Card Apprentice Daily Log

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Location- Unknown, Blood Rule Source

Listening to Wyatt snap back at it, the Elder Anesthesia Dragon did not take any offense. Instead, it gently asked, 'You don't like the name I gave you?'

'Yes, I don't. I like the name Dalton Wyatt quite fine,' Wyatt replied bluntly.

'I think you don't like it because you don't understand what it means. In a certain ancient language, 'Nazaka' means 'Destroyer' and 'Vriksh' means 'Tree,' when you put them together, it's 'Destroyer Tree.' A name befitting you, a mighty World Calamity Tree,' the Elder Anesthesia Dragon patiently explained to Wyatt.

'I appreciate the thought, but in all languages, 'Dalton Wyatt' means me. I am Dalton Wyatt,' Wyatt emphasized the last sentence.

'I did not know you were so attached to that name,' the Elder Anesthesia Dragon backed down, seeing Wyatt care so much about his savage name.

'Well, that's what my parents named me. I have been using it for so long that all the people I care about know me by that name,' Wyatt explained. His tone eased. It was hard for him to keep getting mad when the Dragon was so reasonable.

'No offense, but what kind of self-respecting World Calamity Tree names their child Dalton Wyatt? Does it even have a meaning? I don't suppose it does, considering it is from a savage language. The name I came up for you is more befitting of you,' the Dragon argued in hopes of persuading Wyatt into using the name it came up for him.

'My name is not Nazaka or Nazaka Vriksh. It is Dalton Wyatt,' Wyatt responded sternly. Then he added, 'They are not required to have a powerful meaning because my existence gives them meaning. What so hard to understand about that?'

'Oh, I see,' the Elder Anesthies Dragon remarked, a flicker of comprehension crossing his ancient mindset. As Wyatt's argument finally penetrated the depths of its wisdom, a subtle grin curved upon his asleep lips. Then, with a rumble that echoed through the chambers of Wyatt's brain as the Elder burst into laughter, a hearty sound reverberated in his mind. It chuckled, 'Hahaha, you are more arrogant than your ancestors, Dalton Wyatt.'

"...," Wyatt pondered silently, refraining from correcting the Elder Anesthies Dragon's misconception regarding his race. Amid their current predicament, Wyatt sensed that the Dragon was not yet prepared to comprehend the truth of his ancestry, and he saw no benefit in unsettling their tenuous alliance with unnecessary revelations.

Moreover, a lingering concern gnawed at Wyatt's thoughts: the celestial blood rule slave was an enigmatic force that wielded powers beyond his comprehension. He had doubts about the slave's power and feared it had abilities with the potential to disrupt the devil merchant code's ability within the blood rule source, burning his escape plan. Thus, despite his reservations about the Dragon, Wyatt hesitated to sever ties completely, feeling that there could be a possibility that he might have to rely on the Dragon's escape plan in case of unforeseen challenges.

'Raukaul, what about the Deviant Devil? Does it have the means to break the celestial blood-rule slave's blood-rule domain and escape the blood-rule source in time?' Wyatt enquired about the Elder Anesthesia Dragon because the only reason it was taking this risk was to kill the Deviant Devil with the hands of the celestial blood-rule slaves, if the devil were to escape then all of this would be pointless.

'Don't underestimate the Deviant Devil. It is a lot stronger than what it has revealed so far. Not only is it capable of breaking the blood domain but also capable of facing the celestial blood-rule slave head-on. It might appear to be frozen in fear, but actually, it is frozen with the sheer amount of anticipation. During my first encounter with it, it stood the same way when I almost came close to extinguishing its soul in its sleep. Then my nightmare began,' the Elder Anesthesia Dragon explained, unknowingly it opened up about its most dark past with Wyatt. It did not mind talking about its past with him.

However, the more the Dragon revealed about its dark past, the more wary Wyatt grew about resolving the Dragon's misunderstanding about his race. Wyatt knew the only reason the Elder Anesthesia Dragon was so close to him was because it thought he was its fate World Calamity Tree, its fate home. Convincing it that he was not a World Calamity Tree at this point was starting to seem less of a good idea. As it would never let a mortal who knew about its dark past live. This was why every time the Elder Anesthesia Dragon revealed its dark past to him he felt the Dragon's grip around his neck getting tighter.

'Aside from his addiction to your sleep breath, he is a battle manic. Are you saying that this is not his full power, has he been hiding his strength this whole time? Then, What are his chances of winning against the celestial blood rule slave?' Wyatt's words tumbled from his lips in a mix of astonishment and concern, his mind racing with implications. The revelation that the Deviant Devil had been concealing his true prowess sent a shiver down his spine, challenging everything Wyatt thought he knew about their precarious situation. Especially, when the Hive AI had gone through the Deviant Devil's entire soul record and not reported anything about it hiding its strength or any hidden strength in its body.

'It seems you do not know much about the Mulias tribe,' the Dragon said staring at the Deviant Devil, whose body appeared to be shivering out of fear but actually, it was just a sign of it awakening to its demonic instincts.

'There isn't much on ruler-class forces in the Infinity Library. If not for the folklore, I wouldn't even know that the Mulias tribe was a ruler-class force,' Wyatt replied, having assigned the Hive AI to go through the deviant devil's soul records once again to find it was hiding strength as the Elder Anesthesia Dragon claimed it to be.