My Magical Card Tavern

The contract was made in triplicate, with one copy each for the Mage's Guild and Genelec, and the third copy given to the Church of Holy Light, the certifying party.

The reason why the Holy Light Church was chosen as the third party, rather than the relevant departments of the Northern Union, is naturally due to some considerations of the Mage's Guild.

Ginnell had no doubt about the reputation of the Church of Holy Light, nor did he care about the relationship between the Mage's Guild and the Northern Alliance.

Ginnell now felt his card case was burning hot.

His nut-making technique is about to be unlocked!

Seeing that Ginnell readily signed his name on the contract, all the magicians present smiled, and their gazes toward Ginnell became even more friendly.

The other party knew there was a story behind seeking the Holy Light Church as a third-party guarantor, but instead of asking questions, they chose to trust the Mage Guild's actions.

As the trusted party, they were naturally willing to do something for Gianna.

The payment of the contract fee was also very ceremonial, or rather, it was filled with the grandeur of the Mage Guild.

The gold coins were neatly stacked in an expensive leather trunk, which was opened to verify the number before being given to Gianna.

Each gold coin shone brilliantly, lying quietly on the silk cushions inside the suitcase like a perfectly aligned army.

The gold coin is free of greasy shine and fingerprints, and there is no dust that obscures its golden luster. Even the edges show no signs of wear or scratches from use or bumps.

Each gold coin was treated like a precious gem by the logistics manager, and the daily cleaning and maintenance work was never neglected.

The gold coins in this suitcase have transcended their normal monetary function, taking on a more sophisticated etiquette-related attribute.

It's fair to say that the Mage Guild is often stereotyped and unfairly labeled.

But this stereotype is now in Gianna's own hands.

But then again...

This stereotype is good; we must maintain the habits of the Mage's Guild.

Ginnell conjured a brand new card and handed it to the old man. Then, Roman personally led Morin and Ginnell out of the meditation room.

For at least the next two or three days, Roman will not be able to use his meditation room by himself.

As soon as Morin stepped out of the meditation room, he took a deep breath, savoring the rare fresh air.

I felt like I was suffocating inside, and in every sense of the word.

Morin said, "I say, aren't you curious why those mages scored so clearly?"

Genele spread his hands and said.

"Aren't you curious why I gave you the cards instead of going to the magic academy in Silver Star City to find a genius?"

"In this kind of thing, you locals have your own ideas, and I have mine."

Morin was delighted and secretly kept this kindness in his heart.

Although the circumstances surrounding these two matters are somewhat different, the underlying principles are indeed similar.

After leaving the meditation room, Ginnell carefully introduced Graham to Morin.

After the identities of the two top toddlers were basically confirmed, this was their first meeting. Both Morin and Graeme were a little confused as they extended their hands to shake hands, which was considered a standard courtesy.

"Alright, I'll take Gram to the tavern now. After that, I shouldn't have anything else to do at the Mage's Guild."

Ginnell said, "That card isn't a physical object, meaning it will remain in card form until it's invaded or affected by other forces, or even until it's attacked and dissipates."

"In theory, cards can exist for a long time, and they should definitely last for ten days. Of course, I haven't calculated the maximum time myself."

If the Mage Guild becomes curious about the form of card magic, chooses to analyze the structure of the magic and the workings of its power, and damages the card.

Morin extended his fist.

"I understand, it costs extra, right?"

Ginnell also extended his fist and bumped it with his.

"That's right, it costs extra, and after-sales service isn't included."

Brand new magic—the allure of such a thing to a magician is no less than that of a money-grubber seeing gold coins.

But it's nothing, it's only human nature.

Ginnell led Graham through the dark forest back into the tavern.

Upon entering, Graeme's expression clearly changed. He couldn't help but start moving his arms, swinging his enhanced weapon a couple of times.

"Grem feels completely healed!"

Genele glanced back at him, a card appearing in his hand.

New cards will only appear in the form of card packs when the quantity increases; single cards, like they are now, will not.

[Two-Star Character Card: Graham]

Race: Orc

[Class: Warrior]

[Quality: Rare]

[Ability: The longer Graeme survives a turn on the field, the stronger he becomes. His attack power and health will increase once.]

Ok?

The more you fight, the stronger you become; you can grow indefinitely depending on the rounds?

Is this a characteristic that rare cards can have?

Ginnell realized that this might be related to Graeme's talent; the power of the cards was essentially a manifestation of the Fate Generator.

If we can approach it from this angle, we might even be able to determine a person's future strength directly from their cards.

Of course, this is on the premise that the person lives to see the future.

"Grem, sit down, I'll show you something fun now."

Ginnell placed his card case on the bar and casually made a beer, pushing it over.

After doing all this, Gianna solemnly opened the suitcase and counted out ninety-nine gold coins.

While it would be extravagant to put all the money in at once, the tavern's customer traffic hasn't reached that level yet, so we have to be careful with our spending.

There are ways to play when you're rich, and there are ways to survive when you're conventional.

After the first gold coin was successfully integrated into the card box, Ginnell's smile became more pronounced.

it works!

As he watched the piles of gold coins being tossed into the card box, Graham swallowed hard.

It felt like such a waste, but he couldn't understand why someone as smart as Genelec would be so wasteful.

The 90th gold coin, the 99th gold coin...

enough!

Including the one gold coin Morin gave me at the beginning, the recharge amount has reached one hundred gold coins.

The card case lit up with a golden light, and golden patterns gradually appeared on the antique surface of the case. Subtitles that only Gianna could see quickly scrolled across the screen.

Changes have occurred in card rental revenue.

Current progress: 100 gold coins

[The Nuts skill has been unlocked for the Tavern Owner; additional Tavern configurations are being added.]

A slight tremor suddenly appeared inside the tavern, and Ginell's eyes quickly regained their composure.

He entered a meditative state, and even after reaching his daily meditation limit, he successfully meditated again!

Magic was roaming, holy light was cheering, and even the relatively weak battle aura roared, yet it felt like a kitten hissing.

Graham stared wide-eyed at him, his eyes filled with confusion.

Ginell is getting stronger!