There’s Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!

Chapter 106. Dekan Prepares for a Long-Awaited Personal Interrogation

Evening, Tristine City.

The Lord's Mansion.

Dekan was sitting calmly in the classical and dignified reception hall of the Lord's Mansion.

However, something seemed to have caught his attention.

He closed the book in his hand.

He looked thoughtfully at the flickering lights in the garden courtyard outside the several-meter-high floor-to-ceiling windows.

Accompanied by the rhythmic sound of horse hooves, the conspicuous light grew closer and closer to the mansion.

It was a specially made carriage brushed with flowing gold, appearing a size larger than a normal carriage. The few lanterns on the carriage were all made with shells polished from immortal ice crystals and used high-rank magical beast cores as wicks.

It seemed that the lord, Viscount Lampard, had finally returned.

After "arresting" Dekan at noon.

The lord himself had rushed to handle the aftermath and receive Her Highness Princess Iris.

As for Dekan, he was invited to the Lord's Mansion.

Subsequently, a group of officials under the lord conducted a series of friendly inquiries with Dekan.

These officials were all quite polite to Dekan.

It seemed the lord had given special instructions.

Dekan had already somewhat grasped what a steady person this lord was.

He would rather lower his stance to the utmost, to the point of not even seeming like a noble, just to leave a good impression on Dekan, this future Special-Grade Card Maker.

Of course, it could also be because a living Special-Grade Card Maker resided in this viscount’s territory.

Having looked up to one for so long.

That’s why he was exceptionally clear about what kind of existence a Special-Grade Card Maker was.

But this was also good. It seemed that if there were any areas where he needed the lord’s cooperation, it would be easy to discuss with him.

After clearly explaining everything that had happened on the magic-powered airship to the responsible personnel, Dekan was settled in this reception hall to wait.

In fact, he was already free.

If he wanted to leave, the people of the Lord's Mansion wouldn't stop him, and would even send him to any location.

But the Lord's Mansion's butler had expressed to Dekan the lord's intention to host him.

Coincidentally, Dekan also had a matter he wanted to ask the lord for help with.

So he stayed here.

He waited in this reception hall for about one or two hours.

The waiting time was a bit long, but Dekan didn't find it boring.

There were some interesting magic books in the Lord's Mansion.

Plus, the environment here was also quite nice, making one feel comfortable.

Whether he needed snacks or maids, they would be available on call.

To be honest.

Dekan was already starting to not want to leave.

Isn't this more comfortable than living in the temporary dormitory provided by Tristine Academy?

Fantastic.

This noble experience, Dekan felt like he was the lord of Tristine City.

If he could pull out Yelp, he would definitely give the Lord's Mansion a full score.

At this time, most of the servants in the Lord's Mansion were busy in the kitchen and dining room.

And a few attendants, upon seeing the lord’s return, paused their work and hurried to greet him.

"To be busy so late… hmm, right. Iris ultimately failed to overcome her motion sickness, threw up a rainbow, and then cried her eyes out."

"To comfort a storm-crying Iris, the lord must have been driven crazy."

"Well, it's all the Resurrection Church's fault, has nothing to do with me."

Dekan shook his head and lamented.

Just as Dekan was mentally condemning the Resurrection Church, the attendant outside the door pushed open the mansion's main door first.

The attendant quickly walked to Dekan’s side and bowed to him:

"Mr. Dekan, the Lord would like to invite you to dinner. You can wait here, or you can follow me to the banquet hall first."

"Mm, then I'll trouble you to lead the way."

Dekan nodded and stood up.

He followed the attendant to the place where they would dine later.

It was clear that the lord had already had the attendants arrange the banquet hall in advance.

The dinner also seemed to be fully prepared, just waiting for the lord to be seated, after which the attendants would serve it dish by dish.

When the attendant pushed open the main door and the lord walked in.

Both Dekan and the lord had smiles on their faces, as if they were old friends reuniting after a long separation.

At this time, the lord's attitude towards Dekan was no longer the one of avoiding suspicion at the magic airship landing pad.

Instead, it had become an undisguised intention of getting to know him.

Dekan bowed elegantly:

"Thank you, my Lord, for your kind hospitality and entertainment."

The lord coughed lightly and quickly waved his hand:

"Once you complete the Special-Grade Card Maker certification, who will be calling whom 'my Lord' is not yet certain. It's better for us to call each other by our names."

You call me 'my Lord' now, and later I'll call you 'my Lord'. This change in title would be very awkward.

"…Are all nobles so respectful to Special-Grade Card Makers? Even though I'm not yet a special-grade."

Dekan asked with some confusion.

In his impression, there were noble children who really dared to provoke him.

For example, Frata, who had made a bet on a duel with Dekan and was then beaten by Dekan until he was utterly dispirited.

He had truly shown no regard for Dekan's status as a prospective Special-Grade Card Maker.

The lord gestured for Dekan to sit down first, and said with a helpless smile:

"This is a question where the benevolent see benevolence and the wise see wisdom."

"Anyway, in my eyes, there is no difference between you and an 8th-rank Special-Grade Card Maker. In a few years, you will surely become an existence that is unreachable for me."

"Of course, there are arrogant nobles who don't know their place everywhere. That can't be helped."

After hearing the lord's explanation, Dekan nodded.

Reasonable, and pertinent.

This lord was clearly the other extreme of arrogant nobles, an overly sober and steady noble.

"I want to ask you for a favor."

After sitting down, Dekan pulled his chair forward, looked at the lord, and said.

Since the lord's attitude was confirmed.

Dekan didn't hold back.

"One moment."

The lord, who had not yet sat down, turned his head and waved for the servants in the room to leave, then picked up the wine bottle on the table.

After the door was closed, the lord walked to Dekan's side and personally poured him a glass of wine.

Then the lord looked at Dekan, his eyes full of anticipation, and asked in a low voice:

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

An opportunity to put Dekan in his debt was one the lord would naturally not miss.

Any investment in Dekan now could be returned a thousand or ten thousand times over in the future.

"I want to personally interrogate the two Resurrection Church cultists I brought back."

Dekan's casual words made the lord's hand holding the wine bottle tremble.

Letting Dekan interrogate the prisoners was obviously a serious violation of the rules and regulations.

Even though these two prisoners were indeed captured by Dekan.

But rules are rules.

What's more, these two prisoners were serious criminals from the Resurrection Church.

Even the Tristine City side did not have interrogation permission.

They needed to be transferred to the Royal Capital, and might even need to be further handed over to the 【Kingdom Federation】.

However, the lord quickly walked back to his seat and sat down, raising his wine glass in a remote toast:

"What do you mean, 'interrogation'? When you were reporting the case earlier, you couldn't recall some key details clearly, so you need to go see the prisoners to verify the situation. This is undoubtedly reasonable."

After hearing the lord's answer.

Dekan smiled, unhesitatingly raised his wine glass in a toast as well, and drank it in one gulp.

Since the lord had said this much.

Then these two prisoners, Dekan would have to properly enlighten them.