The villainous young master just wants to live a Buddhist-like life.

　If it weren't for acquiring the "Stardust Armor," Joliet's path would have ended long ago.

　But now, she has regained her vitality, radiating boundless energy from head to toe.

　These two maids, who also made it to the preliminary rounds, are the Duke's strongest fighting force in the Free City at this moment.

　Although Dark doesn't need it.

　But Laura still assigned him a "guard".

　"Master!"

　"Hello, Master."

　Dak nodded slightly and looked straight ahead.

　He had already sensed the divinity emanating from the depths of the cave.

　Thompson's situation is clearly not good.

　But the worse his situation becomes, the more advantageous it is for them. "Should the target location be moved?" Laura asked.

　Joliet shook her head slightly and said, "We have blocked all possible transfer routes, and there is currently no feedback from any of them."

　She was about the same height as Laura, both tall and mature women. However, her bust size was much smaller, which made her movements easier.

　“Let’s go straight there then,” Laura said, then looked at Dark.

　Dark nodded and said, "Let's go."

　The Shadow Fish once again unleashed its shadow, surrounding all four of them before disappearing into the darkness and flying deeper into the cave.

　After circling inside the burrow for a full five minutes, the "Shadow Ghost Fish" finally stopped again.

　At this moment, the divine aura emanating from the front was so strong that even ordinary people could sense it.

　Thompson, right ahead!

Chapter 1528 Can I borrow your magic card to take a look? (4k)

　Chapter 1528 Can I borrow your magic card to take a look? (4k)

　The underground was pitch black; you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

　The divine aura emanating from the cave ahead was mixed with the evil filth and profundity unique to the dark attribute.

　The maids of "Scorpio Palace" lay silently in the shadows of the surrounding passageways.

　The "Shadow Ghost Fish," blending seamlessly with the darkness, appeared silently in front of the cave.

　Dark Dimon stepped gently off the back of the Shadowfish.

　Hannah and Joliet stood guard on either side of him, like two guardian deities.

　Both of them had already summoned their magical spirits beforehand. And they were remarkably similar, both being cat-shaped magical spirits. However, Hannah's magical spirit was a slender and agile black cat.

　Joliet's magical sprite, however, was a fat brown cat with round ears and a round face. A black cat perched on her shoulder.

　A fat cat walked beside him.

　The pitch-black environment did not hinder their vision.

　Although the visibility distance has decreased slightly, it is still within an acceptable range.

　The "Shadow Ghost Fish" burrowed into the ground, passed beneath their feet, and sped forward as if swimming in water.

　In the blink of an eye, it had already burrowed into the cave entrance and swam deeper into the cave.

　Laura walked at the back, and as she murmured a few words, a wisp of black light bloomed, forming a circular mirror.

　The vision transmitted by the "Shadow Ghost Fish" was immediately displayed on the round mirror.

　Laura is an expert in "Spiritual Connection" and is very skilled at this projection technology. The only drawback is that it has a distance limit and cannot make the magical spirits too far away from her.

　Just half a minute later, a blurry figure appeared on the round mirror.

　Upon closer inspection, one would discover that it was Thompson, huddled in the corner.

　But at this moment, Thompson's body was shrouded in black mist, which condensed into black snakes that snaked and crawled across his body, constantly shrinking.

　He did not summon the "Lava Demon," but a divine aura continuously emanated from him.

　This is obviously unreasonable.

　The "Shadow Ghost Fish" poked its head out from the shadows, its two bulging eyes on its body flipping upwards and quickly rotating once, taking in the entire scene inside the cave.

　As Laura walked, she said, "There are traps set at the cave entrance, and a black, lizard-like magical elf is lurking directly above. There are hidden stakes in all four corners, which should be a secret ritual set up in advance. In addition, there seems to be another magical elf in front of its body."

　"No lava demons?" Dark asked emphatically. Laura shook her head and said, "No."

　The Lava Demon has a very distinctive appearance and aura. If it is summoned, it cannot be concealed at all.

　Its natural power alone is enough to cause the temperature inside this underground cave to rise rapidly.

　—Perhaps that's why Thompson didn't summon the "Lava Demon" with him.

　However, he might have laid out a plan in advance in the cave, a secret technique to confuse and deceive the innocent.

　Therefore, we cannot let our guard down.

　But Dark had already strode forward, and after only a short distance, he arrived at the entrance to the cave where Thompson was hiding.

　"Ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta."

　The sound of footsteps, which were not well concealed, suddenly startled Thompson, who was huddled inside the cave.

　He almost immediately changed from a huddled position in the corner to a half-sitting position, and then stared at the cave entrance with a look of fear on his face.

　The snake-like black mist seemed startled and suddenly dissipated. Then, the divine aura emanating from it abruptly weakened.

　"Thompson".

　A boy's voice, still carrying a hint of clarity, came from the cave entrance.

　Thompson shuddered and almost instinctively activated the magic card he had hidden in his sleeve.

　The next second, blazing black flames erupted from his sleeve, instantly transforming into a swirling, high-temperature pillar of fire, carrying a strong sulfurous odor as it spewed towards the cave entrance.

　"Buhoo!"

　Orange cats have a slightly deep meow.

　Joliet's magical spirit suddenly opened its mouth wide, and its body, which was originally the size of a normal fat cat, instantly swelled to twice the size of an adult lion. The mouth expanded several times over, almost encompassing the entire cave entrance.

　Thompson's pillar of black flame shot into the orange cat's mouth and then "poof"ed inside its belly.

　The orange cat closed its massive jaws, and the remaining black flames surged from its eyes, then emitted a sound as if it were full.

　Hannah, standing to Dak's left, suddenly lowered her body, adopting a clear offensive stance.

　But Dak slightly raised his hand and stopped her.

　Thompson's will was first corrupted by his own "God Card," and then he was chased by people from various forces all night. He finally found a place to hide, but he hadn't slept for long before they came knocking on his door again. It's normal for him to have a stress reaction.

　Dark came in person, not to capture him or to recruit him. He simply wanted to talk to him and learn about the origins of the "Lava Demon."

　A mage who couldn't even withstand the corrupting influence of the "Lava Demon's" will.

　An adventurer as ordinary as could be.

　How exactly did they obtain this "God Card" and forge it into a powerful deck?

　While it's impolite to pry into someone's secrets, politeness doesn't put food on the table.

　"Thompson, 33 years old, unmarried, had an ex-girlfriend. They broke up because he couldn't afford a house. He lives at 21 New West Street, Tate, Lylein. His father is Dennett, his mother is Beth, and he has a younger sister named Scarlett, who just turned twelve. Until two years ago, she didn't even know she had an older brother..."

　"Shut up! Stop talking! Who are you? What do you want?!" Thompson roared suddenly.

　“Very good.” Darke raised his hand and said, “It seems you have calmed down.”

　With that, he snapped his fingers, and a magical sprite burst forth from his clothes, rushing into the cave with lightning speed, clearing away the traps at the entrance, the magical sprites above, and the hidden stakes set in the four corners.

　Having accomplished all of this, "Dorambaruto" flew back to Dark with a "whoosh," spinning around as if showing off.

　Its body remained transparent, revealing only a blurry outline. Dark reached out and touched its head before stepping into the cave. Thompson remained highly vigilant, but his hands and feet seemed bound, and he dared not move an inch.

　He had already clearly seen the boy's appearance at the cave entrance. Even with his burning resentment, he could only hesitate to act rashly.

　For a long time, the other person's name, appearance, and related information were the number one hot topic in the Free City.

　He was an old adventurer who had spent many years in the Free City, so of course he couldn't possibly not recognize him.

　Moreover, since the start of the World Cup, Dakdimon has once again become the focus of everyone's attention.

　If one had to choose a "chosen one" within the Kingdom of Yunic, many people today would likely not vote for the old king's only son, but instead cast their vote for the son of the Valkyrie!

　As for the other offspring of the Kingdom's Twin Swords, the once highly regarded Son of the Hero, he can only be ranked further back.

　Although Thompson obtained the "God Card," his mindset clearly hadn't changed. He instinctively felt intimidated when facing such a powerful figure. Forget about whether he could defeat Dark, he would hesitate even to accidentally knock a single hair out of him.

　"What's up?" he finally calmed down and asked in as calm a tone as possible.

　Dark's eyes opened and shone with golden light. He looked at Thompson, who was startled like a frightened mouse, and said, "It's nothing serious, I just wanted to talk to you."

　Thompson slowly stood up.

　But with a flick of his finger, Dark summoned a stone table and chairs between the two of them.

　He then casually summoned a ball of light to illuminate the cave, before sitting down at the stone table: "Sit."

　Thompson glanced at him cautiously, but finally sat down opposite him.

　This treatment seemed to reassure him somewhat.

　Seeing that he was still cooperating, Dark smiled and said, "I know that you were an adventurer half a month ago, and not a magic-based one at that. How did you become a mage?"

　Without going into details, they got straight to the point. But these questions clearly stumped Thompson.

　Because this was clearly a secret far too deep for him. His inner self began to struggle with it.

　He repeatedly faced the choice between keeping it a secret and telling Darkl.

　On one hand, he knew the consequences of not answering honestly would be severe. On the other hand, he was unwilling to reveal all his secrets, especially since "that person" had explicitly demanded that he keep it a secret…

　Who is that person?

　"I don't know, he was wearing a mask!"

　Thompson suddenly looked up at Dark, his eyes filled with terror.

　Dark said very gently, "Could I borrow your magic cards to take a look? Don't worry, I won't take them away."

　"Gulp!" Thompson swallowed hard. He realized that he felt completely stripped bare, inside and out, with no right to choose.

　This made him feel desperate.

　So much so that even when faced with such an outrageously unreasonable request, they still chose to agree.

　He drew his magic cards from his deck. Although his fingers trembled slightly, he eventually placed them on the table.

　When a mage hands over a magic card, it's like a swordsman handing over his sword; it's tantamount to relinquishing the power of life and death to the opponent.

　This is no longer a matter of being hesitant to act, but a complete surrender! And Dark did this simply by showing his face.

　He reached out and placed his hand on Thompson's magic card, then moved slightly towards the center of the table. He didn't pick up all the magic cards in the stack, but simply randomly pulled one out.

　—Not that "Lava Demon" picture.

　In fact, the "Lava Demon" card wasn't in this deck. Thompson hid it elsewhere.

　He thought the paladins and orcs were there to steal his "God Card," so he hid it inside his clothes.

　However, Dark didn't expect to get him to hand over the "God Card" immediately.

　Dark picked up the randomly drawn magic card and tried to infuse it with magic to examine it.

　The wisp of magic he injected encountered resistance, but he easily broke through the barrier and flowed into the magic card.

　After a long pause, Dark suddenly looked up, his eyes fixed intently on Thompson, and asked, "You didn't make these magic cards?"

　Thompson nodded reluctantly.

　Magic cards bear a very strong personal imprint.

　The higher the level of the magic card, the stronger its personal imprint. Therefore, even if a magic card is stolen, the thief cannot use it.

　Furthermore, if the personal imprint of a magic card is not strong enough, the mage will also inscribe a "mind lock" on the magic card to completely bind it.