My Magical Card Tavern

The card appeared right after the Fate Generator's records were updated.

Ginnell sat down and took a deep breath.

Is this revealing another possibility of fate to him?

If something truly devastates Silver Star City, or even the entire Northern Union, then the events recorded on this card could very well happen.

The highest level is a two-star mage, and the lowest is a mage apprentice like Morin.

If such a group of people were to encounter a real natural disaster, very few of them would be able to survive safely.

Moreover, this is under the premise that they remain indifferent and do not get involved in dangerous matters.

Ginell had already figured out why they had stepped into this dangerous situation.

For family, friends, and loved ones; for Silver Star City and the Northern Union.

Or perhaps like Graham.

For the honor of being a magician.

Ginnell suddenly laughed.

Interesting, is this some kind of pressure they're putting on me?

Ginnell picked up the card case and shook it, trying to find out if a cute little elf lived inside, and that elf was trying to put pressure on him.

"Sorry, your Uncle Gene has never been one to take pressure."

"I'm a pretty outgoing person."

"That's why I usually really enjoy putting pressure on others."

To be on the safe side, let's start with the guests in the second half of the day when the pressure is high.

Especially that old man who lives right next to Silver Star City.

When the second half of the business hours started, Yin Xing's mind went blank.

Because Gianna was scrutinizing the old man in front of her with the look she had just learned from her mentor Roman, and she blurted out, "How can someone your age like you drink beer?"

Why can't you strive and revitalize your life?

"Um, little Ginnell, I'd like to say something."

Yin Xing silently finished her first beer.

"The changing seasons and the passage of time in the sense of you humans, or more precisely, intelligent life, are actually meaningless to me."

"If I could, or if I needed to, I could put my past self in an eternal summer, or an endless winter."

"Of course, the things involved are quite advanced, knowledge that is beyond your current level, and listening to too much of it won't do you any good."

Ginnell disagreed.

"Don't treat me like I'm illiterate. I at least know basic things like nature's regulatory capabilities."

"If there's any adjustment, then there's a purpose. Isn't what you're doing all about achieving a certain goal?"

Yin Xing opened her mouth, then shook her head helplessly.

"It's different. The natural regulatory ability you're talking about is nature itself."

"Just like some places lack magic, and some places where evil people gather, even holy light can hardly set foot in them. This is a kind of law in itself."

"What I mean is that I can bypass the rules entirely, meaning I can become a wise ruler or a tyrant, it's all up to me, and absolutely no one can defy me."

Silver Star added another sentence.

"Even nature's ability to regulate itself is insufficient, because my own existence is greater than nature's."

Ginell's tactical fadeaway.

Well, this is indeed a bit beyond his knowledge.

Although he could understand the surface meaning, Ginell admitted that he was not capable of delving into the details at the moment.

Silver Star asked, "Little Ginnell, what's gotten into you today that you're suddenly asking me if I'm working hard enough?"

Gianna's eyes suddenly turned somewhat strange.

Wait a minute, it seems he's been overlooking something all along.

Is it possible that this old man, Yin Xing, has been corrupted by evil forces, or even demonized?

The establishment and prosperity of Silver Star City can be said to have been built on the fact that a fallen, dead star had been created.

If the logic were to be more logical, if Silver Star were influenced by some unknown entity or unknown believer and instantly turned into a demon...

If it were him, he certainly has the ability to turn Silver Star City into complete ruins in a short period of time.

Just as if a family's basic economic means were taken away, the magicians and diviners of Silver Star City would find that the celestial omens were inaccurate, or even that there were various traps that led people to corruption and sacrifice.

At that time, the Dark Forest will rise directly from the ground, and incidentally pull out any star debris that may exist deep underground, and install it with a click in the head position of a normal life form.

Alright, the entire Silver Star City, and the Northern Alliance, can now embark on a sweat-drenched super dungeon run.

Even if a top-tier professional team is formed, it would still have to be at least a 100-player raid.

"Old man, are you alright?"

Silver Star was stunned.

"It's nothing. Ever since you came up with the Silver Star series of cards and those kids tried them out, I feel like I'm in a better state than before."

Ginnell nodded.

"That's good, that's good. You should speak up if you have any questions. Even if it's outside of normal business hours, just use the method you used when we talked last time."

Knowing that his words weren't enough, Ginnell simply showed the two cards to Silver Star.

After reading it, Silver Star also fell silent. No wonder Little Ginnell spoke to him like that.

If you were to list the most likely potential threats, then he would indeed be the most likely one.

A bell rang at the door, and Luke walked in slowly, just in time to see the old man and the young man staring at each other.

"Ginnell, I can sense that you have defeated him."

"But why do I feel not humiliation and a desire to strive harder, but a strange sense of relief?"

Genelle snapped out of his daze and waved his hand after hearing Luke's words.

"Never mind how Graham feels, just tell me whether I won or not."

"I've beaten all the young men from your tribe so badly they're in need of emergency treatment. I was absolutely ruthless."

As for the combat skills that Zhong Deng taught him, Ginnell did not reveal them to others.

I have a feeling that if Luke found out about this thing, he might criticize me for lacking the spirit of a warrior.

But Ginell stated that he was never a warrior.

For the sake of the present situation, he could be a magician, a believer in the Holy Light, or, if all else fails, he could reveal his true identity as a tavern owner.

Anyway, I'm not a warrior, so whether or not I have a warrior's spirit is irrelevant to me!

Luke nodded silently, but Ginell raised his hand to interrupt his thoughts.

"Hey Luke, how about you don't send Graham back yet? I need him to help me hone my combat skills."

"Also, whether it's in a tavern or outside, I need someone to do odd jobs for me."

Luke looked up and frowned.

"The orcs think differently from you humans."

Ginnell pointed to Silver Star.

"He is not human. There are three talking beings here, each representing one of the three races."

"I know what you're worried about, but I can use cards to condense your battle sword, which is theoretically a symbol of status."

"And the most important point is..."

"Grem can't beat me."