The magic cards I made are absolutely flawless!

As soon as Dekan returned from the Ninth-Order Shadow World, Sheen happily brought the draft to Dekan for his approval.

However, Dekan's assessment was:

"If your lousy book becomes popular, I'll eat this table right now."

It's not that the plot of Da Zhan is particularly outrageous.

Dekan thought the character she created was too ridiculous.

Because in Professor Da Zhan's new book—

The male protagonist is a madman armed detective with the potential to have both 0 and 250 IQ, while the female protagonist is a genius alchemist girl with a bit of a sassy personality who likes to play with criminals.

Dekan found it very strange at the time.

Moreover, Da Zhan has a particularly wicked sense of humor and likes to focus on depicting the female protagonist's breakdown, frustration, and even tears when things don't go as planned.

Finally, Dekan naturally gave him a scathing critique.

Da Zhan could only purse his lips in grievance, clutching his manuscript as he ran out of Dekan's office, muttering, "You just wait..."

Dekan couldn't help but sneer. So what if I wait? Do you think I'll bake this table?

That's ridiculous.

My mind wandered for a while after work was finished.

And I definitely felt hungry more realistically.

So Dekan picked up the golden, glistening bread from the tray and took a bite from the end.

The outer layer is crispy, while the inside is soft and elastic.

The dough is very chewy and has a sweet aroma.

So he began to enjoy it, bite after bite.

I thought I'd get tired of it after a few bites, but the sweet aroma turned into the taste of honey.

Surprisingly delicious.

The bread is incredibly delicious and has an irresistible cheese aroma that gradually emerges from the bread's core.

Dekan decided to retract his previous comment; it was indeed more delicious than he had imagined!

"You haven't seemed to have much of an appetite lately, so we went to this restaurant that Alina recommended."

Clay placed the tea on the table and said.

The former Nightmare Bishop has now perfectly integrated into the Kingdom of Norton, and even knows the local delicacies all over the kingdom.

Although she wasn't a foodie herself, she was indeed the most skilled cook among the former bishops of the Resurrected Church.

Correspondingly, they will also taste local delicacies like gourmets to improve their understanding of food.

The moment the black tea appeared before him was just when Dekan felt thirsty.

While exclaiming how fortunate it was to have come, he raised the teacup and brought it to his lips.

It contains a little lemon juice, but it doesn't taste sour or bitter; instead, it has a very refreshing flavor.

It perfectly meets our current needs.

Because the honey is starting to get a bit too sweet at this point, the lemon is just the right thing to balance it out.

After his throat was moistened, Dekan continued eating his bread.

However, the next second his eyes widened.

It seems that gradually, the flavor of honey has transformed into a salt-baked flavor.

Let's start with the unique mellow and sweet aroma of sugar.

Then, the sweetness of honey leaves a strong impression.

Once the bread had slightly removed the moisture from my mouth, I immediately drank some lemon black tea.

Just when I thought it would be the same old honey flavor again, it unexpectedly started all over again with salt flavor!

That's great.

It seems that Clay had already tasted the bread himself before recommending it to himself.

The perfectly served tea was proof of that.

"It's really good..."

but……

Dekan placed both hands on the table, neither picking up the next piece of bread nor the teacup, and muttered something.

Clay glanced at Dekan's expression and seemed to understand something.

Is it because of Talocati?

"Clay asked."

He had seen Deloitte's sister, Talomatti, in the Shadow World long before, on the northern border of the Holy Kingdom.

Later, I learned from Dekan that Talomatti is still with Dekan to this day, which is why Dekan was able to become demonized.

Whether they had met Talomatti in the Holy Kingdom or had only heard of her sister Dekan, they were all very curious about Talomatti.

Even to them in the present world, Talomatti has long been an invisible partner who has been with them all along without being noticed.

Unfortunately, after returning from the Ninth-Order Shadow World, Master fell into a deep slumber.

"If she's not here... it feels like no matter how delicious the food is, something is missing."

Dekan paused for a moment, then looked up at Clay and answered.

Because the master is a remnant soul, he will fall into a deep sleep every time he consumes too much energy.

This time, he shared the pain with Dekan and went through a near-death experience together.

It's unknown how long it will take for her to wake up again.

So during this period, Dekan enjoyed all three meals a day on his own.

Dekan certainly loved delicious food.

But he wasn't that greedy.

Without even realizing it, she had gotten into the habit of giving her favorite food to her younger sister.

Now that Taromati is gone, the more delicious the food, the more lonely I feel.

"Why do you spoil her like that?"

Clay casually sat down in the chair opposite Dekan's desk, resting one hand on the back of the chair and asked.

According to Clay's recollection and Dekan's description, Talomatti's temper had clearly become more unruly than it had been ten thousand years ago.

Perhaps Talomatti always possessed this potential, but she was much calmer and more rational when she was a demon.

Of course, it's also possible that not only she changed, but also Delois, who became Dekan, changed, and their way of getting along naturally changed.

If they had been human twins from the start, they might have bickered from childhood instead of never arguing as demon twins.

However, when Dekan first found her as a child, he didn't know that she was his sister from a previous life, and even took her as his teacher.

Therefore, Clay found it truly amazing that Dekan and Talomatti, a despicable human and a good demon, could coexist so harmoniously.

“Clay, if a person has no regrets in their past life, then they can forget everything without any burden even in the next life, right?”

Dekan took a sip of tea and asked casually.

"Ah."

Clay believes this.

Reincarnation will naturally wash away all memories.

Moreover, Delois's reincarnation was personally delivered by the goddess Tike.

"It goes without saying that Deloitte's life was full of regrets, but did he really feel no remorse?"

Dekan continued, as if talking to himself.

"Who knows?"

Clay seemed to understand, but he didn't continue the conversation.

He simply stood up, took the teacup and tray from Dekan's desk, and walked out of the office.

Even after Clay closed the office door, Dekan was still leaning against his chair, lost in thought.

Perhaps it was a regret that even the goddess Tikes could not erase for Delois.

Or perhaps it's the emotions beyond the few memories that the goddess Tike could preserve for Delois.

"From the moment I found her, an indescribable emotion overwhelmed me. I even thought I was being bewitched by an evil magic card..."

For some reason, Dekan suddenly recalled himself when he first met his master.

He lowered his head, as if he dared not face anyone.

Having found a mysterious demon epic card, she was overwhelmed with strong emotions and wanted to unconditionally trust and repay her.

It seems like I'm possessed by an evil spirit.

But strangely, even knowing that he was bewitched, why was his thought process still so clear?

Later, without knowing why, it became intertwined with his own soul.

It wasn't until they spent a long time together that Dekan realized this.

That wasn't a mental magic cast by a master, but rather a feeling that was entirely my own.

To find out the answer to this strange thing.

Dekan was also convinced that he needed to help his master regain his memories.

Until now.

All the past events are revealed.

Dekan finally became convinced that the unknown emotion he felt at that time should have been an overwhelming sense of guilt.