Card Apprentice Daily Log

Chapter 2637: Soul Projection

Date: Unspecified

Time: Unspecified

Location: Myriad Realms, Card World, Southern Region, Southern Capital, Guild Association Mall

Sansa?

She stood to gain a great deal if the Emissary of Light and I fought until one of us was dead. However, her current situation with Baylor was too valuable for her to risk losing it by angering either of us. After all, once a victor emerged between the two of us, who do you think would be next?

For the first time in Sansa’s life, Baylor was seeing her for who she truly was and still choosing to remain with her, regardless of the reasons. It felt like one of her wildest fantasies had come true. His cold indifference was nothing new to her. In fact, she had enjoyed it throughout their entire married life. The best thing to come from this arrangement was the fact that Baylor knew everything she had done to Ellen. That knowledge gave her a sick, sadistic satisfaction, one that almost made up for the reality that Baylor stayed with her out of fear of what she was capable of, not because he loved her.

Be it fear or love, his top priority at that moment was keeping her happy, being her perfect husband. She had stuck to his side when he was blind to her love for him and had shamed their marriage by clinging to the memory of Ellen. As such, she had no problem staying by his side now, when he feared what her love for him could cause and despised her for the harm she had inflicted on Ellen.

At least now, he acknowledged her love for him. It had gone unnoticed for so long that she was now satisfied with any form of attention. And who was to say that, given time, her love for him would not be answered?

With her mind occupied by such possibilities, the idea of Sansa provoking me no longer added up. The last time I checked, she had swallowed her pride and bowed to me in obedience, driven by fear of losing her new life. She was planning to go on the honeymoon she had never been able to enjoy, simply because her husband had been too fixated on Ellen. Now, he knew better.

Yes, the more I thought about it, the more convinced I became that it was not Sansa. Then who was it? Or what would prompt the Emissary of Light to target me? Was he also interested in Silver Milk Powder and the VR-universe? Those seemed far more plausible reasons than Sansa.

These two could easily help him amass more believers and strengthen the faith of his existing followers. With his prowess, it would not be difficult to rewrite everyone’s perception, convincing them that he was the one who discovered Silver Milk Powder and created the VR-universe once he obtained them from me. In doing so, he would build his lore and establish an unassailable hold over his believers. Soon enough, he could turn the entire five regions into a vast farm from which to harvest faith. Before long, he would solidify his image as the one true son of the Card Celestial and achieve celestial-hood for himself.

Was that it?

I turned to the teams of demigod guards. They had fallen to their knees once their willpower was exhausted. The Emissary of Light’s origin card had squeezed out the utmost of their potential, but in the end, there was no denying that everyone had a limit. It was a limit only they could surpass, and no shortcut could help. Theirs just happened to fall within the scope of my Celestial Blood Fate Domain.

Which was only natural, as they had yet to break past the limits of the current power system of the card celestial, let alone contend with my celestial domain. However, only a handful of living demigods had ever achieved such a breakthrough, and they were not among them. If they were one of them, then they would not have been kneeling before me but found a way to defy me.

Just as I was thinking it was a pity that these elites of the Southern Royal family had succumbed to a fake herald’s false heaven, I saw the demigod guard captain’s eyes suddenly light up with a warm, pleasant brilliance as he rose to his feet, defying my celestial blood fate domain.

I was astonished as I had no idea what was going on, but somehow the guard captain was managing to defy the dominion of my celestial blood fate domain. Then I heard him speak in a voice that did not belong to him.

”Hi, you must be the Southern Hope I keep hearing about. I’m the Emissary of Light, the one true son of the Card Celestial. Pleased to meet your acquaintance.”

My eyes widened in shock. The demigod guard captain before me was no longer himself. He had become a medium for the Emissary of Light’s soul projection, allowing his will to project here through one of his believers to communicate with me from beyond our borders, from within his massive and gorgeous church built in his honor by his believers.

My eyes widened at what was unfolding. The fact that the Emissary of Light could project his soul into one of his believers by breaching my Celestial Blood Fate Domain caught me off guard. Honestly, it alarmed me. I knew for a fact that the Emissary of Light had only just stepped into the demigod realm. He was still far from surpassing the limits of the card world’s current power system. This could only mean that his abilities allowed him to do so.

It was likely his origin card. The way it worked was simple in principle: when enough people believed the lies about him, they became true, no matter how absurd. However, this consumed an equivalent amount of the faith he had accumulated. Faith, after all, was omnipotent, so long as enough people believed in it.