A duelist never gives up!

Yuan Qi looked at Ino with a smile on his face, but his stomach began to ache inside.

Not to mention marrying someone I just met, wouldn't it be a bit unfair to some people if I did this...

Anyway, it should, probably, just be an illusion of the Black God of Duel. Since it's an illusion, there shouldn't be any problem, right?

The wedding took place in ten days.

On the wedding day, Hara Shichi met people from other tribes in addition to Ino's father and some members of the Blue-Eyes White Dragon clan.

For example... the Black Magician Tribe that Ino mentioned as being ranked second.

"What? Isn't our Black Magician tribe the strongest tribe?!"

If it weren't for the wedding, there would probably be a bloody storm that night just because of the title of "Strongest Tribe".

By the way, Laurel also came because he was just released from the ban, which made Yuan Qi understand the inside story of the duel:

After Ino's mother died, because she was a maid, all her belongings were ordered to be thrown away by Ino's mistress. Inami just happened to get one of them and wanted to use the relics to earn Ino's assets.

In response, Harachi expressed his condolences for Laurel's future.

So, after finishing everything, the wedding finally reached the final stage.

Yuan Qi looked at the heavy door in front of him, thinking of Ino who was wearing wedding clothes behind the door, and fell into hesitation.

"Go in. If you don't, Princess Ino will become a laughing stock, and you will not be accepted by the tribe." The maid beside her lowered her head and said softly.

"I understand."

As soon as Yuan Qi opened the door, a faint fragrance rushed into his nostrils. The room was dim, with only two burning red candles placed on the table. The hot flames swayed in the air, as if they would go out at any time.

Ino's rosy little face seemed to have a light blush on it, and her cute cherry mouth moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she never opened her mouth.

"Well... I'm not ready yet, so I'll just go to sleep tonight." Yuan Qi coughed twice, intending to just get away with it.

"Am I too young?" Ino said softly, staring at Yuan Qi with his blue eyes motionlessly.

"You could say that." Yuan Qi sat opposite Ino and reached out to pick up the fruits on the plate. He planned to just sit on the chair and spend the night there.

"Really? I'm really sorry." Ino said a little disappointedly.

"Well, I don't mean to say anything bad about you, don't think too much." Yuan Qi comforted Ino.

"It's okay, I've been prepared for a long time." Ino shook his head and reached out to grab Yuan Qi's arm.

"What preparations are you making... Hmm?" Yuan Qi looked at the slender hand that was holding his arm and sensed something was wrong.

So strong.

My arms are completely unable to move?

"Sure enough, I've noticed it a long time ago. Yuan Qi, you're surprisingly weak." Ino said with lowered eyelids, "You don't have a muscle on your body, no calluses on your hands, and your skin is so delicate it's almost as delicate as a girl's. You don't actually exercise, do you?"

Exercise? What is that?

Wait, why are you saying this at a time like this?

"Wait, what do you want to do?" A drop of cold sweat broke out from Yuan Qi's forehead, and an ominous premonition surged into Yuan Qi's heart.

The corners of Ino's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a cunning smile like a fox.

"Fuck you!"

……

"Qi, wake up!"

A crisp sound penetrated Yuan Qi's eardrums. Yuan Qi opened his eyes, looked at the familiar figure in front of him, and subconsciously said: "Yi...Ai?!"

Chapter 13: Actually he is the God of Duel.

Yuan Qi looked at Ai floating in the air in front of him and rubbed his eyes: "Am I... back again?"

He glanced around and found that he was still in the cold and dark basement. Beside him, besides Ai, there was another person who lowered his head and looked at him with concern.

"I'm sorry, I didn't notice your physical condition. I should have let you have a good night's rest before telling you these things." Baiban sat on the cold ground, resting Yuan Qi's head on his soft thighs, and gently massaging Yuan Qi's temples with his slender hands. "Is this going to feel better?"

"Much better, but the reason I fainted wasn't due to fatigue or anything like that." Yuan Qi shook his head, "It was because of the Dark Duel God."

"The God of Dark Duel?!" Bai Ban's pupils shrank sharply, and his expression became serious. "What on earth is going on?"

Ai, who was floating in the air, seemed to realize the seriousness of the situation, and his blue eyes showed a look of worry.

……

"Illusion?"

Xuefeng came to the crowd with a porcelain plate of bread and gently placed it on the table.

It was early morning, and the sunlight shone through the windows onto everyone in the living room, giving them a warm and comfortable feeling.

"Maybe it's something like that? I'm actually not sure." Yuan Qi sat on the soft sofa, touched the ends of his hair, and said doubtfully, "It can't be that I really traveled back to the past, right?"

"Traveling back in time and then sending you back?" Honglian shook her head. "That's too weird. And if you really did travel back in time, then the present would have changed, right?"

"That's right." Bai Ban took over the conversation, "And if the Dark God of Duel had the power to allow people to travel through time and space, the world would have been destroyed long ago."

"I'd say it's something like 'replay,'" Sera said, reaching out and putting a piece of bread into his mouth, chewing as he spoke. "Isn't that something that happens in a lot of works? Playing back what's already happened before your eyes. Wouldn't that be considered an immersive experience?"

"I think so too." Baiban nodded and said, "It might be a historical replay. The God of Dark Duel might be trying to tell you something through the replay."

"Tell me what's going on..." Yuan Qi glanced at Ai beside him and couldn't help but whispered softly, "Is it really related to Ai..."

"So, what happened after you helped that Ino win the duel?" Xuefeng sat gently next to Yuan Qi and said with his face turned sideways.

Yuan Qi was stunned for a moment, and then the memories of that night came flooding back like a tide. Ino's flushed and shy little face, skin as delicate as mutton-fat jade, and delicate breathing appeared in Yuan Qi's mind like a movie.

"No! Nothing happened!"

Yuan Qi hugged his head and shouted.

Damn it, why do I remember this memory so clearly?

"What didn't happen?" Xuefeng frowned, keenly sensing something was wrong.

"Yeah, what do you mean by nothing happened? Or did something happen but you don't want to say it?" Sera also narrowed her eyes.

"That's easy. After a hero saves a beautiful woman, isn't it time for the beautiful woman to repay the favor?" Honglian took a sip of the hot tea in her hand, staring at the rippling water in the cup with empty eyes. "What's more, the girl in front of her is a little girl who lacks care. She might even get a kiss and a hug."

"Do you think everyone is like you?" Sera seemed to have thought of something and spoke with sarcasm.

"I'm just expressing my own opinion." Honglian chuckled and said, "Whether this is true or not, you can ask Yuan Qi himself and find out."

Xuefeng bit her lower lip lightly, and looked straight at Yuan Qi with her big watery eyes: "Yuan Qi classmate..."

"That, that..." Just when Yuan Qi was at a loss, he suddenly remembered something.

"Um...where's Nero?" Yuan Qi thought of a petite figure and asked the others, "Didn't you say we should tell her everything and let her make her own decision?"

"Shouldn't you be the one to explain this?" Julie gave Yuan Qi a strange look. "You haven't contacted her?"

"Um, I thought you would contact...Xuefeng?" Yuan Qi looked at Xuefeng.

"Eh?" Xuefeng blinked, her face stiffening. "Hasn't anyone contacted Nero?"

Sera couldn't help but hold her forehead and said, "It seems so."

"..."

After a moment of silence, everyone proposed a solution.

"Why don't we just send a text message to Nero now?" Sera said, bringing out her own affairs.

"That's right! It's not too late to send it now... right?" Xuefeng clapped his hands.

"That's a good idea. Let's contact Nero now." Yuan Qi nodded, and was also glad that the topic had finally shifted away from himself.

"Well, I forgot to tell you." The silent Whiteboard looked at them and said, "This is a no-signal zone."

"……Eh?!"

At the same time, in a closed room in the royal capital.

"Avis, you disappoint me." A slightly plump old man sitting on a chair said in an unpleasant hoarse voice, "It would be fine if you lost to Yuan Qi, but you actually lost to a 16-year-old girl. I heard that she is still a student."

"This is my dereliction of duty. I am willing to accept the punishment and resign as CEO." Avis said expressionlessly.

"Alas." The old man waved his hand. "Never mind. Everyone fails sometimes. Let's forget about this time. Compared to a trivial matter like the Anti-Duelers League prison break, what I'm going to talk about next is a bigger deal."

Avis didn't say anything, just waited quietly for the old man to continue speaking.

"Your intuition is correct, Avis." The old man said in a deep voice, "Yuan Qi is indeed not simple."

"He has now joined the Anti-Duelers League. I'm afraid he will become a serious threat to the league in the future." Avis said lightly.

"I'm afraid? In the future?" The old man shook his head, his face gloomy. "He is our biggest worry now. No... He is like the sword of Damocles hanging over our heads!"

Avis was slightly stunned, obviously not expecting the old man to make such an assessment: "Yuan Qi is currently just a capable duelist. No matter how powerful he is, he is the only one who is powerful. With the current number of high-level duelists in the Anti-Duelers Alliance, they are not enough to compete with the Duelists Alliance."

"Wrong! Absolutely wrong!" The old man clenched his fists in pain, breathing rapidly, "He's not even human!"

"Not a human?" Avis frowned. "Are you saying his talent is as terrifying as a monster?"

"Monster? No, how can such a vulgar word as monster be used to describe him?" The old man slammed the table and said, "That guy... that kid named Yuan Qi..."

"Actually, he's the God of Duels!"

Chapter 14: Because of love.

"God of Duel?"

When Avis heard these four words from the old man, his first reaction was that he was joking.

But he quickly rejected the idea.

As the real ruler of the Duelist Alliance, the old man would never make such a boring joke.

"Is there any basis for this?" Avis asked first. "Is there something wrong?"

"I also hope there's something wrong." The old man rubbed his forehead, as if he had a headache. "But there's no need for those people at the research institute to lie to me. They won't gain anything from this."

"Research Institute? What did they tell you?" Avis asked puzzled.

The old man recalled the scene of that day and couldn't help but sigh, "They invited the Queen and me over and told us that Yuan Qi's duel power is exactly the same as the data collected from the duel god."

Avis was silent. This was indeed a strong proof - if the two duel powers were really the duel powers of Yuan Qi and the God of Duel.

"Now that I think about it, there are indeed many suspicious points about Yuan Qi," the old man continued. "His identity is unknown, his origins are unknown, and he seems to have appeared out of thin air. He possesses dueling talents that are unmatched by normal people, and a card-printing ability that is more powerful than a card-printing machine. More importantly..."

"Have you forgotten the day when the Dark God of Duel descended upon the capital? Everyone was paralyzed by the Dark God of Duel's power, so why was he the only one able to stand up and duel?"

Avis was completely in a state of confusion. If Yuan Qi was the God of Duel, then wouldn't it be...

"Indeed, the God of Duel, like the Dark God of Duel, probably wants to take back the power of dueling." The old man's face was so gloomy that it looked like water was about to burst out of it. "We don't know what methods he will use, but one thing is certain, he must have a way to make us humans lose the power of dueling!"

"Then what should we do?" Avis said with a dry throat. He used to think that Yuan Qi was a young man with great potential, so he turned a blind eye to many things and did not delve into them. But now it seems that he was too careless and should have investigated Yuan Qi thoroughly at the beginning.

"What should we do? No one can take the power of dueling away from us, not even the God of Dueling!" The old man's voice was sonorous and powerful, and his eyes, which were originally half-closed, opened wide. "While the power of the God of Dueling is not too strong now, we have decided to capture him!"

The old man recalled the meeting he had with Albert and the Queen that day, and expressed the common conclusion of the three of them: "Humanity no longer needs the God of Duel!"

Avis hesitated for a moment, then nodded with a determined look. If the God of Duel wanted to take back the power of duel, then there was no other way except to start a war.

"However... at present we have not grasped the whereabouts of Yuan Qi... no, the God of Duel. It seems as if they disappeared after leaving the royal capital." Avis frowned.

"Don't worry. The Duel God's duel power has a characteristic. It will instinctively want to return to the Duel God's body." The old man said calmly, "As long as we follow the direction of the duel power's movement, we will soon find the Duel God."

"Please leave this task to me. I won't fail again this time." Avis touched the deck on his waist. Since his last defeat, he has added a lot of powerful cards to the deck, and these cards have special bonuses when used against Pearl Tears.

"I called you here to participate in this mission." The old man nodded and said, "But you cannot be the leader of this operation."

"Although your strength is top-notch in the capital and even in the dueling world, I'm afraid you're still a little lacking when facing a figure like the God of Duel," the old man said calmly. "In my opinion, there's only one person in the entire world who can rival the God of Duel."

Avis' pupils shrank, "You are talking about..."

"That's right, the undefeated king—Perlivia!" the old man said solemnly, "As the current Duel King, her strength is unquestionable."

"But... can Longhui Qiao really beat Zhu Lei?" Avis couldn't help but wonder. With the characteristics of the Longhui Qiao deck, as long as he made certain preparations, even he felt that he could fight. If he didn't... if he was fully prepared, he might have a high probability of winning.

"Do you think others don't know Long Huiqiao's weaknesses?" The old man snorted coldly. "In fact, during the second ceremony in the Land of Origin, someone tried to target Inopolivia, but what was the result?"