Card Apprentice Daily Log

Chapter 2286 Rematch

Date: Unspecified

Time: Unspecified

Location: Lil. Red Storm Realm, Realmʼs Womb, Seed World

”Letʼs pin that for later,” Wyatt dismissed Corey and enthusiastically introduced Dalie to everyone. ”Everyone, this is my elder sister, Dalie Wyatt. And sis, this is everyone I trust. Now, letʼs resume the celebrations!”

Just as Dalie prepared to greet everyone, Corey abruptly stepped in front of her and interjected, ”Hello, Dalie. Iʼm Corey Bright, Wyattʼs most trusted and efficient employee. If you donʼt mind, could you ask your little brother to hit me and then let me out?”

”Ah...” Dalie didnʼt know how to reply to Coreyʼs abrupt request. However, Susan, who had rushed over, grabbed Corey by her ear before Wyatt lost his temper and ordered, ”Corey, behave yourself. Now, apologize to big sis Dalie.”

”Big sis, let go-Aaaah...” Corey screamed in pain as Susanʼs grip on her ear tightened. The former turned to see where the latter gained such strength, only to find Susanʼs hand wearing a gauntlet-she was partially using her origin card.

”Hello, big sis Dalie, Iʼm Susan, Wyattʼs manager and friend. You can call me little Su or anything you prefer. And donʼt mind Corey; she has a few screws loose but is a good friend and little sister. Youʼll see once you get to know her,” Susan hurriedly introduced herself and rescued Corey, as always.

”Hi, Susan and Corey. Itʼs good to meet you both. If she wants to get out that urgently, I can let her out,” Dalie offered, noticing Coreyʼs urgency.

”Really! Please do, Iʼll owe you one,” Corey ignored Susanʼs grip on her ear and eagerly requested Dalie to let her out.

”Alright,” Dalie sent Corey out to Lil. Red Storm realm while neither Wyatt nor the Field Marshal stopped her. The duo had similar grins on their faces.

Stepping onto the dark red mud of Lil. Red Storm and staring at the two suns, a couple of crescent moons, a full moon, and a few planetary rings, Coreyʼs mind went blank for a second. It was due to both shock and a lack of oxygen to her brain. Fortunately, her demon physique quickly adapted, and she immediately screamed, ”Wyatt, you fucker, where did you send me?”

Not getting a reply, she summoned her demon codex, which was with Park, planning to use the Devil Merchant Codeʼs transportation service to return to the Card World and find JJ. But to her dismay, she couldnʼt afford it. Then her eyes fell on rows of precious metal bricks stacked on top of each other. With a sly glint in her eyes, she

shouted, ”Wyatt, if you donʼt send me back to the Card World, donʼt blame me for using these ingredients as offerings.”

”I dare you to touch them.”

Sure enough, her threat worked and managed to get a reply from him. However, unable to find his figure, she decided to summon him. She walked toward the bricks and touched them, as he dared her to.

”Thatʼs it, youʼve done it now,” Wyatt suddenly appeared behind Corey, planning to shove her head into the ground and make her eat mud. But to his surprise, she grabbed his hand without even looking back and flung him onto the rows of precious bricks, which fell like dominoes.

Seeing the mess, Wyatt was even more pissed. Getting back on his feet and dusting himself off, he said, ”You are going to stack them all back up with your hands or else...”

”Bring it, asshole. Today, Iʼll show you that your win before was just a fluke,” Corey said, as her eyes, canine teeth, and nails grew sharper with her excitement.

Ever since her defeat at Wyattʼs hands at the city tournament, she had wanted a rematch. However, Park held her back, saying Wyatt was hiding his true strength and she wasnʼt his match yet. She grew tired of hearing that every time she made progress in her strength and prepared to challenge Wyatt.

Hence, without even realizing it, she was taking out her frustration on Wyatt by regressing to her old self-the bitchiest bitch. The only reason she didnʼt trigger the conditions of Wyattʼs contract was because she wanted to prove herself to him, ʼShe was no less than anyone out there. No one could ignore her, not harm him.

”Hahaha, thatʼs the funniest joke Iʼve heard,” Wyatt said, unleashing a tiny part of his strength, causing Coreyʼs pupils to shrink. However, she did not back down; instead, she declared, ”Today, Iʼll show you that no one can look down on me!”

Coreyʼs eyes turned pitch black as she rushed at him, balling her fists. Nearing him, one of her fists aimed for his head while the other targeted his chest. She had the technique but lacked the power. Wyatt grabbed her fists with ease and asked in confusion, ”When did I ever look down on you?”

”Sin Smoke!” Corey summoned the screaming smoke of her ego flame and used it to cover her fists. If one looked closer, they would notice screaming faces inscribed in the black soot covering her fists. With Wyattʼs sharp eyes, he even made out individual faces with agony-filled expressions. So, he shoved Corey away, letting go of her fists in disgust. Being pushed back, Corey had a satisfied grin on her face as she uttered, ”Sinnerʼs mark.”

Wyattʼs palms had picked up black soot from Coreyʼs fists, which gathered to form miniature agonized face tattoos on both his palms. Wyatt looked at them in disgust. and tried to wipe them off, but he couldnʼt-they seemed to have deeply embedded into his skin.

”Wyatt, you cannot get them off, even if you were to chop off your hands. Theyʼre rooted in your soul pathways. Just give up; I donʼt want to put my friend through something meant for the damned,” Corey advised, not wanting to use what her reincarnation used to punish the most heinous of criminals in the dark realm, those undeserving of the sweet release of death or extinction.

”Do your worst.”