There’s Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!-Chapter 211

Two weeks later.

Tonight, a banquet was being held in the royal palace of the Randil Kingdom to celebrate the great victory of the kingdom's defense battle.

Of the four bishops sent by the Resurrection Church, the Corrupt Bishop Fahim was killed in action, the Frenzy Bishop Clay was defeated and fled, and another bishop who had never shown his face was also confirmed by the Astrologer to have moved far away from the Randil Kingdom.

Only one bishop was suspected of still lingering near the borders of the Randil Kingdom.

However, this was a normal phenomenon and no longer a cause for concern.

It was not until yesterday, after the Astrologer confirmed the movements of the three surviving bishops, that the Randil Kingdom finally believed in the outcome of this battle and relaxed.

So tonight, a victory banquet was held, and I and my companions were invited to attend as the most honored guests.

In addition to the local nobles who came to observe the ceremony, there were also envoys from foreign countries, such as the other teams participating in the 7th-rank assessment, and reinforcements from other countries who had rushed to the Randil Kingdom.

At this moment, the Beautiful Mind Squad was heading to the royal palace in the same luxurious carriage.

Compared to the one that had greeted them from the suburbs at the very beginning, this one had clearly been upgraded to the highest standard that the Randil Kingdom could offer.

The carriage was already getting closer and closer to the royal palace on the small road within the palace grounds.

Along with the rows of neatly trimmed green fir trees planted on both sides of the road, the carriage passed over a road paved with lapis lazuli and was soon to arrive at the royal palace.

"Look ahead, meow."

Following the Cat Teacher's call, the Beautiful Mind Squad saw that just ahead, not far from the royal palace, there was a wide square already filled with all sorts of luxurious carriages.

Everyone in the Beautiful Mind Squad had seen grand scenes, so they were relatively calm.

Only Tata, seeing the various emblems on those carriages, was both curious and felt a little dazzled. For a moment, she couldn't help but rub her eyes.

They couldn't just leave Tata at home alone to attend the victory banquet.

Of course, the considerate king knew that their team had picked up a child after coming to the Randil Kingdom, so he had specially mentioned when inviting them that they could bring along relatives and friends.

"Tata, if you don't want to talk to strangers later, you can just hide behind us."

I said, looking at Tata beside me.

"Mm."

Tata nodded seriously.

Coming to a place like the royal palace, she was both joyful and a little afraid. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Although she had now tied her horns into the shape of a hair accessory, put on a beautiful little hat, and Mi'e had also helped her disguise the color of her right eye.

But she was still worried that her demonic features would be exposed.

I seemed to have understood Tata's mood and said with a sly smile:

"Don't worry, with your face, no one will dare to provoke you later. Just enjoy this banquet with peace of mind."

"Okay."

Seeing my face and hearing my words, Tata gradually felt at ease.

Suddenly, she had a feeling of having a strong backer.

And she didn't need to actively bring out her backer.

Just by relying on her own face, others would identify her as Dekan's younger sister.

...

The carriage drove to the bottom of the royal palace, and a team of attendants immediately strode up. These attendants were tall and strong, but their manners were all polite and courteous.

They were exceptionally respectful to my party and me.

Although I was just a commoner from another kingdom.

But the current reception standard was at least that of welcoming a prince from another country.

And all the way to the royal palace, whether it was attendants or nobles, everyone showed reverence for me.

Of course, respect probably accounted for one-tenth, and fear for nine-tenths.

My reputation in the Randil Kingdom, especially in the royal capital, was known to all.

Have you heard of the Bishop of Agony?!

He could stop children from crying at night!

But no one dared to jokingly call me the Bishop of Agony; they only dared to think so in their hearts.

Although most people had very complicated attitudes towards me.

However.

At least the surface effort had to be done well!

In my face, just being respectful was enough!

Regardless of whether I was a hero, the real Bishop of Agony, or a fake one, "do not provoke Dekan" had already become common knowledge for the people of Randil.

Otherwise, Fahim's tragic state would be their end.

Before we even reached the main gate of the royal palace, the king actually came out of the palace in person to welcome the few of us who had just gotten off the carriage.

After a round of pleasantries, I actually felt that the king of the Randil Kingdom was as kind as an uncle next door.

Back in the border town, the neighbors seemed to have the same attitude towards me.

"Have you planned when you will return to the Norton Kingdom?"

The king asked as he led us into the palace.

"The day after tomorrow, I think. We'll tour the royal capital again tomorrow, and then we should go back to school. Otherwise, most of this semester will be gone."

I thought for a moment and said.

Although they felt that the Randil Kingdom was a good place.

But they had enough fun.

They couldn't sink into it.

The reason I and the others stayed in the Randil Kingdom for as long as two weeks was because, before the crisis was resolved, the Randil Kingdom was very dependent on my defense.

After all, after I finished off Fahim, I could already be considered the number one person in the world against the Resurrection Church.

Although I myself posed a very high risk.

But in a crisis, the king would rather trust me.

In recent decades, there have been heroes who have defeated bishops of the Resurrection Church.

But there had never been a record of defeating two bishops in such a short period of time.

And in a sense, I had even repelled the Frenzy Bishop, Clay.

The King: "Good, good. If there's anything you need, just let me know. You're welcome here, and you're welcome to come again."

Me: "...Okay, thank you, Your Majesty."

I increasingly felt that the king was like an uncle next door.

When I left the small town back then, the uncle next door had a similar expression.

It seemed he was a little eager for me to leave quickly, but didn't dare to show it.

I was used to it and didn't care.

The Norton Kingdom was my home.

I didn't care for other places.

...

After entering the banquet hall.

Generally speaking, as the protagonists of this victory banquet, many people of various backgrounds would come to flatter them.

But the actual situation at the moment was that, apart from a few bold ones, like the team from the Southern Kingdoms who dared to come and have a friendly and cordial meeting with them.

Everyone else was very politely keeping their distance.

I don't know if it was out of politeness or some other emotion, but everyone in the banquet hall was trying their best to praise my achievements.

I had proven with my strength that even without the title of Bishop of Agony, I was a figure worthy of the Bishop of Agony level.

If it was the last time in Tristine City, many people would have thought that Cloix and I were support, and the main force that defeated Ivans was the 8th-rank Special-Grade Card Maker, Ice Snow Princess, and the Holy Knight of the Church of the Sun God, Judith.

This time, everyone finally understood that the one who had truly buried Ivans must have also been me.

It was obvious that this time he had taken care of two bishops without relying on the assistance of any 8th-rank powerhouses.

He was an extremely terrifying demonic man.

He must not be underestimated.

It was supposed to be a victory banquet where they were the protagonists, but now it felt as if they didn't quite fit in with the banquet.

So the few of them could only gather together and helplessly chat among themselves.

"Actually, this time I really feel that the MVP wasn't me..."

I said dejectedly.

Although everyone was praising me this time, I myself felt very depressed.

This trip to the Randil Kingdom, in my opinion, many things went against my wishes.

It always felt as if several parties had their own plans, and they interfered with each other, and in the end, the situation became chaotic, and no one could predict the development of the situation.

And I just happened to grasp the situation by chance.

It felt a bit like a fluke.

And it also felt a bit like everything just fell into place without me even using my full strength.

This strange luck made me feel good, but not completely good.

My imouto card didn't even get a chance to appear!

Looking back now, the real turning point was actually when I met Clay.

Everything became too smooth, which led to the subsequent series of plans and actions.

PART 2

"The MVP you're referring to wouldn't be that Frenzy Bishop, would it, meow?"

The Cat Teacher asked, lying on Tata's head.

It was no longer afraid of Tata.

Although it was aware that Tata was also an underworld card maker, she was much purer than me at the moment.

Not a threat.

And after getting to know everyone in the team, the third person Tata started to get close to was the Cat Teacher.

She looked very calm.

But her eyes couldn't hide the throbbing desire to pet the Cat Teacher.

"Who else could it be? After Clay made that huge tempo play, Fahim was already half-dead before he even entered the stage."

I very much recognized the value of Clay as the MVP.

"Did Fahim even have a hope of escaping from you?"

Mi'e asked with a smile from the side.

"If Clay hadn't made that epic teammate-selling move at the end, Fahim might have really been able to escape from me. But whether he could escape from the Shadow Bishop, I don't know."

I waved my hand as if I didn't care.

Mi'e nodded, but seemed to have another doubt, and asked:

"How did you know it was the Shadow Bishop?"

Me: "A guess."

Then the two of them smiled without saying anything, and were silent for a while.

"By the way, if Clay knew that Morion was still alive, would he go to the Southern Kingdoms to pester Morion?"

Cloix suddenly remembered something and asked.

He felt that if Clay heard the news about Morion, he might really go to the Southern Kingdoms to track Morion down.

If these two were to meet, it might be very entertaining.

However, I shook my head and said with great conflict:

"To be honest, I really can't see through this person Clay now. Is he really a f***ing idiot or is he pretending to be a f***ing idiot..."

After carefully reviewing the entire process, I began to have a doubt.

Whenever my luck was too good, I would suspect whether there was an inevitability in the coincidence.

After all, low-probability events are hard to happen often.

What if.

Clay was not a f***ing idiot, but a real Zhuge Clay.

Then thinking about it this way, it's terrifying to think about.

Fahim's death would really not be an injustice!

Cloix, as a witness to the whole process, also understood my meaning and began to ponder.

But he soon had a question and asked:

"If Clay really wanted to help you, why didn't he just find you and state his opinion directly?"

"If he had come directly to cooperate with me, not only might I not have believed him, but I might have even screwed him over. So directly revealing his identity to find me would have been too risky, and it would have exposed the identity he had painstakingly built."

I explained with a helpless look.

Cloix nodded after hearing this.

He thought, holding his chin, and muttered his reasoning:

"...So Clay arrived at the royal capital early. His first goal was to disrupt the Resurrection Church's conspiracy against you, wanting to at least save you first... He was waiting in the suburbs for us to enter the city, and even later when we were looking for Tata, Clay was secretly monitoring us... After we entered the casino, Clay deliberately pretended to be an id... ahem, and then dramatically lost the Bishop's Certificate to you, thus handing over the intelligence and all the initiative to you without arousing your suspicion?"

Cloix also finally understood my deduction.

"You know, that actually sounds quite reasonable."

I said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

If Clay and I were really one willing to take a beating and the other willing to give it, then Fahim was completely designed and killed by the two of us.

Even if there was still a traitor bishop who had not appeared, Fahim indeed had no chance to counter.

"In that case, doesn't it make us look like the big villains, completely disregarding martial ethics and setting a trap to hunt the Corrupt Bishop?"

Mi'e lamented, listening to the two's reasoning.

"Let me put it this way, it's not 'look like', our team's reputation is already ruined!"

I smiled wryly, with a sense of having already given up on myself.

The problem now was not only that the boys' group of the Beautiful Mind Squad had killed Fahim in an extremely cruel way.

The girls' group was also unsettling.

Although the two of them and one cat had never appeared in the frontline battle throughout the whole process.

But the team from the Northern Kingdoms had also never appeared from beginning to end.

Anyone with discerning eyes knew that the team from the Northern Kingdoms would definitely cause trouble for me.

If this team had appeared, then the outcome of the final battle between me and Fahim would very likely have changed.

For the team from the Northern Kingdoms to disappear so mysteriously, the girls' group of the Beautiful Mind Squad, who seemed to have not been deployed, must have contributed greatly.

What was truly terrifying was—

All five members of the Northern Kingdoms' team had become imbeciles.

They were still in the hospital, only able to say "Abba abba."

The examination results showed that their brains had all been damaged by toxins.

Except for the team leader, Alik, who was attacked by Clay, the other four were all killed instantly by a sneak attack.

If not for an 8th-rank powerhouse, it would be almost impossible to do.

It's hard to imagine how the girls' group could have done it, even if they were the perpetrators.

And no matter how the clues were investigated, it showed that the girls' group's hands were clean!

The situation of these few people from the Northern Kingdoms had nothing to do with them at all!

Clearly, the locations where the girls' group and the Northern Kingdoms' team were before they disappeared largely overlapped!

But it just so happened that they could perfectly clear their names, leaving no flaws for people to find.

This perfect crime method made even the security forces of the Randil Kingdom feel a chill down their spines.

The final conclusion could only indicate that this unsolved case was very likely the work of that bishop who had never shown himself.

The result of the report immediately angered away the 8th-rank powerhouse who had come to support from the Northern Kingdoms.

Saying that this matter had nothing to do with this group of underworld people was fooling a ghost!

This conclusion was undoubtedly fooling idiots.

Or it was the Randil Kingdom's favoritism towards the Beautiful Mind Squad.

Or perhaps, they really didn't dare to investigate further.

I seemed to be deeply grieved by the team's current reputation.

"It's, it's okay. When it was just me and Dekan before, our reputation was already very bad. We never expected it to get better!"

Cornelia comforted me, saying.

"Why does that sound like you're saying 'a wife follows her husband no matter what'..."

Mi'e couldn't help but retort.

"N-no!"

Hearing Mi'e's words, Cornelia seemed a little embarrassed.

"Tata, I, let's go get some food."

"Okay..."

Although Tata was still a little afraid of Cornelia and Mi'e, she had temporarily confirmed that these two dangerous older sisters would not harm her and would protect her.

Those who were willing to protect her were all good people.

So Cornelia took Tata's hand and left.

"Get some food? You taught her that word, didn't you?"

Mi'e looked at me with great contempt.

These strange and vivid words most likely came from me.

"Ah ah, I was wrong. I shouldn't have taught her the language. Cloix should have taught her..."

I said with some shame.

However, at this time, Cloix was still seriously analyzing Clay's character, muttering to himself:

"If Clay isn't a fool, then not only is his combat power maxed out, but his strategy and acting skills are also terrifyingly good. What kind of top-tier spy is this..."

"If you guys keep deducing like this, I won't know if you're praising him or dissing him, meow..."

The Cat Teacher finally couldn't help but interrupt Cloix's reasoning.

"Forget it, if this goes on, I'm going to start deifying him too. Whatever Clay's character is, I'm looking forward to seeing him again anyway."

I patted Cloix's shoulder and said with a helpless smile,

"Let's go, let's get some food too."

"Get some food!"

"Get some food!"

"Get some food, meow!"