Duels should be played with a smile.

"I won't let you say another word to Judai... Get the hell out of here, you woman!"

"Get away from Judai and disappear completely!"

Like an apex predator, Huber has issued his own declaration of "predation".

"Duel!"

……

As Caesar emerged from the airport, carrying his shoulder bag, his steps light and quick.

He felt he was quite lucky.

After completing his brief studies in the Superdimensional Dimension, he managed to book the last flight back to the Merged Dimension.

Recently, things have been a bit turbulent across various dimensions. Due to the impact of the dimensional storm, the flight he boarded was the last one in about a week, and whether it will reopen after a week depends on the "weather conditions" afterwards.

Having been away from his hometown for some time, Caesar walked along the road, occasionally glancing at the surrounding street scene to see if it had changed since he left. As he walked, his originally light steps gradually slowed down.

As he walked, he changed his original plan to transfer and return to the college.

Open the Duel Disk, change the map navigation to a relatively sparsely populated area, and Caesar sets off again.

He also took out his own deck and made adjustments as he walked.

Before long, he arrived at a secluded alley.

Whether there was a story or a customary rule about this alley, Caesar smelled a faint scent of blood as he approached it.

Leaving aside why there would be a deserted alley in such a prime location as near the airport, Caesar discovered no fewer than ten bloodstains and signs of a struggle within just a few seconds of approaching the alley.

In short, from any perspective, this is a very suitable place to resolve some private matters.

"So, having followed me for so long, could you please reveal your true form now?"

Perhaps it was because he had spent too much time with the old man from the Duel Temple that Caesar was led astray as soon as he opened his mouth, but that's not a big problem.

Because the person who was following them had already shown up.

"Hahahaha~~~ This is just my style!"

A burst of arrogant laughter made Caesar frown slightly.

It's a woman.

Caesar felt he wasn't very good at dealing with women.

Fortunately, as long as he doesn't see this person as a woman... If there's hostility, then she's an enemy; if there's no hostility... Caesar doesn't think he can be like those dueling stars on TV, followed by fervent female fans...

Besides, what kind of fanatical female fan could laugh with that arrogant, condescending laughter that you could feel from afar?

Caesar considered himself a proud man, but he felt he couldn't do what this woman did.

The laughter continued for a long time, probably due to exceptionally good lung capacity, until Caesar began to grow impatient, at which point a fiery red figure emerged from the shadows.

She is like a blazing flame, freely spreading her passion and giving it to everyone—but her purpose is definitely not to warm others.

Rather, it was so that she could stand high above them, watching those scorched by the flames, their faces contorted in agony, kneeling at her feet, desperately begging her to withdraw the unbearable heat.

At that moment, she would... make those flames burn even more fiercely.

“Ha, so small.” Garumier twirled a strand of her hair with her fingertips, glancing casually at the phantom of the electronic dragon spirit that had appeared behind Caesar, and said this.

Chapter 42: A World Where Only Jack Is Wounded, Achieved

In the spacious and bright conference room, ten shimmering dots were displayed on the projection screen on the wall.

A few days ago, these dots were all fine, but in the last few days, they went out one by one.

Only the last one remained, still shining brightly.

"My Lord, isn't this a bit..." The former Darkness, now Gohar, stood respectfully to the side, his back hunched, and asked the person in front of him in a low voice.

If he could voice his doubts, he would really like to ask why they went to all that trouble to provide exclusive cards for a bunch of incompetent guys.

If they had powerful cards and achieved good results, he naturally wouldn't say anything... But seeing all the lights go out, with only the last one still lit, Gohar felt that his thoughts were not clear.

Based on his knowledge gleaned from the negative emotions of countless people, he felt that sending someone to deliver a gift when one could have acted directly was a classic villainous act—and as far as he knew, villains who did this never ended up in a bad way.

"It's alright, everything is under control... I originally just had the idea of ​​making use of waste, taking these things that were originally beyond my control and using them to cause them some trouble. Even if they don't have much effect now, it won't affect my plan."

K held the red glasses in his hand, swinging them casually. His nonchalant manner didn't seem like an act; he genuinely didn't care at all.

“Using other people’s things to deal with those who oppose me has at least provided me with some entertainment.”

"As long as my original plan is not hindered, other minor details are insignificant."

“But you…” K, who was sitting in the chair, turned around and looked at the tool that he had initially pulled up with the same nonchalant gaze.

At this moment, Gohar revealed his true colors as a sycophant. Without the slightest hesitation, he knelt down on one knee and said, "Your Majesty, please give your orders, and I will do my best to fulfill them!"

"There's no need to be so tense... Although our ultimate goal might be frightening to the people of this world if revealed, it's just a lighthearted and enjoyable matter for us..."

"It's just a game..."

With one hand supporting his chin, a thoughtful look flashed in K's eyes.

"Speaking of which, you seem to have brought back a rather unruly fellow before. Why don't you take him along this time and lend a hand to the remaining little sister..."

"She likes to cause destruction, and the two of you have done this kind of destruction countless times. You two can probably get along."

"Yes!"

Without asking why he was doing it, Gohar acted like a cold and ruthless RPG speedrunner, only needing to know where the quest was and what to do.

As for the reasons... speedrunners never care about these things.

After Gohar left, K, who had been half-lying on the chair, finally sat up straight. He waved his hand on the wall, and the projection screen that had been displaying dots of light was replaced with something else.

A series of cards that had never appeared in this world before were displayed on the wall. K stroked his chin, pondering what cards he should put into this world next to ensure his plan would proceed smoothly.

Whether it's a strong card or a weak card, based on the special rules of this world, its impact is significant. If it weren't for the fact that he had just arrived, he wouldn't have printed a bunch of fake cards right away.

"This time... let's print some weak cards to make up the numbers and balance things out... I've got it! Let's print some cards that look good but aren't very strong. These cards will be popular because they're good-looking, leading to a significant increase in their numbers, but they won't make the people in this world stronger. These kinds of cards are the best choice!"

K selected several cards from the planned card printing that showed an inverse relationship between strength and appearance, and sent them to the World Will in a special way. K felt that this was not safe enough, so he waved his hand again and replaced the projection screen on the wall with something else.

This time, what appeared on the projection screen had absolutely nothing to do with the card.

“A good businessman never has just one plan... Powerful cards are the best tool for dealing with the people of this world, but for dealing with other beings... the deeper your connection with this world, the more you will fall into my plans!”

"We must use external things to deal with outsiders!"

……

Stepping out of the conference room, the surroundings instantly darkened. The spacious and bright conference room was only decorated that way because of K's personal preferences; in essence, it was still that strange space from before.

Before long, Goha arrived at a door, or rather, four doors stacked together.

He stood in front of the door, and soon the four doors opened one after another, as if welcoming his arrival.

Passing through the portal, a bright and spacious area opened up before us—a bustling city beyond the doorway.

However, there was only one person in this city.

"Your first task has been assigned. Come with me."

Without any unnecessary words, Gohar read out the details of the mission to the thousands of lords in a somewhat condescending manner.

In the past, Lord Qian would definitely have dealt with those who treated him badly, but since he was dealt with clearly last time, he has become much more obedient.

When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. In the past, to survive, I could pull out a screw and run away during a duel with that guy named Yuma, enduring humiliation and living a life of ignominy. This time, enduring a little longer won't be a big deal!

My Lord! You must be patient!

As if hypnotized, the faint anger that had just appeared on the faces of the thousands of masters vanished without a trace in an instant.

He nodded slightly, checked his deck, and then followed.

Goha's gaze lingered on the Thousand Lords for a couple of seconds longer. After confirming that the Thousand Lords seemed unlikely to cause trouble, he turned and left without saying a word.

Dimensional storms can affect travel between different dimensions, but they cannot affect privileged classes like them.

With a wave of his hand, a portal leading to the Pendulum Arc appeared in front of the two. Gohar walked in first and stepped into it.

From the other side of the portal, a heavenly song could be faintly heard.

Upon hearing this song, the thousand sovereigns who were about to step into the portal felt an inexplicable urge to destroy it. Fortunately, they snapped out of their daze in time, calmed themselves down, and stepped into the portal with even greater caution than before.

In a daze, thousands of masters arrived on the other side of the portal, where noisy singing and shouting eagerly entered their ears.

"A chapter of pure white! A chapter of pitch black! Let the heavens resound!"

"Worship! Believe! Pray! Now, no one can take their eyes off me!"

The delicate, somewhat childish voice caught the attention of the thousands of lords. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a petite girl singing and dancing on a grand stage in the distance.

Beside her, two strange, winged black and white objects fluttered with her every move, spreading her song to everyone's ears.

The destructive urge that had just surfaced surged again. When he saw the cheering, shouting, and enthusiastic audience below the stage, almost losing their minds, the thousands of masters instantly understood the source of this urge.

"Follow her for now, and if there are any unusual movements, then take action." Gohar appeared beside the Thousand Lords at some point, also watching the girl in the distance, but judging from his appearance, he seemed unaffected.

The Lord nodded slightly. He had initially been somewhat dissatisfied with being used as a tool to do odd jobs, but now he had adjusted his mindset.

Even a little girl I'd never seen before possessed such extraordinary abilities... The thousands of masters were already looking forward to the moment when they would exact their revenge on that guy named Yuma, and the astral entity that followed him like a ghost.

"My lord, be patient!"

……

"Huh? You guys came straight back?"

The sound of the door opening startled Leyou, who had been bored and started studying divine judgment. When he came to his senses, he found that Youxing and Qiu had already returned.

"Ah, you're back. Has anything special happened these past few days?"

"Look." Jack gestured towards the second floor, just as he came out of the room.

Yusei was somewhat surprised, but his mature and steady nature meant he simply nodded to Jack from a distance before beginning to recount what he and Aki had gained over the past few days.

Because they encountered some unexpected situations on their journey, they changed their plans and used a method they had devised long ago to deal with unforeseen circumstances to meet Yego in a very secluded place.

"No wonder I couldn't get through to Yego before... Have you made any progress on your end?"

"We're starting to see some progress. According to Yego, due to the recent dimensional storm, communication and travel between different dimensions have become impossible. This means that those at the top who can make major decisions have lost contact, and the Upper City is now just an empty shell. Besides that..."