Chapter 45. Dekan's Holy Magic

"He looks like he knows what he's doing, but in reality, he made a serious common sense error. The scroll he chose indicates he's making a purification-type spell card, but no purification-type spell card would use Demon's Blood. Also, Purifying Holy Flame should be for an offensive-type holy attribute card. It seems he's just an amateur."

An examiner couldn't help but start sharply criticizing my card-making process.

"The materials he chose are only enough to make one magic card. There's no chance for subsequent attempts."

"This card has been looking like it's about to explode since just now. It's making me a little scared just watching it."

"When this card explodes later, we just need to have the fire and rescue measures ready."

"Wait, do you guys understand the magic characters he's writing?"

“......It doesn't seem to be human magic script. The syllables corresponding to these characters are probably difficult for humans to even chant.”

"Is it draconic? Or elven?"

"I don't know! I've never seen a card maker using a non-human magic language."

......

I entered a state of self-forgetfulness. For a moment, I seemed to have forgotten the human language, and only the thoughts that Shijiang had once conveyed in my mind echoed in my ears.

Although this was my first attempt at making a third-rank spell card.

But for some reason, I felt very good.

As if without thinking, my consciousness would guide my hands forward. I was very clear on how to operate each subsequent step.

I don't know how much time had passed, but a faint smile finally appeared on the corner of my mouth.

Done.

And I performed well!

"Shijiang truly does not deceive me."

I finally finished all the inscriptions. My cautious and slow movements suddenly accelerated, becoming fluid and smooth, and I completed the sealing step in less than two minutes.

The moment the mist dissipated.

An orange light instantly illuminated the entire hall!

A candidate next to me was blinded by it and made an operational error, bidding farewell to his last chance.

Even so, he still opened his mouth wide, rubbing his eyes and couldn't help but take another look.

Before he could get angry, he was stunned.

Orange?!

Is this something that can appear in an exam hall?

"A Rank 3 epic card?"

"I actually got to witness the birth of a Rank 3 epic card with my own eyes!"

"So Dekan's main profession is a card maker!! No wonder his cards are all so weird!"

"Making an orange epic, then he... wouldn't he become a 3rd-rank, special-grade card maker?"

"How many years... how many years has it been since I've heard of this title!"

The audience seats had already erupted in a tsunami of exclamations.

I calmly walked to the proctor's desk and handed this card to the appraiser.

After the appraiser finished appraising it, he wiped his glasses and checked his instruments.

Then he tried to appraise it again.

【Blood Purification】

【Category: Spell Card】

【Grade: Orange Epic】

【Rank: 3】

【Effect: If used on oneself, it can remove abnormal statuses of Rank 3 and below. If used on a different race, it will purify the opponent's blood, evaporating a portion of their blood volume. Cooldown: 120 seconds.】

【Remark: Heretic! I will purify you!】

"You call this purification?!"

The appraiser's eyes widened. Confirming that the appraisal result was not wrong, he muttered in disbelief.

Then, under the shocked gazes of the examiners, this card was sent into the testing room.

"Is this card really safe? Are you a pure-blooded human?"

“......Why don't we just count it as a pass?”

In a short while, the card was sent out.

It was directly determined to be valid.

Neither of the two testers dared to use this card on the other.

If their bloodline wasn't pure, they might very well be purified.

......

The audience seats continued to erupt in waves of discussion and exclamation.

It felt like a New Year's celebration.

However, unlike the joyful atmosphere of the onlookers, the air between Iris and Teresia was exceptionally heavy.

When Iris first saw the orange light, she was stunned for a moment, as if her brain had short-circuited.

"Orange... Epic?"

Iris' face gradually grew hot, as if she finally understood the current situation.

She had actually been boasting in front of a card maker who could create epic cards?

And a monster who could create same-rank epic cards!

She sniffled, and her eyes began to well up with tears.

She only felt that the words she had said to me before were now like a curse lingering in her ears, unable to be dispelled.

For a moment, she wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

"I-Your Highness Iris, Dekan was just lucky! After all, card making is three parts skill and seven parts luck!"

Teresia, in a bit of a panic, wanted to reach out and touch Iris, but was afraid she would shatter at her touch, and hesitated to touch her shoulder.

"This, this kind of characteristic card... could it be that all the cards he uses are made by himself?"

Iris' voice trembled, as if tears were about to fall at any moment.

She looked at the public appraisal result.

This card, with its extremely unique characteristics, made it hard not to associate it with my card deck.

This led to a very terrifying guess—

All of my cards were actually personally made.

This was not luck at all; this was absolute skill.

He was actually able to easily create Rank 2 purple cards when he was still at the second rank.

Even that Ruined Poet was probably his early work!

I was undoubtedly a super-spec card-making prodigy that left Iris in the dust.

“......”

Teresia was silent. She felt that Iris' eyes could no longer hold back her tears and didn't dare to provoke her further.

"You... you knew about his card-making level all along, didn't you?"

Iris also understood Teresia's meaning.

"No, Iris, I really didn't expect you to have such a great time chatting with him, and I thought he would at most make a purple rare card......"

Teresia said somewhat timidly.

This made Iris tremble even more.

Then she turned her head and noticed that the several association staff members waiting behind had already awkwardly averted their gazes.

Obviously, these few deacons had also witnessed the entire process of Iris boasting to me.

Iris wanted to hold back her tears, but the sense of shame that was almost killing her was indescribable.

Her eyes became redder and redder, and tears fell like broken strings of pearls.

Finally, she suddenly thought of something and looked at me in the exam hall.

I was also looking at her and gave her a brilliant smile.

The mottled sunlight fell on my face through the glass window, yet it still couldn't cover up that smile that was brighter than the sun.

"Waaah......"

Iris couldn't control herself and cried out loud as she stood up from her seat and ran away.

This was Princess Iris' first time running away in her life...

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