Card Apprentice Daily Log

Chapter 1193 Rage Before Reason

Date- 5 April 2321

Time- 04:14

Location- Southern Region, Blossom district, Sky Blossom City, Outskirts

"Y-you, take that back," Belphegor yelled. He never in his dream thought that one day he would be outsmarted and tricked by a mortal customer.

All those that willingly summon a devil merchant because of their ambition think that they can trick the devil merchant but never succeed. But today one did. It was not that Belphegor never thought that the customer would try to outsmart him but he did and was especially on guard against this particular customer but still things somehow ended up this way.

Why he did not think there had to be a catch for someone with a low realm to have a demigod's soul that has been to the river of souls? It was because before he could consider that the monster worm named Dalton Wyatt drew his thoughts toward himself using the ruse of a wager. Belphegor was too busy thinking about the agenda behind the monster worm proposing a wager and forget to question the related details of the demigod's soul that the monster worm used to trade for his recommendation quota.

"Truth cannot be taken back or hidden, Belphegor," My voice could not be more condescending.

However, I was surprised by how angry Belphegor was getting, considering that he was a devil, it should be very difficult but not a problem for him to refine the demigod's soul even though the bloodline meaning of the blood rule had kept its demigod will intact. I did not know what Belphegor's fuzz was about. Since it was working as per my plan I had no complaints.

"..." The Jet-black monster worm with blood-red beady eyes glared at the other monster worm in front of it wishing to rip its soul out and put it through all the torture known to the demonkind. But it did not act on its impulse and just stared at the monster worm.

The chances of creating a mythical item with the erosion ability using a demigod's soul that has been to the river of souls were already very low but to create it using a demigod's soul which had comprehended the Bloodline meaning of the Blood Rule was not possible. Because the Bloodline meaning of the blood rule suppressed the breath of erosion on the soul.

There was a reason why the powerful souls from the afterlife don't just skip reincarnation and directly come to the world of the living and possess a body they deem worthy of housing their souls. It was because of the breath of erosion tainting their soul.

Any kind of bodies the souls from the river of souls were to possess in the world of the living, these bodies would be, in time, eroded by the breath of the erosion tainting the souls. And the only way for the souls from the afterlife to relive was to go through the cycle of reincarnation, which could erase the breath of erosion tainting the souls from the river of souls.

So despite the breath of erosion tainting them how were the souls with bloodline meaning of the blood rule able to possess the body of their progeny? It was because the bloodline meaning would suppress the breath of erosion tainting the souls. This was why the souls with bloodline meaning possessed their progeny with the strongest bloodline, as stronger the bloodline easier it was for the soul to use it to suppress the breath of erosion tainting them.

This was also the reason why the souls that left the river of souls using the bloodline meaning prefer to possess their descendants and not anyone else. And also when possessing other bodies without their bloodline, the influence of the soul's bloodline would grow weaker and slowly the influence of the breath of erosion would grow stronger, in time, the new body of the soul will start to erode slowly until it turned into dust.

If one were to try and create a mythical item with the erosion ability using a demigod soul that has gotten out of the river of souls using the bloodline meaning of the blood rule then they would have to refine the soul and completely get rid of the bloodline meaning of blood rule within it and then they could use it to create the mythical item with erosion ability following the usual routine. But still, the chances of successfully creating the mythical item with erosion ability would be a lot lesser than then usual as the damage done by the bloodline meaning would not just vanish with it gone.

This was the reason why Belphegor was pissed at the monster worm named Dalton Wyatt. What was even worse about this situation was that Belphegor could not even claim that he was conned as the demigod's soul that had come out of the river of souls using the bloodline bridge of bloodline meaning of blood rule was still considered a fair trade for his devil merchant code recommendation quota.

"How long do you plan to keep staring, just leave already?" I said knowing that Belphegor would not leave willingly having eaten a loss. And I felt a little satisfied watching rage-filled Belphegor helplessly glare at me. However, right now all I cared about was that he was provoked enough to not listen to reason and act on his impulse.

"Are you still up for a wager?" Belphgor withdrew his glare and then suppressing his rage he brought up the wager that he rejected earlier. As he could not leave with the shame of being tricked by a mortal hanging on his head.

"No," I rejected Belphgor without a thought. I wanted him to beg me, knowing that he would not leave willingly having eaten a loss.

"Don't play hard to get, or else I will leave and make it my priority to think of ways to pay you back for today," Belphegor threatened me to accept his wager or become his enemy for eternity.

"Fine, since you are deciding the stakes of the wager I get to decide what we wager on. Otherwise, I don't mind adding a devil to my list of enemies," I demand.

"Okay. I, Devil Merchant Belphegor, promise you in the presence of devil merchant code," Belphegor agreed to my demand immediately without even thinking twice as if he was worried I would back out of the wager.

"..." I looked at Belphegor not knowing how his promise in the presence of devil merchant code would stop me from backing out of the wager. Forcing me to conclude that Belphegor had lost it, he was no longer acting on reason but rage.