My Stubborn Soul Card Follower

Shen Sui looked at the beautiful view in front of him.

On the ancient bridge with thousands of years of history, there was no weed, just bare, reflecting magical colors under the gentle light.

Shen Sui's small boat passed under the bridge, and a crisp chirp sounded in his ear.

The bird chirped happily, although it was already autumn, there was a kind of springtime allure, as if calling for a lover nearby.

The gentle flow of water passed by on both sides of the boat.

Shen Sui reached out to feel the moisture of the water, and the river in late autumn still carried the warmth of summer.

The chirping of birds in his ear grew more urgent.

Hmm, need to speed up.

Shen Sui thought to himself.

The small boat followed the river, heading towards the duel venue.

"Ah, so this is the world Claude lived in?" Freymia hugged Shen Sui from behind, her intense presence impossible for Shen Sui to ignore, "It seems quite peaceful."

"It won't be peaceful for long." Shen Sui sighed and said.

The signs of Extraordinary Invasion had already appeared and would not simply disappear. Soon, events like the Suffering Poetry Society would emerge one after another.

"That's really interesting," Freymia said, "Life Card Duel has thrived so much in this world."

Almost all strong individuals from the same era as the Twilight Bishop had studied Life Card Duel closely.

If your card-playing skills were superb, when the Twilight Bishop troubled you, you might have a chance to save your life through Life Card Duel.

Similarly, if you could make the Twilight Bishop happy through Life Card Duel, you might even get to invite the Twilight Bishop to do something for you.

Freymia had, of course, studied Life Card Duel, and with the memories from her first round, she was quite interested in dueling.

"If you're interested, once your identity issue is resolved, you could form a deck and enter a competition," Shen Sui said with a smile.

"No, I don't want to."

Freymia refused very bluntly.

She wanted to drown in Shen Sui's bedroom.

Watching Freymia's nonchalant behavior, Shen Sui was quite troubled.

It's not that he couldn't afford Freymia, nor that he couldn't stand her lazy demeanor, because essentially, Freymia was just a lazy person.

The main issue was that if Freymia stayed by his side all day, he would be spending all his time doing those things instead of going to duels and competitions.

"Also, you'd better call me Shen Sui," Shen Sui said, although he was used to the name Claude, he still suggested Freymia not call him that. Exposing the Twilight Bishop's identity was secondary; the main reason was that it was cumbersome.

"No, I don't want to," Freymia continued to refuse, "I like calling you that."

"And these past few nights, haven't you been quite happy hearing it?"

"Ahem, ahem," Shen Sui coughed twice and quickly changed the topic, "Forget it, I should think of a way to solve your identity issue."

"Is this problem really troublesome?" Freymia took out her ID card, "Although I can't fabricate a nonexistent person as perfectly as Vivian, this sort of thing should be quite easy, right?"

"Whoa," Shen Sui instinctively was startled.

Then he remembered, he and Freymia were apparently Extraordinary.

Damn, the identity recognition didn't turn around, instinctively starting from an ordinary person's perspective. This is just a matter of a few Hypnosis Magic.

While talking, the boat docked.

Shen Sui was the first to jump off the boat and then extended his hand to Freymia.

Today, Freymia was wearing a blue Hanfu, her exquisitely beautiful face adorned with Eastern makeup without the slightest sense of discord, and her blonde hair transformed into extraordinarily long black strands under the camouflage of magic.

Even the loose Hanfu couldn't hide Freymia's proud figure, and as she jumped ashore, Shen Sui's eyes were once again invisibly impacted.

Freymia straightened her dress and playfully scolded Shen Sui, "It's all your fault, the clothes got all messed up."

Shen Sui showed a wronged expression, "You came up first, didn't you?"

Aware of her fault, Freymia huffed coldly and didn't continue the topic.

But soon, her embarrassment and resentment disappeared.

She was lazy and playful and quickly immersed herself in the scenery of the ancient town.

As Freymia's wallet, Shen Sui could only helplessly follow behind Miss Freymia, helping her pay.

Walking beside such an eye-catching beautiful girl, Shen Sui received no few envious glances along the way, as if returning to the time when Qishala accompanied him to compete.

"Shen Sui, over here."

A familiar gentle voice came from afar.

It was the voice of Lin Ke'Er.

Shen Sui followed the voice and soon saw Lin Ke'Er standing at the end of the alley.

Freymia, who had been squatting there watching goldfish, immediately looked up and stared intently at the alley's entrance.

Seeing Lin Ke'Er clearly, she showed a disdainful smile.

Humph! Not as big as me.

Assessment, no threat!

"Ow! That hurts!" Freymia squatted down, holding her head.

Shen Sui glanced at the former Elf Empress acting cute while holding her head and said helplessly, "Don't think of strange things, she's my teacher."

"Oh." Freymia believed Shen Sui.

This guy, even if he's a scoundrel, he's a straightforward scoundrel. If he says there's nothing going on, then there's definitely nothing going on.

"She is...?" As they got closer, Lin Ke'Er saw Freymia holding Shen Sui's arm in shock.

"Oh, Miss Lin, I'm Freymia, Shen Sui's girlfriend," Freymia introduced herself very spontaneously.

"Shen Sui has a girlfriend now! And she's so pretty." Lin Ke'Er expressed genuine happiness.

"Your name is Freymia? Is that a screen name?"

"Yes! I'm a cosplayer." Freymia confidently said, having set up her identity as a homebody cosplayer, although she only dressed up for Shen Sui, you really couldn't say this was a lie.

"Ah, that's wonderful." Lin Ke'Er was happy for Shen Sui, seeing her once gloomy and frustrated student find happiness was the greatest joy for a teacher.

Lin Ke'Er had always followed news about Shen Sui.

Ever since Shen Sui first gained fame defeating Xu Tianzhi in the entrance exam, she had constantly kept an eye on him.

So when Shen Sui called to tell her he was coming to the ancient town to participate in the Wu Yue Cup semifinals and invited her to watch, Lin Ke'Er was not surprised at all and accepted the invitation very straightforwardly.

"Are you confident?" Lin Ke'Er asked with a smile as they walked to the venue.

"If the opponents aren't strong, there shouldn't be a problem."

"Don't be modest, you're the champion of the Modu Duel Competition."

"Just lucky," Shen Sui said, "There are still many masters in this world."

"Thinking like that won't do, Shen Sui." Lin Ke'Er seriously said to Shen Sui, "As a Duelist, you have to engage in duels with the belief of certain victory. If you don't have confidence, your deck won't respond to you."

Seeing Lin Ke'Er's serious demeanor, Shen Sui found it amusing.

Miss Lin's preaching nature, as expected, couldn't be changed.

"That's true. In that case, I'll simply win the Wu Yue Cup championship."