Date 24 Mar 2321
Time 8:11
Location Sky Blossom City, Guild Association Mall, Warehouse no. 234,
“Wow! What was that?” Beth asked in amazement
“Alloy Replication, my card Iron Flesh can replicate any alloy sacrificed to it. If the amount of alloy sacrificed is equal to the mass of my Iron Flesh then the replication becomes absolute and permanent.” Answered Pax.
“Iron Flesh is that the name of your origin card?” Asked Amy.
“Yea! It is…” affirmed Pax and was about to explain his card to them but I interrupted saying, “enough chit chat! We have company… I think they are your family dogs who seem to have come to check on you guys.”
Ever since I found William spying on us using my soul pupils, I had developed the habit of checking my surroundings with soul pupils now and then. And right now I found 12 people stealthily monitoring us.
“My father’s men have already reported to me, it seems my uncles have sent watchdogs to make sure we attend the deathmatch and not skip town.” Answered Amy and added, “Mr Wyatt is right Pax, no need to explain about your card, we will see it in action later anyway.”
“Yes!” Pax nodded.
“What? Pax send your origin card info to my grimoire… I can’t wait!” Demanded Beth.
“You dimwit! Quit causing trouble…” shouted Amy. The macho Pax next to her pulled on her sleeve and said, ” Sister father said name-calling is bad.”
Seeing a fully grown man act like this, Amy and Beth together looked at Pax with disgust and shouted simultaneously, ” don’t you ever act like that again.” ” act your age will you..” Said Amy while Beth whispered, “ that was creepy” earlier Pax’s famine-like physique made his actions look cute but now the same action in his macho athlete physique were just disgusting and creepy to watch.
“Sister!!!” Pax was shocked, though his body had grown due to his origin card his mind was still the same meek little teenager who liked to live in the shadows of his sisters. But now the look of disgust in their eyes thoroughly destroyed the boy.
‘It seems my doubts were right!’ Ignoring the siblings I focused on the important parts of their talk, ‘it looks like messaging through grimoire is not safe as one is led to believe. It doesn’t seem to be some government conspiracy but various spying cards which could intercept and decipher the message exchange between grimoires.’
‘Come to think about it, I seem to be forgetting something…’ “Susan, what about that girl will she be okay if we leave her alone?” I asked, finally remembering the unconscious girl related to the Tyrant guild.
“Yes, she will be fine! I have upgraded the warehouse security. If she wakes up or any change occurs I will be the first to know… I consulted a friend yesterday… The girl seems to have no internal wounds and is in fine health except she seems to have experienced a huge shock and will be unable to wake up for some time.” Replied Susan
‘Wait it has been almost two days, who is cleaning her? Is she fed? Even though she is unconscious her body is working fine…’ I stopped myself from thinking further because Susan should have it all under control.
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Date 24 Mar 2321
Time 8:34
Location Sky Blossom City, Whiteburn Manor, East Wing, Family Arena
As the 6 of us entered the Whiteburn manor, I was shocked seeing how they were celebrating the deathmatch similar to a festival and guests from all over the Sky Blossom City had been invited to spectate the deathmatch.
“Wow! Your family members seem to have already decided that you will lose. Now that’s harsh” I said as I had only seen or heard such family drama in dramas or novels.
“I don’t blame them… you think the same if you knew who Pax’s opponent is..” Said, Amy grudgingly.
“These shameless hypocrite’s… they talk and boast about Whiteburn family bravery all day long …. Let me ask them what the fuck is brave about challenging a kid 7 years younger than you,” Beth shouted in the middle of the hallway gatherings the attention of all the guests, family members and retainers present there. Out of the 6 except Pax, the rest of us were fine with their scrutinising gazes. Corey, Amy and Beth were born royals and used to such gazes while Susan was professional as for me I had faced worse back on earth. But Pax after his mother succumbed to her injuries he was a street orphan for 2months until his father found him, right now he was facing his worst nightmare, being judged by dozens of strangers.
“Pax! Stand up straight… if you can not face these gazes you might as well kill yourself right now as in the arena you will be facing 100 times worse than this and your opponent will not wait for you to get your priorities straight.” Amy commanded, seeing Pax slouched and fidgety.
Amy was right no matter how strong the cards Pax had were if he could not overcome his meek attitude he would just end up dead in the arena because the enemy will give him 100% of his/her abilities because it was being killed or kill. Hearing Amy Pax stood straight but his eyes still avoided eye contact, no matter what trauma he suffered he had to get over it otherwise it may cost his life.
“Pax! Remember what our father taught us. Card fight is not just about who had the strongest cards but it also depends on decision making, quick thinking and rapid response, actually, they are the deciding factor of every duel. So you can not afford to be distracted for a second in the arena or it will cost you your life. And don’t forget this time it’s not just about father’s honour but your life too… If you die I will never forgive you.” Reminded Amy, Pax’s actions only raised her concerns for her naive brother.
“Do not worry sister… I will win.” Said Pax though his voice was shaky his eyes were filled with confidence.
“Enough of this where is the feast you talked so much about… I am starving here.” I was not. Worried about Pax losing the game because as long as he can activate the Iron Flesh tier3 he held the absolute advantage. And also Pax had broken through 30% active soul control, underwent baptism and stepped into the card soldier realm, right when he equipped his origin card. Even I did not know what changes the Iron Flesh had after undergoing baptism.
