The card player needs to win easily

"If anything goes wrong, we can teleport to you immediately."

Kiddo Carlos looked around and lowered his voice.

"Also, you can actually stay over at our place today."

“…Forget it.”

Looking back at the purple-haired girl with two black marks on her face, who was humming some tune, Siren shook her head.

"My story with this guy isn't over yet."

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"Wa ...

The oncoming air flow rushed straight into Liva's mouth, making her face distorted.

It's not the scariest.

The most terrifying thing is the airflow blowing on your face. If you use the ground as a reference system, it is probably still.

In other words, Liva is now in an amazing free fall.

"What on earth is going on?!!!!"

The screams echoed ten thousand meters in the sky.

The pull from gravity was enough to make her lose her mind in a short period of time.

"Help, help, help, help!!!"

He waved his hands desperately, trying to grab something - of course, it was a completely useless effort in the air with nothing to hold on to.

(I-Is this how I’m going to end up?!)

Liva tried desperately to recall what had happened before -

While she was dueling with the infuriating Gulimo, she inexplicably came to a place that looked very deserted.

Then, he picked up the Star Relic - Star Key that had appeared on the ground for some unknown reason.

Then, everything went dark before my eyes… No, it should be that my eyes suddenly lit up, and I felt the air current coming towards me.

“Calm down, calm down…!”

Perhaps it was because she had been shouting and screaming in the air for several seconds that she was able to vent the fear that filled her body. Liva finally forced herself to open her eyes and began to think about how to get herself out of the predicament.

(A dozen seconds... just a quick calculation, I've already fallen over a thousand meters, right!?)

(No, I shouldn’t be thinking about that… Oh, right, the Millennium Cube!)

Reaching out her hand, Liva tried to summon the Millennium Cube - but failed.

"Isn't it!?"

After trying several times without success, Liva finally confirmed that the tool to travel through the world was not with her.

"Isn't that right, isn't that right..."

Liva looked down—at least down as she felt.

A few clouds floated past her.

"cloud!?"

Before she could react, the clouds had already passed by her eyes.

...in just a moment.

"It's over."

Looking at the rapidly approaching green ground, this sentence was the only thing that flashed through Liva's mind.

"Om-"

The expected huge impact did not come.

A gentle vibrating sound lingered in Liva's ears.

“Uh… cough cough cough…”

dusty.

She slowly opened her eyes, trying to see clearly in the earthy scene.

The ground in front of me was brown-gray... It looked like the soil had just been turned over and exposed to the air.

She stood up shakily—Liva suddenly seemed to realize something and jumped back a step from the pit.

“Wuuuuuuuuuuuu!? I, I’m not dead?!”

Holding the long sword, Liva looked around in panic.

Dense jungle was all around, mixed with the sounds of insects running around in panic.

...Wait, a long sword?

Liva raised her hand reflexively.

The Star Relic - 'Star Key', was held intact in her hand.

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The former Kaiba Company building, now the exclusive base of the International Illusion Society's nominal president.

In a small room, the lights came on with the click of a switch.

"name."

"Is it necessary to be so formal?"

Even though she was chained to the chair, the purple-haired girl's expression did not change.

"I asked you to tell me your name."

The Siren sat with her hands folded in front of her, just in front of her nose.

"Alright alright."

The purple-haired girl shrugged.

"You should want this name—'Liz'."

"Since you admit it, let her out quickly."

Staring intently at the dark green pupils in front of him.

A silver straight sword leaning against Siren's side was reflecting the light of the fluorescent lamp.

"Even before I sat down here, you've asked me this question for the seventh time... I really don't know."

The purple-haired girl shook her head.

"I don't even know why I ended up in this place... All I can confirm is that, so far, I am the only soul in this body."

"In other words, where did you hide her—"

"Hey, that's too much."

The purple-haired girl shook the chains that had been subjected to layers of effects in protest.

"Tsk, who knows... You have no credibility at all."

Shifting slightly into a more comfortable position, Siren's eyes never left the purple-haired girl.

"Even if you don't believe me, you still have to believe in the existence of those people... The fact that He allowed me to contact you is the best proof."

"All I know is that you took her away."

"Wow... I really can't negotiate with this guy."

Shaking her tightly bound hands, the purple-haired girl's dull eyes seemed to show helplessness.

"This body's subconscious clearly tells me that this is not your style—"

"Nonsense, I can still tell the difference between dealing with enemies and friends."

As if threatening, Siren picked up the sword and placed it on the table.

"It's scary... but you seem to know me quite well."

Leaning forward, the purple-haired girl looked at Siren with her dark green and somewhat unfocused pupils.

"Do you need me to tell you more about what you have done?"

"My actions are all based on reason - if you know clearly, you will understand that there is no need for me to lie."

With a bang, the purple-haired girl collapsed back into her seat.

Still, she watched the Siren.

“However, your world is also quite interesting – there are traces of divine transformation, the existence of the ‘Great Darkness’, and the presence of various Abysses –”

"It makes me want to explore again after a long time."

"Don't change the subject—tell me, where is she?"

"I've said it several times, I really don't know... But, there is still a way to find her, right?"

"explain."

Siren uttered a word calmly.

"This green stone is called 'Orichalcum', right?"

He used the two fingers that were still able to move to pinch the pendant he had confiscated from Gulimo.

Green light shone on the fingertips.

"I originally thought it was some kind of radioactive material... but it's not at all."

"It can be used to store 'darkness' and convert it into energy for its own growth or release - it's like the 'great darkness' has materialized."

"These things would suit me perfectly, if only in sufficient quantity—"

The purple-haired girl crushed the pendant in one blow.

The green fluorescent powder splashed onto the table - and then quickly lost its glow.

At the same time, on the chain beside her hand, part of the power of the card set by Siren disappeared in the area covered by powder.

"...!"

"Don't worry, I don't really have any animosity towards you - I'm pretty self-aware."

The purple-haired girl immediately put her arms back on the table, showing a siren.

"I really can't fight against Him behind you..."

"Even if you know about Harakti and the Creator Dragon, it doesn't prove whether what you say is human or not."

Siren put down her sword irritably and drummed her fingers on the table.

"You can even call out their true names—this is not something that ordinary people can do. Do I really need to be hostile to you?"

The purple-haired girl shrugged.

"I'm saying that as long as there's enough of this fuel called 'Orichalcum', I can use it, and through the aura from them on you, locate the owner of this body who has the same aura."

"If she had left her body, her soul, which attracts nature and is watched by the gods, would have found a carrier and is active somewhere."

"I think, considering the level of technology and magic in your world, I'm the only one who can do this."

"...Look at me, am I as easy to fool as those idiots who want to save the world?"

Siren pointed at herself and then at the purple-haired girl as if she were looking at a fool.

Collecting dark energy for her? Are you kidding me about "Star Relics"?

I'm afraid that after I pass the things over, the planet will immediately split into two.

"Your thoughts are written all over your face, huh!?"

"Let's change the subject—which method do you think would be the least physically irritating and the most mentally stimulating? I've got all night to spare."

“Don’t!?”