There’s Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!-Chapter 218

In the interrogation room.

"Senior Lars... I don't have the confidence. Could you please demonstrate for me..."

I looked away with some difficulty, appearing a little delicate, and said timidly.

My expression seemed to have exposed the fact that I was not good at interrogation.

"Hmph, hmph, then watch carefully. I'll only teach you once."

Lars turned around and said with a ferocious smile in a barely audible voice.

Although this little succubus did not fall into the trap.

But there was no doubt that she was incompetent for this job.

Even without tricking her, she would become a prisoner in less than two days.

Lars was thinking this in his heart.

As he walked towards this captured old human scholar.

Then, he began a series of processes of torturing and then healing the prisoner.

This made me look away in great pain.

The scene was a bit bloody for a moment, and it was even blurred out on the real world's side.

"Why isn't Dekan making a move to win those 210 points?"

"Is he pitying this old scholar?"

"A principle of clearing a Shadow World is not to care about the natives at critical moments, otherwise it will cause greater losses. Dekan wouldn't make such a mistake, would he!"

There have been challengers who, because they couldn't bear to sacrifice the natives of the Shadow World, and even developed feelings for them that they couldn't let go of, ended up making wrong judgments that led to the failure of the Shadow World, causing natural disasters in the real world.

Even though I hadn't challenged the Shadow World many times, old viewers all knew that I was always decisive and would not be held back by these things.

This guy must be thinking of something that ordinary humans couldn't understand again.

"Wait, what is Dekan's reaction?"

"No way..."

The spectators in the real world actually saw.

I, on the side, seemed to be trembling from being frightened by this cruel scene of torture!

My expression was like that of a little girl who had gone to the battlefield.

"You're f***ing acting! You think we haven't seen you work before, right?!"

Seeing my state, some viewers finally couldn't hold it in.

This guy's nerve must have snapped again!

He's not following the rules of the Shadow World.

He's not saving anyone.

He's not dealing with the demon.

He's actually crying over there!

...

"Sob, sob, he's so pitiful."

I wiped my face with both hands, tears streaming down my cheeks.

My sobbing voice sounded as if my heart was broken.

Although I had never acted as a woman.

But I had often seen girls cry.

For example, Iris and Ice Snow Princess, they cried so beautifully.

And I had also seen Tata's terrified expression.

That was practically my own face right now.

So I roughly knew how to act as my current self.

"You..."

Lars heard the sobbing, turned his head, and looked at me with some doubt about life.

Is there something wrong with this little succubus' f***ing brain?

Could it be that she's really pure?

Bah!

This kind of demon doesn't exist in this world!!

Not only Lars, but the old scholar, covered in blood, also tried to move his cloudy gaze to this crying demon.

Too strange.

Obviously, he couldn't understand what was going on for a moment.

"You, what on earth is wrong with you?"

Lars stared at me and asked.

For a moment, he suspected that this little succubus hadn't even graduated from the Demon Academy.

She had gotten into the prison through connections.

But getting into the prison, wasn't that also courting death?!

The little succubus sobbed a couple more times, then wiped away her tears.

She seemed to be trying hard not to cry.

The little succubus stared at the old scholar's miserable state, then moved her gaze to Lars.

"I, I can no longer tolerate your cruel behavior!"

The little succubus' eyes became more and more determined, as if a trace of anger was gradually ignited in her fragile heart.

Just as Lars was full of question marks.

"You cruel demon! You have hurt my feelings!"

I shouted my classic scoundrel declaration.

At the same time, my 60x pain reflection three-piece set appeared.

Lars immediately clutched his chest and knelt on the ground.

While his face was filled with horror, blood also began to overflow from the corner of his mouth.

"This... what is going on?!"

Lars was very sure.

Not only was he injured, but he had also lost a full half of his Devil Points!!!

His 1200 Devil Points instantly became 600!

In the rules of the first level of the prison.

There was only one situation where half of the Devil Points would be deducted.

That was if he had attacked another jailer!!

But he had clearly done nothing just now except for interrogating the prisoner!!

He hadn't laid a finger on this little succubus at all!

"Hee hee hee hee."

Seeing Lars' wonderful expression, I couldn't help but cover my mouth and let out a delighted laugh, completely losing the weak feeling from just now.

At this moment, I looked extremely enchanting, like a little succubus who had released her true nature.

"!"

However, I suddenly realized that although my experiment was successful, I couldn't expose my true self!

I'm still accumulating merit!

I hurriedly suppressed the urge to even throw my head back and laugh, and coughed lightly twice.

I returned to my original dignified appearance.

This made Lars stunned.

He felt that this little succubus was unusually strange.

Just now, her true nature was completely exposed. Was there still a need to pretend?

She must be seriously ill!!!

Like a pervert!

Now Lars was also very clearly aware that his situation might be a little bad.

Because this little succubus was much more terrifying than he had imagined!

"I clearly didn't do anything to you! Why was it counted as me actively attacking you! And it's me who's injured!!"

Lars shouted in pain.

Although he really wanted to kill this little succubus at all costs now.

But his instincts told him that it was very dangerous ahead!

If he didn't kill her in a few hits, he would lose his jailer status!

"You hurt my feelings."

"I have a kind heart, I like humans. When I see you torturing humans, my heart hurts so much that I can't breathe."

"You felt my heartache just now, didn't you?"

I said with an expression full of pity and compassion.

On the way to the interrogation room, I had tested the judgment logic of the demon bracelet.

As an expert in magic engineering, especially the principles of demon magic, I quickly completed the inspection of the demon bracelet.

Although due to the excessively high rank of the demon bracelet's creator, I couldn't rewrite its program.

But it was still possible to check the basic logic of the formula.

The way the demon bracelet judged an attack was determined by damage and pain.

For example.

A normal pat on the shoulder would certainly not be judged as an attack.

But if the pat was very hard, causing pain and injury, then it would undoubtedly be an attack!

Logically speaking.

A pain like heartache, no matter how much one hypnotized themselves into feeling it, would be difficult to meet the standard of an attack judgment.

But my pain components could amplify the pain I endured by 6 times.

It was truly a heart-wrenching pain, my heart was aching.

So it successfully triggered the judgment of Lars attacking me and deducted Lars' Devil Points.