Southern Continent, Cress Empire.

Hidden deep underground, it is a dark palace and a symbol of absolute power.

This ultra-ancient underground city, surrounded by darkness, but there are magic guides that skillfully imitate the deep light and shadow cast by the blood moon, and the buildings on both sides of the wide and empty streets are made of dark stone, tall and heavy, and the silhouette depicts the shadows of ancient art, lying quietly in this dark city, solidifying the dust of endless years.

At the end of the dungeon-state, a cold and eerie magic swells with a towering castle with a façade made of natural obsidian, inlaid with icy silver edges and medieval red crystal transparent carvings.

A figure dressed in a long robe came to the entrance of the castle, and went deeper and deeper into the interior, after passing through the luxurious decorations and corridors, he pushed open the heavy black iron gate in front of him, only to see a glorious palace like a council chamber, accompanied by a deep atmosphere of power and a heavy sense of history into view.

Under the rose window topped with immortal crystals, chandeliers emitting a halo of extravagance hang from cold chains, and the carpet extends like red flowing water to the end of the sight, and the light is scattered through the crystals like stars, adding a little dark beauty to the whole space.

In this vast high-roof meeting room, the center is occupied by a banquet table tens of meters long, the long table is made of ink-black fine iron, painted with intricate textures of blood magic spells, is also a symbol of the art style of the blood world, on both sides of the long table, each high-backed chair is like a throne, the top of the back of the chair is engraved with the gem totem corresponding to the chair owner.

However, at this time.

The chamber seemed to be unusually silent, with only one figure sitting on the thirteen high-backed chairs.

When he came to the palace, he stood elegantly at the end of the long table, and did not take a seat.

"Marquis Heritir, the followers of the Church of the Resurrection met the half-demon, but missed."

He saluted and spoke, a male voice.

Distance.

The figure sitting in the seventh high-backed chair kept his eyes closed, slowly raising his head, as if he could see through the dome the totems woven by the stars shining in the deep night sky.

"It shouldn't."

She muttered to herself,

"That half-blood demon death omen has appeared twice, but both have been dissolved."

“……”

The man was silent, and he naturally knew which two signs of death the marquis was referring to.

For the first time, Hubertian failed to attend school and died tragically in Hutton's royal capital.

The second time, Huberian was supposed to be killed by the Resurrection in the Shadow World.

But this natural thing did not happen, but the ending was reversed.

Everything has to do with a new human born in the Academy of Icheryta.

"The remnants of the demons, no matter what, must be removed."

The voice of the Marquis of the Blood Clan was distant and cold, as if it was emotion, as if it was resentment, as if it was helpless, and as if, with a trace of regret that time could not erase,

"Historical experience tells us that only when the power of humans and demons converges can the power that threaten us be born."

The Marquis finally opened her crimson blood pupils, and under the dark shadow, no one could see how old the memories were hidden in them.

In this era, the demon race has been wiped out by the hands of humans themselves.

Under the infinite expansion of desires, cults are rampant, the north and south continents are falling apart, and mankind is still fighting civil wars for power.

These stupid acts mean only one thing -

"The heyday of the Blood Moon will surely return, and humanity needs to be reminded of their servility."

The Marquis's face, which had become cold, was incomparably calm, and with a distant majesty that no one dared to profane.

Every word echoed in the palace like the crisp jingle of the ice melting before the end of winter.

……

The kingdom of Hutton, the royal capital of Ichrita.

When the golden light of the rising sun gently sprinkled on the campus of the ancient Eceryta Academy, the brick and stone buildings were dyed with a warm yellow glow, lingering and exuding a sense of history.

The dormitory building of the Sage's Academy also seemed to be awakened, and from time to time students entered and exited through the door.

It's the morning of the third day of school.

With a cup of coffee, Lanch leaned against the edge of his balcony door, listening to the chirping of birds among the trees as he watched his classmates go to school.

When he came back from the Shadow World early yesterday morning, he slept for a long time and didn't wake up until the early hours of this morning.

After leaving the dormitory in the middle of the night to eat a meal that he didn't know whether to call it breakfast or supper, he began to return to his desk and study card making, and there was still the "Registration Regulations of the Southern Continent Card Making Association" on the table.

Now he has reached the third order and has the most basic reference qualifications.

Only by becoming a registered card maker of the Southern Continent Card Makers Association can you obtain official patent protection, as well as avoid many cumbersome identification and guarantee steps and reduce handling fees.

And the strength of the benefits is also related to the level of the card maker.

Next, if you want to open a store that can sell exclusive magic cards, in addition to the license that Hubertian needs to get on his side, he also needs to get the identity of a registered card maker, the higher the level, the better, which directly determines the starting speed of their business.

The next most recent Registered Card Maker exam held at Hutton Royal Capital will be held in a little more than a month.

Although it was quite a long time in terms of senses, in fact, even if he gave Lan Qi another month, he was not too confident that he would be able to pass directly.

Regarding the crafting of third-order magic cards, he still has to go to Talia to learn.

His card-making process is still not stable enough, and if he can't improve it significantly, whether he can make a finished card in the exam depends too much on luck.

But it's not hopeless.

Ranch remembers that Talia had told him that if he wanted to pursue the highest success rate in card making, he should choose the [magic type] that is the most compatible with him in the exam.

Because this will directly affect the success rate of card makers.

This is also why card makers will choose their own specialization direction in the later stage.

For example, the three types that Talia is best at are [Curse], [Spirit], and [Poison], which are also the three types of magic that she has the best temperament.

Among them, [Curse] is excellent, and [Spirit] and [Poison] are excellent, which also leads to Taria's specialization as a curse-based magic card maker.

As for other types of magic, such as elemental magic and some special types of magic, her physiognomy is not very good.

According to Taria's visual inspection, Rankie's [Spirit] magic is superior, [Poison] is poor, [Curse] is extremely poor, and she is too lazy to look at the rest.

If you have a certain type of magic that is as good or good as Talia.

Then do this on the card maker exam!

And these types of magic may also become the direction of specialization for his career as a card maker in the future.

(End of chapter)