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

As Dekan walked through the campus, he happened to pass by the procession of students from the Hevenlit Magic Academy.

When the students saw Dekan, they were all astonished.

They didn't expect Dekan to be dressed like this.

The nature of the visit changed in an instant.

"Oh, I envy him so much."

Alice bit her lip lightly, unable to hide her envious expression on her face.

She also wanted to have a meeting with the Ice Princess like Dekan and showcase her princess style and demeanor.

Blame it on Dekan's strange words, now she found herself talking strangely too.

Mielle quickly grabbed Alice's slender arm, shaking her head with a somewhat helpless expression.

"Alice, let's not disturb him today. Accepting the review is an important matter for him." Mielle persuaded.

If she didn't hold Alice back, she would have gone to Dekan.

Oh, my princess, why do you always forget the pain once the wound heals?

Clearly, you were so sad and cried yourself to sleep last night.

Don't you realize that whenever you have something to do with Dekan, the probability of you crying increases significantly?

Mielle was beginning to get fed up with the situation.

She wanted to have a good night's sleep tonight and didn't want Alice to come over crying in the middle of the night.

If she doesn’t give Alice a couple tranquilizer shots, she wouldn’t be able to sleep at all!

"Aww, okay." Alice obediently nodded.

She thought Mielle's words made sense.

If Dekan's time was delayed, and Ice Princess got angry for waiting too long, it would be a problem for Dekan.

Mielle was mature and sensible.

So Alice reluctantly watched Dekan's retreating figure and then turned her head with difficulty. Together with the procession of the Hevenlit Magic Academy, she headed towards the laboratory they were going to visit today.

...

"We're here. Lady Ice Princess is waiting for you inside."

Dekan was brought to the door of a room on the top floor of an old tower.

It was a white and dark gray colored stone door.

Even without pushing the door open, Dekan could feel the faint chill from behind the door.

After thanking the guiding teacher, Dekan lightly knocked on the door twice.

"Come in."

A cold voice came from inside.

Dekan exerted a little force to push open the heavy door.

Fortunately, the door wasn't that heavy.

Otherwise, he would have embarrassed himself if he couldn't open the door with his tier 3 Strength.

At this moment, Dekan couldn't help but miss Cornelia again.After getting used to having her around, he felt somewhat incomplete after just a short separation.

The spacious hall that entered Dekan's eyes looked like a mini-library, a combination of a living room and a study.

Books were neatly placed on the high walls on all sides. In the center of the hall was a desk and behind it sat a young woman with white hair and silver eyes.

Her face seemed as if sculpted to perfection, and the delicate skin, reminiscent of white jade, and the graceful posture like a moonlight elf proved that she was not an artwork but a living being. Especially noticeable were her slightly pointed ears, possessing the beauty of both elves and humans.

At the very moment when Dekan met her gaze, he understood -- this Ice Princess was by no means an easy-going person.

Her eyes carried absolute arrogance and dominance, as if she wanted to keep people at a distance and push them away.

Dekan stepped into the room with one foot, not even having lifted the other foot to fully enter the room.

"Passed." Came Ice Princess’s indifferent voice.

Dekan was slightly stunned.

The degree of indifference from Ice Princess toward the special class review exceeded Dekan's imagination.

She didn't even bother to ask a single question.

She was unwilling to go through the motions.

She only fulfilled the most basic formal requirement – "meeting."

She concluded this special class review in 0.5 seconds.

If it were an ordinary time, Dekan would naturally express his gratitude, walk away without saying anything, and willingly accept such a special class review.

He would hope that the next stage of the review would be just as straightforward, allowing him to become an official special class card maker sooner.

However, now, Dekan felt a bit of a headache.

To prevent the Ice Princess from being captured, Dekan had some things to explain to her.

If she was willing to cooperate, dealing with the schemes of the Resurgence Church would be much simpler.

But looking at her attitude, it might be troublesome.

"Ice Princess, I have..."

"Get out."

Ice Princess had no intention of giving Dekan a chance to speak.

Dekan smiled on the surface, but blood vessels were already visible on his forehead.

"The Resurgence Church is attempting to capture you."

Dekan hastened his speech, revealing the most crucial information.

"..."

This time, the Ice Princess seemed to be silent for a moment.

It was unclear whether she was willing to let Dekan continue speaking or simply didn't want to communicate with Dekan anymore.

She always appeared indifferent, seemingly uninterested in everything, without even looking at Dekan.

"They obtained a tier 7 epic spell card. It can forcefully enslave a target by declaring their name, race, and gender. Their target is you and they will start their actions in the next few days. So, I need..."

"Get out."

Once again, before Dekan could finish speaking, Ice Princess interrupted him.

The room, already colder than the outside, seemed to have dropped another two degrees in an instant.

If Ice Princess said "get out" for the third time, what awaited Dekan would likely be being carried away as an ice sculpture.

Dekan didn't say anything more.

He turned and walked out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

His face was full of a friendly smile, but the teachers waiting outside felt a chill running down their spines.

"What happened?"

"Did he not pass?"

"What's with this feeling that sends shivers down our spines and carries the scent of gunpowder?"

After Dekan walked away, people outside whispered and discussed in hushed tones.

…

Dekan's fists repeatedly clenched and released, as if restraining something.

This was a rare situation for him, holding himself back from resorting to violence.

If it were in the Shadow World, he would undoubtedly not be this cautious.

Just now, he truly felt the impulse to personally take down Ice Princess.

But in the upcoming Tristin defense, this tier 8 combat power was indispensable.

Without Ice Princess, the Resurgence Church's attack might overwhelm Tristain City entirely.

After all, to defeat Ice Princess, the Resurgence Church must have prepared a tier 8 comparable or even stronger than her.

Ice Princess must not fall prematurely.

Unfortunately, this proud and aloof tier 8 special class card maker was entirely beyond Dekan's control.

Not every temporary teammate could be as rational and reliable as Viscount Lampard.

"Remember this." Dekan muttered through gritted teeth.

After dealing with the Resurgence Church, if he didn't get Ice Princess to wear cat ears maid attire and dance, he wouldn't be called Dekan!!