Card Apprentice Daily Log

Chapter 2235 Memory Loss

Date- Unspecified

Time- Unspecified

Location- Lil Red Storm Planet, Unspecified

This was not the first time the Field Marshal had seen Wyatt's unique eyes, yet her reaction this time around was more absurd and obsessive than the first time she saw them. She herself had zero clue as to why this was to be more accurate, she had no clue about what she was doing currently. She appeared to have lost herself in those eyes.

Those eyes had not only managed to dominate her mind but were slowly affecting her will, it appeared. Trying to understand them, the Field Marshal was slowly losing her individuality, her sense of self, to them. The scary part was the Field Marshal had no idea about what the eyes were doing to her and willingly stared deeper and deeper into them. As if uncovering the mystery of those eyes were the sole purpose of her life.

Wyatt, who was focused on the space disaster, felt the gaze of the Field Marshal. He chose to ignore them, but as time passed, her gaze became more intense, reaching a point where he could no longer ignore them. Suppressing his irritation, Wyatt paused his work, deactivated his primordial soul pupils, and asked her in a commanding tone, "What do you want? Finding her appear to be in a trance, he didn't dare to startle or disturb her, fearing it would have an adverse effect on her.

A few seconds after Wyatt recalled his primordial soul pupils, the Field Marshal slowly awakened from her trance with a very strong sense of loss. She felt an overwhelming sadness, as if she had lost. the meaning of her life, causing her to lose all interest in life. Immediately plunging her healthy mental state into a state of severe depression.

With such a vulnerable mental state, the Field Marshal's prowess were in disarray. She was no longer able to levitate and fell to the ground. Fortunately, Wyatt reacted quickly and grabbed her. However, in his embrace, her appearance morphed into her original appearance. She was no longer appeared like an intense mature adult but a cheerful young teenager dressed in a military uniform too big for her size, especially in her chest and buttocks region.

Wyatt was able to sense the disarray in the Field Marshal's mental state affecting her physical state. Though he had no idea what caused this, he immediately shook the Field Marshal, adding, "Field Marshal, what's wrong? You have to get it together. Tell me, what happened?"

Just as he was panicking, not knowing what to do, the Field Marshal's diamond grimoire suddenly appeared and shone with a bright silver light, which instead of spreading out, gathered around her forehead like an angel's are but was silver in color. Soon, the concentrated light are morphed into a diamond tiara.

As soon as the diamond tiara appeared on the Field Marshal's head, her blank and lost eyes regained their light and became lively ones again. They scanned their surroundings, and finding herself in Wyatt's embrace in her original body, she immediately got out of his embrace and assumed her public form, the intense and stern mature form, asking, "What is going on? What happened?"

"You tell me," Wyatt replied as he was just as clueless.

Listening to his reply, the Field Marshal frowned and tried to recall what happened, only to learn that she had turned to look at Wyatt, not getting any reply from him. But after that, she could not remember anything. This totally puzzled her. Feeling the tiara on her head, she knew something dangerous enough to kill her had transpired, otherwise, the tiara would not appear without her summoning it. This made her want to find out about her lost memories even more.

"I don't really remember what happened. I seem to have lost all memories of the last few minutes, the Field Marshal answered, still mulling over what might have transpired in the last few minutes and what could have alerted the Heatsend family's Heirloom card to come out of its own accord and protect her.

Touching the tiara in her hair, she mentally thanked it for saving her life. Though she could convey her emotions to it, she could not communicate with it otherwise she would have directly asked it what had happened. Feeling regret that her connection with the heirloom card was not strong enough to communicate with it, the Field Marshal checked their surroundings with her intent sense and advised Wyatt, 'It appears this realm is a lot stranger than we previously thought. We need to be more careful.

Wyatt nodded in agreement and immediately summoned his grimoire. He soon became busy with it, so the Field Marshal asked him, "What are you doing?"

"I'm going to register the realm with the devil merchant code and buy all the rights related to this realm, declaring this realm as my property. So that no demon/devil merchant can use the devil merchant code to set foot on this realm, Wyatt answered the Field Marshal without lifting his head. As soon as they found the LSG deposit on this realm, Wyatt wanted to register and buy all the rights related to this realm from the devil merchant code but stopped because that meant his stock of devil-grade ingredients would vanish. Hence, he decided to put it off for the foreseeable future when his wallet could withstand such an expensive purchase. But now, experiencing the oddity with the Field Marshal, he decided to be safe than sorry and decided to register and buy all rights to this realm from the devil merchant code even if it meant he would be a pauper again.

"What? This realm is still not been registered with the devil merchant code? I thought the demon/ devil merchant who found our realm might have used the devil merchant code's inter-realm transportation function to scan its surroundings and found this realm already and registered it with the devil merchant code, the Field Marshal too had thought about having Wyatt register the Lil Red Storm realm under his name but stopped believing some devil/demon merchant might have beaten them to the punch.

"If some other devil/demon merchant had found it before us, they would have already destroyed it for its will fragments!

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