Card Apprentice Daily Log

Chapter 2679: Sansa’s Shenanigans

Date: Unspecified

Time: Unspecified

Location: Myriad Realms, Card World, Southern Region, Blossom District, Sky Blossom City, TSR Guild Headquarters

I looked at Sansa, wondering if I should just kill her. Yes, there was a demon merchant contract between us, but I had loopholes in place to revoke it whenever I wanted. What did you expect? It was a demon merchant contract. It always favored the demon merchant.

Why the sudden change of heart?

There were three reasons for that. First, I had let Sansa live only so that she and the other two mischiefs would kill the Masters, as seen in Clown Mask’s future vision. Second, she was meant to be my insider among the three mischiefs, such that when the time came, she could help me eliminate the other two.

Third, and last, the most important of the three, was that she had figured me out. She had pretended to resist when I ordered her to kneel before my crotch, yet she showed no discomfort holding that position while reporting to me.

There was only one explanation for that. She knew I was doing it purely to humiliate and dominate her, I had no intention of taking it any further. To put it in her words, ’Satisfy my ego and show that I was still in control.’ That was why she hadn’t been afraid to come here in her original body.

Not to mention, she had figured out that I was using the VR-Slime cards and the VR-universe for surveillance and intelligence purposes, creating my own intelligence network across the five regions. Sansa had learned too much about me. It was only a matter of time that she knew enough to come after me.

When I spared Sansa, I resolved that once she outlived her usefulness to me, she would die a horrible death by my hands, upholding my promise to young Wyatt’s resentment on my first day in this world.

Given how the circumstances have developed, I saw no reason to continue my ruse with Sansa. She could have lived another night or two but she had to push her luck.

"Wyatt, come on. We have to find a way to move past our differences and work together. You have the vision and the capital. I have the manpower and the means. Together, we can bring the royal families and the Masters to their knees and unite the five regions under one ruler. You know what I’m saying is true. I know you can already see it. Just tell me what I need to do to help you put the past behind us and trust me to help you unite the five regions under one ruler," Sansa began once again, trying to persuade me after seeing me fall silent in thought.

She had misunderstood my silence. She thought I was weighing whether to accept her proposal, not deciding if I should kill her. The irony almost made me laugh.

"Sansa, you keep saying you’ll help me unite the five regions under one ruler," I said as I slowly stepped closer to her. "But you’ve never actually said who that ruler would be. Would it be me, or would it be you?"

Sansa’s eyes widened in astonishment hearing her little trick being caught by me, but she hurriedly denied, "Wyatt, of course it’s going to be you. I had no such idea, you are overthinking it."

"Am I, now?" I asked with a chuckle as I watched Sansa try to gaslight me.

This woman was a maniac. She dared to pull a stunt like this under these circumstances. Despite everything I knew about her, it was still hard for me to believe. It made me wonder whether she was being reckless or simply that confident. I even considered the possibility that she had additional insurances in place, which would explain why she was willing to come here in her original body. There was no way to find out without pushing her far enough to force her to use them.

Thanks to my Celestial Blood Fate Domain, Sansa was completely cut off from the outside world. If I killed her here, her origin card would not be able to revive her through the body of someone who remembered her. Escape was not an option.

She could always try a hostage exchange, but I had made it a point to monitor everyone close to those I cared about for any signs of Gideon Grim’s, the Emissary of Light’s, or Sansa’s soul energy influencing their minds or wills. On top of that, the Houndragons were watching over the city. I didn’t see any real possibility of that working.

So what was it that made her so confident?

"You don’t believe me, do you? Yeah, you’re too smart to fall for that. Even to I got caught, I don’t regret it. It was fun while it lasted. If got the chance, I would do it all over again," Sansa reflected as her tone shifted abruptly, her demeanor changing with it. She was done pretending. Her voice turned playful, while her posture radiated confidence, silently announce, ’I will leave here alive. What about you?’

"Wyatt, don’t feign ignorance in front of me. I’m the master of memories. When it comes to acting, no one in this world is my match. I can see it in your eyes. You’ve already made up your mind to kill me, haven’t you?" Sansa said, noting my indifference to her supposed revelation. Now that she knew I had caught on to her small games, she was not certain that I wasn’t weighing whether to accept her proposal, but had decided to kill her

"Do you know that I’ve made up my mind to kill you," I replied evenly, "or are you asking whether I have?" I was being deliberately difficult. There was no rush, after all. She was already trapped within my Celestial Domain. I wanted to see what gave her the courage and confidence to stand before me.

"Hahaha," Sansa laughed, completely ignoring my words. "Wyatt, my offer still stands. Partner up with me. The five regions are big enough to accommodate both our egos and our appetites."