The magic cards I made are absolutely flawless!

I gradually came to understand some of the incongruities.

Even if Dekan's card-making skills are excellent, it's still too exaggerated to make two epic cards of the same tier in a week.

Moreover, the effect of [Pain Spreads] is so terrifying that it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a legendary card.

However, the mentally broken Frata was completely unaware that Dekan was using a fraudulent card.

Frata is now hiding in the world of film, trembling with fear, being publicly executed by all the audience.

Judging from his expression, it seemed he was too afraid to come out.

We'll have to wait until at least midnight.

But going out in the middle of the night is even more terrifying.

Even if you hide in Phantom Canyon for two or three days before coming out, it's not safe.

What if Dekan is a timing genius?

Frata finally broke down in despair and cried.

Chloeux looked at Frata's appearance on the screen and was momentarily at a loss for words.

K: "So, even if Frata comes out, he won't actually get hurt?"

De: "Yes, I told him long ago that I wouldn't hurt him, but there's nothing I can do about it since he's so petty."

Even the cat's lips twitched slightly upon hearing this.

"...Kanzi, have some decency, meow."

De: "I've been a decent human being, okay? If a villain had come along, Frata might have been missing a few parts."

cat:"......"

Ke: "Food!"

K&D: "Okay."

cat:"???"

Cat: "What are you talking about, meow?"

K: "We're planning to go to the capital and then have dinner together tonight."

Cat: "I want to go too!"

De: "Cornelia's treating, you'd better thank her properly, at least let her touch you."

Cat: "I suddenly remembered I have something to do this afternoon, meow..."

However, before it could even start running, Dekan had already grabbed it by the scruff of its neck and picked it up.

"Come on, come on, don't be so polite."

"Meow meow meow!!"

Thus began the second team-building activity for the Beautiful Mind Team.

The last celebration after returning from the Demon Academy only included Dekan and Cornelia; it didn't feel as lively as the cooking class at the Demon Academy.

This time it's different.

There are more and more people, both human and non-human.

Finally, Nyanko-sensei relented and allowed Cornelia to hug it while it was still.

Even Cornelia, who usually has a blank expression, showed a genuine smile.

And in the Phantom Arena.

Frata didn't dare to come out until it got dark.

Finally, the Alchemy Institute's technicians held an emergency meeting and used administrator privileges to forcibly teleport Frata out.

The moment Frata emerged, he clutched his head and screamed in terror.

But the pain that he had anticipated killing him never came.

Still shaken, he stood frozen in place as if his computer had crashed.

His voice trembled as he asked, "Why...why am I alright?"

Alchemy Institute teacher: "...You've been tricked by Dekan; that [Pain Spreads] is fake."

Frata remained silent for a long time.

She was both crying and laughing.

Then, overcome with anger, he turned his back.

......

A week later.

The streets of the capital, late at night.

The moonlight was occasionally blocked by passing dark clouds, making the shadows under the lamplight appear exceptionally dark.

There are practically no pedestrians on the streets now.

Frata wandered aimlessly, looking lost.

He, who is usually meticulous about his attire, was now casually draped in his coat, letting the collar be wrinkled and askew.

He looked drunk, with his head drooping and his hair all messy.

Frata has been skipping school for a week.

He neither wanted to go back to school nor knew what the point of continuing his studies would be.

He has now become a joke.

"Hum~"

Just then, a ghostly figure appeared beside him, and a silvery laugh rang in his ears.

"Do you want to trample Dekan under your feet?"

A woman's voice possesses a bewitching magic, as easily as a poppy flower, making one fall into its trap.

Upon hearing her words, Frata's body suddenly stiffened.

He looked up at the woman with his dull, lifeless eyes, but did not answer.

"I believe you already understand that ordinary methods will not work if you want to deal with him."

"And we can give you the power to stand up to him."

Only darkness can fight against darkness.

The woman circled around Frata like a phantom, then lightly slipped a card into Frata's breast pocket.

Then, placing his hands on his shoulders, he whispered in his ear:

"Flata, you can come to us anytime you want to change your mind."

Then, accompanied by a faint laugh, the figure vanished into the street like a wisp of black mist being blown away.

Frata was left standing there, stunned.

......

When the woman reappeared, she was in an alley on the other side of the street.

“A good piece. With him, we can start to gradually erode Dekan.”

With a murmur, she broke free of the disguise that had shrouded her in shadow.

She transformed into a gentle and charming young woman wearing a linen dress.

This is her original appearance, and this is her usual state of being hidden in the capital.

She would never be associated with a powerful cult member.

"Dekan, you are destined to come into our arms..."

A pleased smile crept onto her lips.

As she prepared to leave the alley and go home, she seemed to notice a faint sound of air being swept away at high speed.

"Tom!"

Before her brain could process the incongruity, a heavy blow from who-knows-where knocked her unconscious.

The crows were startled by the sudden noise and took flight, accompanied by a burst of noise, and the sky darkened a little more.

Black mist began to spread through the alley, as if it had become the entrance to hell.

A red-haired girl leaped down from a height and picked up the hammer that had just been thrown.

She then took out a black burlap sack, put it over the woman's head, and tied it around her neck with a rope.

He grabbed the woman by the feet and dragged her deeper into the alley.

"Humph."

Dekan stood atop a building at the edge of the alley, looking down at the ground, and shook his head with a sneer.

The moonlight shone behind him, casting just the right shadows on his face, making only his pupils stand out clearly.

Chloex beside him also dispelled his disguise magic, and the two of them, along with the Broken Poet, were revealed.

"I had long suspected that some unscrupulous person might take the opportunity to bewitch a heartbroken teenager, and here I am, caught red-handed."

068 Dekan's Life Experiences

"Someone actually came to contact Frata..."

"Chloeux exclaimed."

These past few days, he hasn't disliked going out with Dekan Cornelia every night.

But I always felt that Dekan's thinking was quite unique.

De: "A good jungler always camps in unexpected locations."