Duels should be played with a smile.

Leyou took two steps back, creating some distance between herself and Alai. At this moment, Leyou was also a little unsure of what Alai really meant.

Judging from the card stories in Yu-Gi-Oh!, Aleister himself was undoubtedly a genius, and a super genius who went a few steps beyond geniuses—commonly known as a madman.

Leyou wouldn't be surprised if someone like that did something.

Moreover, Aleister shouldn't be such a frivolous person, so it's necessary to be a little cautious when someone does something that doesn't fit their nature.

"It's alright, it's alright~" Alai seemed very amiable, and didn't feel embarrassed at all in the face of Leyou's rejection.

He pulled out a very large and thick book as if by magic and threw it directly to Leyou.

"Going from strangers to close friends only requires time for each other to get to know each other. And I happen to have quite a bit of free time; I have plenty of time to have in-depth conversations with you and get to know each other better..."

Alai's tone seemed intentional, sounding somewhat strange. Leyou, who considered himself to be able to keep up with the pace of the car, naturally understood the deeper meaning behind it.

So as he caught the book that Alai threw at him, he took a few more steps back.

Nantong and such are enough.

"Familiarity is essential between people. Although people cannot understand each other, communication can still be somewhat helpful."

Opening the massive tome in his hands, the first page was filled with countless intricate magical runes, reminding Leyou of the fear he felt when learning English and reading articles or studying Japanese katakana.

"Exchange is essential, and I am also interested in why Mr. Aleister is here, but in-depth exchange is unnecessary, as I am a man with three wives."

Anyway, there was no one else here, and Leyou didn't care at all about making such a shameless statement.

But as soon as he said it, he felt something was wrong.

Damn, Aleister is a scumbag! The song he just sang had the lyrics changed! Did I just say that to make him even more...

A faint sense of hostility crept into Leyou's heart... He certainly didn't know magic, but if necessary later, a dark duel wouldn't be out of the question.

Before considering anything else, the God of Pure Love's first principle is to annihilate the Minotaur.

Coincidentally, in all of Mr. Aleister's various deeds and derivative works, he is not a minotaur, but at least he has nothing to do with a pure love god of war—and he is basically a behind-the-scenes mastermind type of guy, and has absolutely nothing to do with a good person.

Hmph! I just happened to walk in and was singing. What a coincidence!

"Ha ha ha ha--"

A burst of very healthy laughter came from Alai's mouth, interrupting Leyou's thoughts.

"As expected of my future boss, he's just my type!"

Aleister suddenly winked at Leyou, and with that strange expression, Leyou felt like he was saying something like, "Now that I know you have three wives, I'm sure you're my friend," like a minotaur.

"Wait? What did you call me? Boss?"

"That's right, that's right~ I've been waiting here for so long, I've been looking forward to it like the stars and the moon, and finally, Boss, you've arrived~"

With his flamboyant and exaggerated movements and unusually joyful expression, if Leyou hadn't sensed that Alai wasn't hostile, he would have already pulled out his Duel Disk and started a fight.

He was quite adept at this kind of operation—appearing amicable on the surface while secretly preparing to strike at any moment.

"Don't be so affectionate... You're longing for the stars and the moon, but this place is underground. You're probably only longing for the stars and the moon in your dreams?"

Although Alai has the face of a young man, his actual age is unknown. He is a complete old monster. He saw through Leyou's wariness at a glance, put his staff aside, and spread his hands to indicate that he had no hostility.

"The story here is a long one..."

"Then get to the point," Le You said coldly, not giving him any chance to bluff his way out.

If the Snow Woman were still awake and able to fight, he was prepared to team up with her and teach her a lesson first.

"Hurry up and get to the point. If you can't get it out, either you leave, or you're not leaving at all," Leyou urged again.

Upon hearing this, Aleister immediately picked up the staff he had just put down, narrowed his eyes, and stared intently at Leyou: "Aren't you afraid I'll attack you?"

“From the moment I entered until I became wary of you, you had many opportunities to attack me.” Le You glanced at the somewhat mysterious-looking staff, then lowered his head again to peruse the spellbook in his hand, responding calmly.

Although he couldn't understand any of the runes in the book, that didn't stop him from pretending he could.

"If you didn't choose to attack, it's either because you don't know how or you can't—for example, your summoning magic and your summoned beasts can't directly attack me; you have to duel me first—such a sneak attack is meaningless."

"Or perhaps the reason you're not taking action is the story you're about to tell?"

"Clap clap-"

Aleister suddenly clapped his hands, and with a flick of his wrist, just like how Leyou hadn't seen him pull out his staff and spellbook before, he made his staff disappear as well.

"That's great, I'm starting to look forward to the good days ahead... Let's talk things out, don't resort to violence."

Faced with Leyou's silent act of pulling out a Duel Disk and then transforming it into a greatsword right in front of him, ready to chop someone up at any moment, Aleister finally calmed down.

Even now, Leyou still hasn't figured out this guy's background.

Being pointed at with a greatsword and still grinning, Leyou wouldn't believe he didn't have a backup plan—that's the intuition of a fellow LYB (a player who often tries to outmaneuver others).

"Alright, enough with the silliness. Let's get straight to the point. Where is this place? What are you doing here? What does your boss mean... and what is your purpose?"

Leyou casually found a chair to sit down, took out three Magic Bell Cave cards and rubbed them together in his hands, waiting for Alai to continue.

Perhaps he had had enough of his antics, Alai also put away his previous unruly attitude, snapped his fingers at the magic book in Leyou's hand, and the pages began to turn rapidly.

"To make a long story short, I've written most of the things down in my diary. I'll tell you about the important points I didn't write down separately."

Alai snapped his fingers at Leyou, giving Leyou a buff that was probably something like "language proficiency," and then began to tell his story.

After complaining, "No serious person writes a diary; what they write isn't their true feelings," Leyou started flipping through the book she had previously thought was a magic book, which was actually a large diary.

"First, to answer your question, as you can see, this is the Magic Academy of Lamaisson. Of course, for some reasons, it is no longer as prosperous as it once was. The specific reasons are written in the diary, so I won't go into details."

"Then the second question, what I have to do here is very simple, just wait for you."

"I'll call you boss because you are my boss."

"And finally, my purpose..."

Alai stared intently at Leyou, making Leyou feel somewhat uncomfortable, before slowly speaking.

"My goal is to complete the tasks assigned to me by others, and then follow you."

"And the content of the commission is this..."

Alai reached into his wide robe and took out a card.

A card protected by an ordinary transparent card sleeve.

A card was handed to him by Alai with great seriousness.

Before even having a chance to examine which card it was, Leyou felt a surge of excitement simply from receiving the card from Alai's hand.

I felt as if countless images were flashing before my eyes.

All that could be seen were countless dazzling magical lights, which, through various incredible means, built a magnificent magical city on a barren plain.

The city is prosperous and thriving, and the people living in it always have smiles on their faces.

Until that day, the world changed color.

Disaster struck.

The city's magicians and even more powerful sorcerers all stepped forward to fight against the sudden natural disaster, which was caused by gods from another world.

Its name is Earthbound God.

Earthbound gods are far from powerful and do not live up to the word "god" in their names.

However, due to the intervention of another external force, the three towers supporting the magical city collapsed in the disaster.

"Later, after countless years, and with the surviving people making countless efforts, they finally pieced together a new tower from the ruins of the three towers. But the glory of the magical city had long been buried in the dust of history."

"And the rebuilt tower is right here, right here on this card in your hand."

"【Divine Judgment of the Magic Book】"

Chapter Twenty-Six: On the Unnecessity of Divine Judgment

"Clap clap-"

Applause broke out somewhat abruptly in the hall.

This is applause from Leyou for Aleister.

"Boss?" Aleister looked puzzled. His actual age was unknown, but he looked no more than 24 years old, like a studious student who hadn't lost his youthful innocence.

But standing opposite him was not a kind and approachable teacher or professor, but a stoic and expressionless Leyou.

"To be fair, the story was told quite well."

While Alai was telling the story of divine judgment, Leyou was not idle either, multitasking by briefly flipping through the large diary in his hand.

The story told by Alai is just a summary; more details are mentioned in the diary, which not only enriches Alai's story but also fills in the complete picture.

Leyou examined the divine judgment that Alai handed him, touched it, and then calmed down to carefully sense it. After confirming that it was correct, he put it away.

Then, as if nothing had happened, he stared at Alai with a blank expression.

The story was well told, and the diary entries were well written, but... to put it bluntly, any third-rate writer online could come up with several different stories of this caliber in ten minutes.

As for diaries... can a written diary still be called a diary?

"Boss's ring... Boss is such a cautious person!" Looking at Leyou, who was still on guard, Alai shook his head helplessly.

Perhaps to gain Leyou's trust, Aleister thought for a moment and then spoke again: "The original story may differ slightly from what I recorded and what I told you, but I am willing to swear on my name, Aleister, that what I said is true."

"Is it alright..." Leyou raised her head slightly, glanced at Alai out of the corner of her eye, and then continued to lower her head, flipping through the large diary in her hand.

"I haven't even said much yet, and you've already admitted there's a discrepancy... This behavior of yours is very bad in my eyes."

"Oh, don't worry about such small details... It's normal for the original story to differ from the circulated records..." Alai scratched his head awkwardly, then looked to the side, avoiding direct eye contact with Leyou, like a shy, timid young man.

"Alright... a slight discrepancy is indeed within the reasonable range."

Leyou closed the large diary in his hand, stroked the texture on the cover, and examined it over and over as if it were an antique before handing it to Alai.

Alai quickly reached out to take it, but as he held onto one end of the diary and prepared to put it back, he noticed that Leyou was looking at him with a half-smile on her face and didn't let go.

“Boss?” Alai whispered.

"What...?"

"It's nothing." Le You smiled, but still didn't let go. A glint flashed in his eyes, and the surrounding dimensions seemed to shrink a bit.

"I just think your acting is pretty good... If it weren't for the slightly excessive deliberate actions, I almost would have been fooled."