Card Apprentice Daily Log

Chapter 2767: The Commandment of False Witness, Deceitful Devil Peyote Pals.

Date: Unspecified

Time: Unspecified

Location: Zhongguo (China), Liaodong Province, Shuntian Prefecture, Shenyang City, Imperial Palace

”Demon!” Imperial guards who had poured into the ruined courtyard from every corridor and broken arch with their captains, and the shadow guards shouted in unison. Their cries echoed off the shattered marble and scorched walls as they saw the massive humanoid, cactus-like figure tear open the sky and step through the rip like it owned the heavens above the palace.

The rank-and-file guards panicked at the sight, but the captains didn’t. One look was enough for them to realize the truth. That thing wasn’t a demon. It was a devil. A being so powerful and dreadful that even demons treated them with fear and reverence.

None of the captains knew why a devil would appear above the royal palace, but hesitation was a luxury they couldn’t afford. They immediately barked orders, sending the imperial and shadow guards scrambling to escort the imperial descendants and relatives out of the palace while forming defensive lines around the evacuation routes.

The captains stayed behind. If the devil wanted the palace, it would have to step over them first.

”You must be Corey, princess of Scots,” the devil said, its deep voice rolling across the courtyard like distant thunder. The tone carried a chilling calm wrapped in theatrical charm, the kind of voice that felt as if it expected the world to obey. ”That doesn’t belong to you. Hand it over.”

”You’re mistaken,” Corey replied, flashing a confident grin as she looked up at the towering figure. ”It’s mine. But if you feel differently...” She tilted her head slightly, eyes glinting with challenge. ”Come and get it.”

It was the first time Corey had ever faced a devil. And judging by the pressure radiating from the creature above, the stories about them hadn’t exaggerated a thing. This was not going to be an easy kill.

The captains’ gazes shifted between Corey and the devil hovering above the palace. Beneath their stern expressions, a quiet satisfaction crept in. If their two enemies fought each other, the problem might solve itself. Better yet, whoever survived would already be weakened.

That was when they would move in, capture the victor, and pin the entire catastrophe on them. The palace would have its culprit. The empire would regain its peace, and the captains would walk away as the heroes who avenged the Emperor and restored the empire’s order. With that silent understanding passing between them, the captains held their positions and let the confrontation play out.

”You’re every bit as arrogant and condescending as he accused you of,” the devil said, staring at Corey, narrowing its beady, glowing eyes.

”That’s a bit rude to say to someone you’ve just met,” Corey replied. ”Especially when you haven’t even introduced yourself.” She shrugged lightly. ”Then again, I suppose that’s to be expected from a savage race like yours. Manners probably aren’t high on the list.”

As she spoke, Corey stepped onto the air itself, her mental field solidifying the atmosphere beneath her feet without having to rely on her two chivalries. One step at a time, she climbed toward the sky as if invisible stairs had been laid out for her. As a witch, flying was not new to her.

”Hahaha!” The devil burst into laughter, clearly amused by her sharp tongue. After a moment, it spoke again.

”I am the Commandment of False Witness,” the devil declared with theatrical pride. ”The Deceitful Devil, Peyote Pals.”

”Deceitful devil, huh?” Corey said skeptically as she reached its height and stopped before the towering cactus-like figure. ”Makes me wonder if you’re even telling the truth about being called Peyote Pals.”

Suspended in the air before the massive creature, Corey looked tiny by comparison, like a stray cat staring down an adult human. Yet the grin on her face made it clear she didn’t feel small at all.

”I see he forgot to mention that you’re also smart and brave,” the devil said, showing no offense at Corey’s words. In fact, the longer he spoke with her, the more impressed he seemed. That much was clear when he made his offer.

”Join me,” the devil said smoothly. ”Serve as a captain in my demon army, and I’ll give you that relic as a joining gift.”

”Hahaha!” Corey burst into laughter, loud and unrestrained.