Yu-Gi-Oh! Your Friends Are Fighting Out of the Underworld

Chapter 318 Get Out of This World [Unprovoked]

"In any case, in order to prevent further chaos within the organization, let's finalize the action plan first."

In the slightly dimly lit conference room, the three musketeers continued their conversation.

But compared to the meticulous and sophisticated strategies that most people perceive, their thinking is clearly much simpler:
"I suggest taking direct action against Haima Group."

"This is what Ameruda said when he founded the kingdom."

“The card experts from the International Illusion Society are always on the move, and each of them is proud and has their own plans. Even their commanders may not be able to know their location in real time. It is a very troublesome thing to make them lose their combat ability in one go, but the Kaiba Group is different!”

At this point, Ameruda's expression turned cold:
"The Kaiba Group itself is a military-industrial enterprise that has transformed. Although it successfully hosted Duel City, it doesn't have much of a foundation in the wizarding card industry. In addition, Seto Kaiba has always been arrogant and conceited, and he has never known how to conceal his position..."

"So, as long as we get rid of Seto Kaiba, the Kaiba Group will collapse immediately... That's what you're trying to say, right?"

"Yes."

Meeting Baron's slightly amused gaze, Ameruda's attitude was resolute.

"You guys need to cover for me while I take care of Seto Kaiba. Once that guy is down, the Kaiba Group will naturally collapse."

Of course, Ameruda himself definitely had his own selfish motives; his obsession with destroying the Kaiba Corporation and Seto Kaiba was almost overflowing.

But Baron had no intention of correcting this, after all, which of them who joined Doma had not experienced suffering?

"So, Rafael, what do you think? I think it's feasible. With our abilities... especially yours, you should be able to handle even if that Duel King interferes, right?"

Baron was very clear about this.

When he chose to join this organization, he could feel the mountain-like aura emanating from that man.

Even though that imposing aura seems to have vanished now, even though... um?

"Disappeared?"

Just as Baron subconsciously moved toward the tall figure in the other corner of the table, he discovered that the oppressive weight that had always been there had completely vanished at that moment.

Rafael—the strongest and oldest member of the Three Musketeers—no longer has that composure on his face.

His once resolute face was now covered in cold sweat, and his blank gaze seemed to be fixed on another world.

"Rafiru?"

The questioning voice was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, and the man's expression quickly became distorted.

"Gu..."

He groaned in pain and instinctively tried to reach out, but his body, having lost its balance, fell directly off the seat.

"Hey, Rafael! What's wrong with you?!"

His expression was like that of a drowning person who had been deprived of air; even though he could hear the chaos around him, he was unable to give any response.

As the familiar melody gradually became clearer, a ray of light appeared before his eyes:

"A...Aetos?"

He instinctively reached out his hand, but it fell limply to his sides.

"Hey, Rafael!!!"

Amidst the horrified gazes of his colleagues, Rafiru's expression gradually became serene.

Like a sleeping baby, he murmured:

"Dad, Mom."

…………

"Dad, Mom."

"Sonia, Julian."

As the green light collapsed, Youming saw the surrounding scenery rapidly change—he had thus traveled from that isolated island, which seemed to be at the edge of the world, to a graveyard shrouded in thick fog.

To be honest, he didn't know where he was, but it didn't matter. The figure and the boy not far away could prove who this scenery belonged to.

“Rafiru…” Yumei sighed as he watched the boy digging at the grave.

This man may have survived the loneliest period thanks to his strong willpower, but that doesn't mean his wounds have healed.

Orichalcos is a force that guides the darkness within, and constantly using this power means constantly exposing one's inner pain. The suffering will only fester and eventually lead the person to choose to avoid and escape.

Then, everything was blamed on that thing:

"destiny."

Accompanied by cold words, the effeminate man in white robes appeared beside the grave.

"It is very regrettable to say this, but in that catastrophe, you were the only warrior chosen by fate. Your parents, your brother and sister did not survive the disaster."

"Fate took away my family..."

"No, it was fate that allowed you to survive that shipwreck, and having experienced hardship, you are bound to achieve something great."

"As..."

"That's right, humanity is inherently filthy, and you, having endured trials, have passed the world's test, so try to transform that pain into strength."

"strength……"

He instinctively gripped the card in his hand, and the light in the boy's eyes gradually faded.

Like a mirror reflecting light, the shadows reflected on his arm, forming a dark duel disk.

But just before he could insert the card, a large hand stopped him.

"There's no need for this."

The boy slowly raised his head, only to see a completely opposite patch of black.

There were no superstitious words, and a solemn expression appeared on his pale yet handsome face:

"Words like 'fate' are nothing but a cage. He describes you as a 'beneficiary' just to make you suffer alone."

"But my whole family is dead."

He killed him.

"?!!!"

A certain tremor appeared in the boy's eyes. He seemed to want to say something, but no sound came out.

He could only watch helplessly as the man in black placed his hand on his shoulder:
"This guy caused a shipwreck, swallowing everyone on board, including your parents, your younger siblings, and other innocent people. Countless families and countless lives that should have had bright futures were destroyed by him. This is the kind of person who is now standing in front of you."

Then he paused.

Rafiru could see the magnificent red light shining beneath the white curtain.

"What do you think should be done?"

Then, that ball of fire also ignited his consciousness:
"Defeat him...kill him!"

"Haha, yes, that's right, that's exactly it."

The words, though filled with hatred, were met with praise.

"What's the point of internal strife? The enemy is right in front of us. There's only one thing to do."

You Ming looked at the man named Dazi. In the mist, his expression could only be described as ferocious.

Darkness spread, and the white robe twisted into a black cloak.

Gazing at the shrill, soul-severing Grim Reaper, You Ming clenched his fists:

"Get out of this child's heart—Orichalcos."

[Congratulations, host, for defeating duelist 'Rafiru (Soulbreaker)'. You have earned 700 points in this duel.]