"The Golden Mage’s signature Dark Domain..."
The Succubus looked at Austin with surprise, her gaze sliding towards the poker cards in his hand, "As far as I know, you’re just a Silver Mage and don’t have the ability to open a personal domain."
"No, I have always been a Silver Mage. The reason I can open the Dark Domain is that I have money," Austin explained.
Inside the flesh ball, Wayne nodded repeatedly. So, Old Login was at least a Golden Mage.
In Wayne’s arms, Veronica tried to say something with her mouth covered.
The flesh ball was one-way transparent, visible from the inside out, allowing one to clearly see the outside scenery. On one hand, she was curious about the secrets on her father’s body, and on the other, she was annoyed by the internal squabbles between the two societal trash.
"Don’t talk, just watch the show. Austin should be a very powerful mage," Wayne whispered into Veronica’s ear, "You can open your eyes. Here, you won’t be affected by the Succubus’ temptation."
Veronica tried opening her eyes and saw that it was indeed so; she curiously watched the Succubus, seeing her very clearly.
Big breasts, long legs, and not wearing clothes, a bad woman!
"Why aren’t you affected by the Succubus?"
"Like I said before, I’m not interested in women!"
Then why are you so close?
Veronica looked down, staring at the right hand pressed against her left chest, silent.
First of all, that wasn’t her hand, and secondly, how long was it planning on staying there?
"Sorry for the trouble, if I don’t stay close, you’ll be affected by the Succubus and the chaotic thoughts around," Wayne said as he moved his poverty-alleviating right hand away and replaced it with his left hand on Veronica’s right chest, acting as if nothing was wrong, "Watch the show, it’s Old Login’s turn and he is drawing a card."
I really didn’t expect him to be a card shark!
"Who’s Old Login?" Veronica moved the hand from her chest.
In the middle of the room, Austin was shuffling the cards skillfully, calmly saying, "As far as I know, you are the Demon King Container collected by the Royal Family in the Saint George Church at Windsor Castle, representing the Lord of Lust from Hell. Recently, you were taken by Setoras’ Familiar Gain, the Night Tyrant’s familiar..."
"The familiar came for the Death Knight and has ignored the Death Knight to attack me. Looking at how nonchalant you are and even giving me time to shuffle the cards, may I assume that the Magic Department’s traitor has teamed up with the familiar and holds a higher position than the familiar in their alliance?"
The enemy is not the Devil; it has always been from the Magic Department.
Austin wasn’t angry at all; internal strife within the profession and external strife within the industry are universal truths, and he had long since grown accustomed to them.
The Succubus cracked a slight smile, her tail unwinding from her legs, withdrawing the absolute domain, crossing her pale, long, beautiful legs one over the other.
Inside the flesh ball, Veronica raised her hand to block Wayne’s eyes, warning him not to look indiscriminately.
"I’ll tell mother, and she will deal with him."
Wayne, his eyes blocked by Veronica, could see nothing, but outside the flesh ball, a tentacle reached out; at its tip, it wriggled and formed into an eyeball.
True to the Succubus’ nature, appealing to his senses.
Those really great legs.
Austin ignored the Succubus’ seduction and continued to shuffle undisturbed, "You may not say it, but I can assume. The traitor from the Magic Department is hiding in the shadows, watching. He dare not show himself and face me..."
"Tonight is all about probing and gathering information!"
"I could give him some information, like the Lando Family’s luck..."
"I’m not sure if there’s a Goddess of Fortune in the world, but the members of the Lando Family have always been very lucky..."
Austin finished shuffling, "This deck of cards has fifty-four, forty of them in four suits from one to ten, representing the Four Elements; I’ve sealed Elemental Magic within them according to the level of destructiveness, ten being the strongest and one the weakest..."
"Then there are twelve cards for the Prince, Queen, and King, as well as two Joker Cards, all of them higher than the Four Elements Magic and corresponding to different beliefs, each one costly to produce."
Austin drew a card, smiling slightly, showing it to the Succubus, "Look, my luck has always been good."
The back of the card bore the Lando Family’s emblem, marked with the King of Spades on the front, which was the King, depicted as an Undead Knight riding a warhorse, representing the belief in Death, the Death Knight.
Austin closed his eyes and drew the Four Elements from the Ancient Silver Coin, infusing them into the King of Spades, turning the Death Knight’s projection into reality.
In the study, the Death Knight, riding the Undead Warhorse and holding a greatsword, wearing black armor, with white flickers in its skeletal eye sockets and a cloak of death billowing, became lifelike.
So lifelike that even Wayne couldn’t find a fault.
The moment the Death Knight appeared, Austin’s face paled slightly, big drops of sweat fell, and his breathing became rapid.
"You’re not the real Lord of Lust, with limited Divine Power inside, and he’s not a real Death Knight. The two of you are perfect opponents for each other," Austin said as he drew another card, the Eight of Hearts, and set up a Wind Elemental Barrier around him.
His breathing became even more labored.
Veronica felt quite distressed, and nudged Wayne in the side with her elbow, signaling him to hurry out and help.
"You haven’t improved at all, blondly following without seeing clearly. Austin is clearly deceiving you. Unlike me, I’ve been honest and truthful since childhood, only telling you the truth," Wayne said as he stepped on Austin’s words to praise himself.
Veronica gave him a look of disdain. Honest people don’t keep diaries, let alone future diaries.
By then, the Death Knight was already clashing with the Succubus. She hurried to watch, not wanting to miss any detail.
The Death Knight charged on its horse, and the Knight’s Sword swung towards the Succubus’ neck. As a Magical Being, it couldn’t resist the Succubus’ charm, and its strike was slow, seemingly reluctant to harm.