Card Apprentice Daily Log

Chapter 2638: The Emissary Of Light

Date: Unspecified

Time: Unspecified

Location: Myriad Realms, Card World, Southern Region, Southern Capital, Guild Association Mall

I recalled witnessing the soul projection of Demigod Windsor, back when Aba Windsor could not bear the humiliation of her defeat and had called upon her demigod father for help. Fortunately, Anna had been there to handle the situation and deescalate it.

Demigod Windsor’s soul projection had relied on a card equipped in his daughter’s grimoire, summoning an apparition with a breath of his will. In contrast, the Emissary of Light’s soul projection made use of his believers as a medium. By breathing his entire will into theirs through faith, he enhanced a believer’s willpower and strength beyond their natural limit. Clearly, the Emissary of Light’s method of soul projection was far stronger and more efficient.

Seeing that it was only the guard captain who had managed to defy my Celestial Blood Fate Domain, while the other demigod guards remained firmly under its influence, I calmed myself, confirming what my soul pupils revealed to me. It was merely a trick, as I had told myself, now that I had uncovered the secret behind it. My worries vanished.

Still, the Emissary of Light was capable of many miracles as long as his faith could afford it. So, hiding my shock and unease, I gaze toward the Emissary of Light turned into a one with contempt, sneering, ”Man, do you really enjoy tooting your own horn? The true son of the Card Celestial? Why not go further and claim you’re the creator of the myriad realms? Or are you worried you can’t accumulate enough faith to make that become the truth?”

The guard captain’s eyes narrowed as the Emissary of Light spoke. ”You seem to have an opinion about me.”

”How could I not, when you attacked my people in my city?” I replied, maintaining remarkable restraint toward the Emissary of Light. His shell was a Southern citizen who had was taken prisoner in his body while protecting my city and its people. Otherwise, I would have long since used my limitless domain to finish him off. If he had something to say to me, he should have come in person.

”Now that they have accepted me, they are my believers first, then your citizens. As for attacking your city, I did no such thing,” the Emissary of Light argued, his gaze sweeping across my Celestial Blood Fate Domain before settling on me.

I had no idea what he was thinking, but his reaction to my celestial domain told me he knew something. Perhaps he understood that a celestial domain could only be wielded by the celestials or by those possessing a Celestial Will Fragment. His next words only further confirmed my suspicion. ”A fine celestial domain. Even my believers, aided by my power, could only submit to it.”

I met his words with a deadpan stare, betraying no emotion. The truth behind my celestial domain was one of my least appealing secrets, and it would take far more than that to draw a reaction from me. At best, he would have assumed that I had acquired a Celestial Will Fragment from somewhere. Never in a million years could he have guessed that I was a newborn hybrid celestial.

I remained calm and indifferent, knowing he was testing me, just as I had tested him when I revealed my understanding that his powers were fueled by the faith he gathered from his believers. We were both probing each other, seeking a measure of where we stood in relation to one another.

I did not bother trying to fake my expressions or emotions to mislead him as the moment he realized I was putting on an act, he would gain a foothold from which he could start reading me, unraveling my methods one by one.

The fact that he was running an entire cult, even after both his strongest allies and his greatest enemies, the Supreme Leader and the Matron, had already realized the source of his miraculous strength were his growing believers, proved one thing. He did not rely solely on his origin card like the Matron. He possessed enough cunning to achieve accelerated growth and development, keeping his friends close and his enemies even closer.

”Hahaha, you crack me up,” I feigned a laugh, my gaze blank, before issuing a stern warning. ”Erase your hold over my citizens and never again step foot in my territory without my permission. Otherwise, I will pay your little empire a visit this instant. And I promise you, you will never be in the mood to joke in front of me again.”

”Master Wyatt, you seem to be under a grave misconception. I did nothing to your citizens here. They became my followers of their own accord. As for you paying a visit to the Empire, we will always welcome a genius like you with open arms. You are welcome to visit the Empire anytime. I will be your host,” the Emissary of Light said with a laugh, beginning to understand why the teenager before him was called the Southern Hope.

From the way he referred to these demigods as his citizens, he clearly believed that the Southern Region belonged to him. He had truly bought into his title, the Southern Hope. The Emissary of Light could not help but commend the Southern Princess in his thoughts. From the looks of it, the so-called Southern Hope would never leave the Southern Region, instead spending his entire life living up to that title.

The Southern Princess was truly a diplomatic genius. With such simple means, she had chained an arrogant bird, whose brilliance should have reached far beyond the card world, to the Southern Region. Today, he had learned a great deal from her.

Thinking of the Southern Princess, the Emissary of Light’s eyes flickered as he thought to himself, ’As expected of the woman chosen by me.’1

He had met the Southern Princess during one of her diplomatic visits to the Empire. He had been instantly taken by her. If not for his fear of the Southern Ruler, the Southern Prince, the Field Marshal Lorn, the Unstoppable General, and so on, he would have turned her into one of his followers during her recent diplomatic visit to the Empire.

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