In the soft afternoon sun, as time passed, Lanchi and Sid, who was holding a cat, followed an ancient stone road to the Lord's Mansion in Czeston City.

As they approached the building, they were greeted by a red-brick mansion with intricate geometric patterns intertwined with verdant climbing plants, as if it had grown over time, and a wide oak double door with the Creston family crest engraved on it, a soaring kingfisher.

Viscount Levine Chingston, who had long since returned home, opened the door and invited the two guests in.

Next to the study on the second floor of the Lord's Mansion, there is a workshop that can be used to make magic items.

Soon, Viscount Levine Chesston led the two to the door of the workshop.

"When the work is done at the prison later, Char will send all the prisoners' documents here."

Viscount Chingston said.

The Governor had previously instructed them that he needed all of the criminal's credentials, as well as all the magic cards he could peel off.

"Well, I'm sorry for you."

Lanch stood by the door and answered.

With Char in place of the Great Love Poet's education work, he can make cards with peace of mind later.

Pushing the door of the workshop in front of him, before he had crossed the threshold of the vicissitudes of history in front of him, an inexplicable and melodious magical enchantment energy had slowly woven a mist of light on the door.

Under the influence of this faint force, the ancient coat of arms engraved on the long-silent metal door began to glow a deep blue, a signal for the activation of the barrier that protected the card maker.

What appeared in front of me was a room that was completely different from the decoration of the mansion -

The neat counter seems to be a witness of the years, there is not too much carving and complexity, only the quaint atmosphere makes people feel the regular sequence.

He turned around and looked at Sid behind him: "Sid, the time for me to make cards is unpredictable, and it may be boring later?" ”

Like in the past, in her hometown of Nan Vantina, Talia sometimes waited for him to make a card, and it took most of the day to wait.

Of course, for the demons who have lived for hundreds of years, the speed of time may be different, and an afternoon is probably a blink of an eye in Taria's eyes, so that she never realizes how precious time is, and the marriageable age has passed quietly.

Sigrid is different, she is a very popular type of normal woman, and she is too old to get married, probably just because she is too good to be classified as a situation with Talia.

“…… It's all boring, I don't know, I just feel like you might want to punch me before dinner today. ”

Sid stared into Lanch's eyes, feeling that he was becoming more and more unscrupulous, and the thought was almost enough for her to guess.

Fortunately, no one he knew knew who could read minds, otherwise this kid would have to go to the hospital sooner or later, and might even skip the step of going to the hospital.

"How so?"

Ranch sighed, looked at Sid sincerely, and raised his palm to signal her into the room.

The spacious card-making workshop had a complete card-making facility, and all of them were relatively high-end equipment, and although Sid didn't understand the work of the magicians, she could see that it was very good to have these things in a remote city-state.

It didn't take long for the steward of the mansion to prepare and deliver the items on Ranchi's list at Viscount Chingston's orders.

In addition to conventional materials such as whiteboard cards, energy crystals, rubbing magic stones, and magic core liquid, there are also a bunch of demonic materials, and it is easier to buy the related items needed for demonic magic cards in the Protos Empire than in the Hutton Kingdom.

"In addition to staying here, you can leave at any time halfway, it won't affect me, and I was in a relaxed state when I made the card."

Ranch lifted a chair and placed it on the side of the room farther away from the workbench, leaving plenty of space for West Germany.

"Okay."

Sid nodded, sat down in front of the chair, leaned back lazily in the chair, supported his chin with one hand, and tilted his head slightly, like a queen watching a play.

She stared blankly ahead, apparently interested in what was in front of her.

Because then she will only watch Ranchi make cards to pass the time.

"It seems that there is still a card maker association in the Southern Continent?"

Sid asked, thinking for a moment.

If she remembered correctly, there were seven ranks, from the lowest Iron, Bronze, Silver, Gold, Platinum, and Magic Crystal, to the highest Greatmaster.

Except for the last rank of the giant, which was almost just a symbol of honor, the promotion conditions and divisions of the first six levels were very clear and strict, so as a native of the Northern Continent, she could roughly understand what level each level was placed in their Northern Continent.

The Northern Continent does not have a super-giant multinational joint guild organization like the Southern Continent, and if you study in the Protos Empire, the card maker's certificate is a branch of the magician.

No matter what kind of branch of the high-level magician, they have a high income in the empire.

According to her judgment, the magician who can obtain the registration license of the Southern Continent is no longer at the apprentice level, the iron level is probably the magician who can take charge of the Protos Empire, the bronze level is the elite magician, and the silver level is quite powerful, which can easily produce purple rare quality magic props, and the gold level can even become a royal magician, this level is even enough to create a pink divine grade work.

The platinum-level magic craftsmen above it, whether it is a scroll master, a prop master, a card maker or an instrument master, put the entire Protos Empire only in single digits, and all of them are the key protection objects belonging to the Protos Empire, even if it is a Catholic Church, the Protos Empire will not allow her to come into contact.

Since most of their Deceptive branches advocate Sigrid's martial arts, the proportion of scientific researchers or scholars such as magicians is very small, and it is rare for a few skilled magicians in her subordinates to be directly hired by her.

As for the Holy Son, Sigrid only knew that his Holy Son also had the functions of a magician, and since he needed to let him manage the entire Deception branch for himself, he didn't consider letting him take care of scientific research at the same time.

It wasn't until today that she was convinced that he was a native of the Southern Continent, and she saw the outrageous [Fake Slate-Wind], that she suddenly realized that she still didn't know the level of the Holy Son's card making.

The most popular branch of magicians in the Southern Continent is the card maker, and this kid may be very powerful in the Protos Empire.

She thought to herself.

"Yes, the association is very good, it can provide a lot of convenience, and of course, there is a corresponding job while enjoying the privileges."

Shrouded in the warm amber light, the card-making workshop cut off from the outside world of the mansion, the luster swam on the magic measuring instruments and the sub-tray utensils, Ranchi stood in front of the workbench like a painter immersed in his own world, taking stock of the material ratios, and he was ready to confirm the work at hand.

I don't know if he can successfully pass the platinum-level final examination when he returns to the Southern Continent, and if he can pass, he will have to help as an examiner to invigilate the platinum-level card maker exam, which is one of the highest levels of assessment in the Southern Continent.

After coming to the Northern Continent, most of his time was occupied by work, official business, and travel, and now that he thinks about it, he still has one of the few opportunities to regain these tools.

“……”

Seeing that Ranch began to concentrate on his work, West Germany stopped bothering him.

"How's the magic card he made?"

Sid asked quietly as he looked down at the little black cat.

"I don't know...... But it seems to be a very powerful kind. ”

Boss Cat raised his head, with a little confusion in his eyes, and replied with a wince.

At first, it thought that this guy was a rookie, blowing up cards every day, pretending to be a professional card maker.

It wasn't until later that it saw the [Nuclear Fusion Wolf] that it realized that this newborn could make epic cards.

But it didn't dare tell Sigrid Ranch about the suspicion of being a platinum-level card maker.

There are dozens of platinum-level or above card makers in the entire Southern Continent, and it is easy to find them in the Southern Continent.

If Sigrid had known Ranchi's true identity, it would never have dreamed that one day a cardinal from the Resurrection Church would personally visit its Cat Boss's restaurant!

What if its home is used as a cult den by the Great Priest! Absolutely no such thing!!

Ask for a monthly pass at the end of the month! Kneel down at night, thank you!

(End of chapter)