politely.

"Kiren, what are you doing? If we let him do whatever he pleases—" Christina protested, but she was easily overpowered. Kiren seized her and dragged her away as Christina continued complaining aloud.

"Shut up, Christina," Kiren snapped, cutting in. "I don’t mind dying, but I don’t want to die knowing we got Cam and Ollie killed—"

However, both of them suddenly stopped in their tracks and turned back toward me, frozen in place as a surge of golden soul energy erupted from my head and condensed into a humanoid form.