Miracle Card Shop: All My Cards Can Be Actualize - Chapter 311 Being friend with that guy is bad enough

Chapter 311 Being friend with that guy is bad enough

?”Ah-ha! How’s that!” Gluttony smiled brightly as she presented the grand Sushi bento, exquisitely arranged and made with all of her skill.

Gluttony’s masterpiece, the grand Sushi bento, was a dazzling display of culinary artistry. Encased in a gilded black wooden box, the assortment of sushi within was a symphony of colors, textures, and flavors.

The meticulously arranged fresh fish and seafood, sourced with precision, formed a vibrant mosaic. Each piece was a testament to Gluttony’s various knife skills, creating a visual feast before even taking a single bite.

The sushi pieces ranged from delicate sashimi slices to intricately rolled maki, with a harmonious blend of tastes that danced on the palate. The rice, expertly seasoned and shaped, served as the foundation for this culinary masterpiece.

From the rich marbling of tuna to the buttery texture of salmon, every ingredient was selected with utmost care. The bento contained a mix of traditional favorites and innovative creations, showcasing Gluttony’s culinary prowess.

“Ohhhh!” As Pride gazed upon the grand Sushi bento, even her anger took a back seat, momentarily replaced by the allure of this gastronomic spectacle.

“As expected of you, Gluttony,” Pride genuinely praised Gluttony for her exquisite culinary skill.

“Ok! Then, as a special service, I’ll deliver this bento myself. Where is your man?” Gluttony asked as her hand quickly packed the bento.

“Second floor, the room at the end of the corridor,” Pride answered truthfully but then immediately rectified her blunder. “Wait! He’s not my man!!” Pride quickly corrected herself.

Expecting to be teased by Gluttony, Pride instead saw Gluttony’s face pale as if she had seen a ghost.

“What did you say? Second floor? At the end of the corridor!?” Gluttony asked in alarm.

“Yes… why?” Pride was confused. What’s wrong with that room? Yes, it has a lot of talismans plastered on it, but aren’t they witches? They have means to suppress or even kill evil spirits and demons.

“Shit!” Gluttony swore and quickly rushed out of the shop, forgetting the sushi box, which fell for Pride to take along with her.

“Wait! Gluttony! What’s wrong!?” Pride called out and followed Gluttony out of the sushi bar.

She followed her toward the second floor and saw Gluttony preparing her magic while running through the corridor, activating the function of her Sanctum Sanctorum to let the occupants within the room and people around it ignore and not recognize them.

“So… not just the Sushi bar, this entire apartment is her Sanctum Sanctorum,” Pride uttered after witnessing what Gluttony did.

Gluttony quickly entered the room at the end of the corridor and saw Daniel meticulously examining his blade amidst a collection of weapon maintenance tools spread on the floor before him. That blade was, of course, the one Reiko resided in.

The intense holy power emanated from the blade, even corroding some of Gluttony’s necromancy magic, usually employed as a shield against various unexpected dangers. The spirit shield on her body began to soften, and the mana drain on her increased slightly as she instinctively tried to maintain it.

“Who are you!? Are you from the Vatican!?” Gluttony asked in alarm.

For Gluttony, specializing in Necromancy and Shamanic magic, the Vatican was a menace that hunted her everywhere she went. Especially in Europe, where their influence was prevalent over the region.

She had lost some of her friends and contacts to them, and worst of all, her beloved husband fell victim to the most powerful Grand Paladin of the Vatican, Christopher Ward, during her diplomatic mission from the Hightower.

Even more distressing, the Hightower didn’t lift a finger for her, citing diplomatic reasons such as wanting to avoid war with the Vatican.

Daniel looked with a blank expression at Gluttony, who regarded him as if he were her nemesis.

“Huh?” He’s was confused. From his perspective, this mixed-race woman of Caucasian and African descent suddenly barged into his room while he was maintaining his equipment.

Especially the blade that Reiko resided in. He wanted to find out what kind of abilities this blade would have if Reiko cooperated to use her abilities when she resided in it. What cool moves could he dish out? His inner nerd needed to be satisfied after all.

“I asked, who are you!? Answer me! or else!!” Gluttony became more forceful.

Daniel scratched his head, wondering why this woman became this forceful toward him; they just met!

“Err… have we met? If my memory serves me right, this is the first time we’ve met,” Daniel said in confusion.

Hearing what Daniel said, Gluttony found that it stood to reason. This guy here was just sitting in his room, maintaining his weapon, minding his own business. If it weren’t for the weapon’s holy power that was even stronger than hers, she wouldn’t react like that.

Gluttony forced herself to calm down but did not put down her guard or cancel her spell preparation in her hand, which was hidden behind the opened door.

“I’m Farhia, the Sushi chef who lives in the Sushi shop below. Who are you?” Gluttony introduced herself using her name.

Hearing this, Daniel looked at Gluttony’s hand that was hidden behind the opened door. He knew that she’s not completely off guard and prepared to attack him at any time. So, he chose to be honest this time, hoping that his name would scare her away, or at least calm her down.

He didn’t want to cause trouble here yet. He was still not ready to face the Shogunate forces of this land. He had his magic seal once when he was on that island, and God knew what trump card the Shogunate had in store if he were to go nuts without any plan.

Since he still hadn’t contacted his lost people, he needed to find both Momotaro and Heracles before he could do anything further.

“My name is Daniel Emberweave, the founder of Astral Tech Corporation and Astral Workshop,” Daniel answered truthfully.

The moment Daniel spoke his true name, both Gluttony and Pride, who were hiding nearby, were shocked by this revelation.

That was because the one causing a lot of trouble for the Hightower as of late was Daniel Emberweave, who was being propagated by the Path of Knowledge faction as their significant enemy with remarkable power and was marked for death when met, with a rich reward promised by Cyrus himself.

However, as members of the Seven Witches, they knew better than to trust that propaganda from Cyrus. The Path of Knowledge faction only signified Daniel’s power as the same rank as a GrandMaster mage, but they knew that even so, GrandMaster Rank is strong, but not strong enough to close the hell gate by himself!

Gluttony’s wariness shot through the roof the moment she heard Daniel’s full name. She prepared for the worst. Unravel the Unknown, Unleash the Unimaginable: N♡vεlB¡n.

“And, what is your relationship with Grand Paladin Christopher Ward?” Gluttony asked, still wary of the blade in Daniel’s hand.

Hearing the question from Gluttony, Daniel’s face was shocked; his hair stood on end as a creepy feeling ran throughout his body. His mind reverted back to the day when he was plundering all the treasure from Mammon, recalling the words spoken by one of the female paladins who seemed to be a fan of boy-love manhwa. — ‘Kyaaaaaaaaaaahh! The Magitek x Mammon ship! This is soooo spicy!’ —

“E… Excuse me… Wh… why do I need to have some relationship with that guy? Are you insane!?” Daniel retorted with disgust, his thoughts dwelling on the many kinky scenarios that happen in boy-love manhwa.

“Eh?” Gluttony was confused; somehow, she got the feeling that Daniel had misinterpreted her words.

“I mean… Is he your friend, or something…” Gluttony wanted to continue but was immediately cut off.

“The first time that guy saw me, he even wanted to shish kebab me! Being friends is bad enough; why do I need to be something else with that fanatic psycho!?” Daniel quickly corrected Gluttony, who was about to continue.

That’s exactly how he feels—being friends with that guy is bad enough. Why would he want to be something more than a friend? Is this woman crazy, or has she read too much boy-love manhwa?

— Meanwhile – Atlanteus Base —

Within a newly built large building complex, on the rooftop, there’s a luxury house built in modern architectural style.

In the living room, a girl is busy arranging various cosmetics on the table. Beside the array of beauty products, there is a yellow iguana dressed in a flowery frilly outfit, reminiscent of a character from a Hollywood fairytale princess animation.

Next to the iguana is a priest in a black trench coat, none other than Christopher Ward, who volunteered to help take care of Sylvana since Michaela was suck at kitchen work.

“Achoo! Damn… someone must have cursed me behind my back,” Christopher uttered before placing the food plates on the table.

“Or maybe they’re just planning to kill you,” the iguana quipped.

Christopher: “Shut up, Princess.”

Iguana Mammon: “You!”

“Come on, Princess Aura! You need to get dressed before you go to the prince’s party.” Little troublemaker Sylvana approached the iguana and used Envy’s expensive lipstick to paint the iguana’s lips.

“I want to die…” The Iguana Mammon said without any hope, but suddenly, he felt a surge of killing intent from behind him. It’s a no-brainer whose it belongs to.

“Also, I’m just kidding, I love my life,” Iguana Mammon added.