Card Apprentice Daily Log

1421 The Hoodlum Queen



Date- 10 April 2321

Time- 10:43

Location- Southern Region, Southern Capital, Southern Royal Palace, Royal Guest Palace No.01

After learning about the new VR card and its ‘Soul energy digestion’ effect, the entire Southern royal family was turned upside down out of joy and anticipation. Many higher-ups including the likes of Colleen, Lorenzo, Field Marshal Heatsend, and Leo wanted to meet the boy in person and congratulate the boy for his achievement, and speak about their collaboration on the project. 

However, remembering the attitude of the boy toward Leo when he approached him to talk about the future of VR-City and VR-Cocoon as the representative of the Royal family, they took a hint that the boy would not be that thrilled about their visit to him. So they stood back and let Ann handle the matter. 

Remembering that she could not trust her granddaughters around the boy Colleen decided to keep an eye on her and as she expected Ann succumbed to the boy and for the first time compromised the interest of the family. So Colleen had no choice but to step in before Ann threw the family further under the bus. 

ραndαsnοvεl.cοm “In-laws?” I asked Colleen, raising my eyebrow. 

“Boy, Don’t you think you are being greedy by asking for 60 devil-grade ingredients for four million VR-Slime cards when it took you 50 devil-grade ingredients to create Ten million VR-Slime cards?” Colleen ignored the boy’s question and instead put her agenda forward.

“Greedy? The Southern royal family is in no place to lecture me about greed. 60 devil-grade ingredients for four million VR-Slime cards, that’s my selling price if you don’t like it you can find another seller,” the royal family had heaps of devil-grade ingredients lying in their treasury unattended, they did not care for these devil-grade ingredients until I began to trade using them. Besides, I never heard them speak about reducing my taxes. 

Speaking my mind I prepared to enter the world seed not wanting to argue with Colleen knowing that she was a brute and did the first thing that popped into her mind. Like how she kidnapped me to stop me from attending one of the top universities in the central academic region. I had no idea what she would do now to get me to decrease the price of the VR-Slime cards. 

Colleen was more of a hooligan than a queen. The title ‘Hoodlum Queen’ was better suited to her than the ‘Soldier Queen.’ So, I thought it would be for the best if I left before things escalated.

And also because I wanted my three mutated soul consciousness to be free so that they can help me with my comprehension of the blood curse meaning of blood rule and refining the blood rule power gathered through blood curse meaning. 

Which would not be possible if I took on a massive order of VR-Slime cards. As they would have to attend to Card creation arrays. So, this was for the best.

As I prepared to transfer myself into the Seed World, the surrounding space froze, stopping me from transferring my body into the Seed World. Then I heard Colleen’s voice ring in my ears, asking me, “Where are you going? We are not done talking.” 

“You might not be done talking but I am, so please I freeze the space so that I can enter my card lab,” I did not want to have to explain what Seed World was to Colleen therefore I called it a card lab so that she would get the gist. 

“Kid, come on, don’t be unreasonable. We are all friends and family here, let’s not make things difficult for each other,” Colleen continued to spew her agenda, asking me to decrease the price of the VR-Slime cards because of my relationship with the Southern royal family. 

“Is that so, then how about you guys reduce the taxes I pay to your family? In exchange, I will reduce the price of the VR-Slime Cards. What do you say, friend? Do we have a deal?” It was clear that Colleen would not stop until I hit her where it hurt and so I did. 

“Ann, are you sure this kid is a genius? Because a genius would know that the taxes they pay will not fill the pockets of the royal family but the state treasury. And will be used to keep the state running and to develop it,” Colleen mocked the boy for asking her to reduce his taxes. 

Colleen thought she had to be stupid to do that, the rest of the world might not know it but she knew that the boy would soon become one of the wealthiest card apprentices in the world, and a year’s tax from him could potentially feed the Southern region for years so she would rather consider taxing him more than ever consider reducing his tax. She planned to milk hefty taxes off the boy for the rest of his life. 

‘This Bitch,’ I thought staring hard at Colleen seeing that she didn’t even consider reducing my taxes out of respect for our partnership but she expected me to reduce the prices of the VR-Slime cards. 

Pissed, I announced to Colleen and Ann, “If the Southern Royal family wants my VR-Slime cards, they will have to pay 60 devil-grade ingredients for one million cards.” 

“What?” Colleen blurted in shock, she did not expect the boy would not only not reduce the price of his cards but also dare to raise them instead. 

“Grandma, calm down,” Ann’s gaze kept shifting between her grandma and her lover, she was worried her grandma would do something they all will regret out of rage. 

“Ann, stay out of this. Boy, you want to play like this? Believe it or not, I will raise your taxes by one thousand percent such that not only every penny you make will fall in the states treasurer but you will owe the state more money,” Colleen glared at the boy trying to intimidate him despite knowing that it had not worked in the past. 

“Believe it or not I will not sell my VR-Slime Cards to your family and start creating VR-Slime cards for free for the rest of the world,” Colleen’s scare tactics did not work on me before and they will not work on me now.

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