Who Let Him Play Yugioh? (Re-Upload)

”I don’t know,” Kira replied innocently, looking around.

”I’ve been waiting here forever—haven’t seen anyone else. Was someone else supposed to join us?”

”Cheh.”

King of Yamimakai spat.

”Useless! The quality of the envoys is getting worse every year. I told them the organization should have stricter screening. But the situation’s urgent, so we go without them. If they’re missing, we’ll deal with them after the mission. Let’s go.”

Surprisingly, the King of Yamimakai didn’t ask anything else, just signaled for Kira to follow.

Kira had been ready to fight and knock the King of Yamimakai out too, but to his surprise, the guy didn’t care and just moved on.

So Kira decided to hold back for now, and follow along to see what was really going on.

He could always win the deck later.

Besides, evil spirit decks weren’t worth much, and he cared more about the Shadow Charm than a few cards.

If this was really the Millennium Puzzle, and could bring the Pharaoh back, it would shake the entire dueling world.

The King of Yamimakai didn’t speak on the way. They crossed the woods into a valley, shrouded in ominous darkness, thick black mist flowing through the ravines like ink.

At the valley entrance, a base had been set up, with many spirits gathered. Kira followed the King of Yamimakai in, and no one checked or questioned them. Discipline seemed pretty lax.

The leader was a red-robed mage, his robe concealing a zombie-like form.

Lich Lord, King of the Underworld, level 6 zombie, 2400 ATK.

He seemed the highest-ranking among all present, with an Orichalcos hexagram on his forehead, marking his status.

”All of you here are envoys chosen by the gods. You are born with the talent for dueling, destined to serve our great god and the organization.

Ahead, the cave is filled with unknown dangers—restless souls, dark barriers, and mind-twisting forces. These may be dangerous, but I know you are all ready.”

Kira understood now.

So everyone gathered here was cannon fodder, sent ahead to trigger the traps, huh?

”But our organization’s foresight confirms the ’Sealing Device’ is inside.” The Lich Lord said, ”Whoever brings it out will win divine favor and get an instant triple promotion within the organization.

Even if some of you die, the god will remember you. Your souls will be honored forever, your names engraved on the stone of glory.”

And then the god will eat your souls as a token of remembrance, right?

Kira thought, but raised his fist and shouted, ”We serve not for glory, but for faith! We gladly give our lives for God Orichalcos!”

Everyone was stunned, but when he shouted again, ”For Orichalcos!” they all scrambled to follow suit.

Their voices were chaotic and undisciplined. Clearly, no one really wanted to be cannon fodder, but with someone shouting first, they had to follow.

Not shouting would mean you weren’t willing to die for the organization—a big problem. No one dared take that risk.

The Lich Lord soon focused on Kira, very pleased, and wondered how he’d never noticed such a zealous envoy before.

He smiled. ”And you, which squad are you from?”

Kira immediately pointed to the King of Yamimakai who’d led him here.

”He’s our captain.”

”Good.” The Lich Lord nodded. ”Then your squad will go first, as an example. Bring out the ’Sealing Device,’ and your achievements will be reported—you’ll get first honors.”

”Thank you!”

Kira was eager to go in first anyway. Since he’d logged into the spirit world via the Link System, he wasn’t afraid of traps. If he was late, someone else might snatch the device and hand it over, which would be a problem.

Letting him go first was perfect.

But the King of Yamimakai looked miserable.

He glared at Kira, thinking, ”Are you nuts? This is obviously suicide, and you’re showing off your loyalty?”

You want to die, fine, but why drag me into it?

But he couldn’t show it on his face, so he put on a big smile and nodded hard. ”Understood!”

And so, Kira and the King of Yamimakai led the charge, entering the cave as the others watched in awe.

The King of Yamimakai sighed.

Before Orichalcos invaded, he’d been a big shot. Who’d have thought he’d end up as cannon fodder?

Entering the valley, they soon found the cave the Lich Lord had mentioned.

A damp cave, its entrance covered in wild grass—some tall as swords, some coiled like snakes, dew shining on the leaves like jewels, forming a natural barrier.

If you didn’t push through the black mist and grass, you’d never notice the narrow entrance.

Inside, the passage was tight and humid, the mouth uneven and worn by time.

But as they went deeper, it widened into a hidden chamber.

More black mist rolled in.

Kira quickly realized it was probably laced with illusions. The air grew heavier, almost suffocating.

He started hearing things—like elven women giggling, and soft voices whispering, ”Why so tense? Come, relax~”

Then more bizarre scenes appeared.

Ahead, a broad path: one side stacked with endless cash, the other piled with cards—a symbol of wealth and power.

And at the end of the road, even the always-stoic Silent Magician was smiling at him, her face blushing.

Well played!

The mist faded, and the illusion broke.

Kira walked on, unshaken.

Such temptations were nothing to a true card player with a heart of steel.