Inka Printed out the Shura Field

The Eye of Nirvana was absorbed.

The magic circle dissipated.

A red card slowly landed.

It fell into Roger's hands.

There is also a note.

Roger was slightly taken aback.

The note reads:

Welcome back, my boy.

I leave the rest to you. — Ryan Finch.

Roger looked at the card in his hand.

This is a magic card.

[Shards of the Red Moon].

021 Grandpa's Card

"This card is..." Eleanor looked at the card that appeared in Rogge's hand in amazement.

Rogge watched the huge magic circle that only he could see dissipate with the breeze, and said, "The card left by my grandpa."

But why would Ryan Finch keep such a card?

Roger was full of doubts.

[Shards of the Red Moon] (???)

Star: ? ? ?

Description: The red moon disturbed an old man's rest, so the old man permanently sealed a part of the red moon.It will never reach the truth that illuminates the continent.

"At least one thing is certain." Rogge said, "Grandpa's death is indeed related to Red Moon."

Roger sat on the top of the castle, looking down at the surrounding scenery.Seems to want to empathize with Ryan Finch at the time.

This feeling of loneliness made Rogge a little lost.

The soft and warm touch hugged Rogge tightly into his arms.

"Eleanor..." Roger grabbed Eleanor's white hand, "I regret that I cut corners because I didn't have materials."

Eleanor couldn't help rolling her eyes.

This master, obviously trying to comfort him, was thinking about some nasty things.

"Let's go." Rogge stood up and patted the dust off his body. "Let's go back and study this fragment of the red moon."

"Don't stay up late today." Eleanor reminded kindly, "I have to go to the duel experience hall with Princess Heloise tomorrow."

Roger's face froze suddenly.

If Eleanor didn't mention this, Rogge might have forgotten it.

Think carefully.

"Speaking of which, isn't there only three days left for the winter holiday?" Rogge counted with his fingers.

The High School Invitational Tournament is after the final exams, and the winter vacation has already begun.

When he came back from Skye, there was actually only one week left of winter vacation.

As a result, I have been picking and fumbling these days, and before I have time to do my own business, most of the holidays have passed.

Thinking of this, Rogge felt weak.

"It's so uncomfortable." He murmured.

In an instant, he lost the desire to go back slowly, and Yingyue Jing went straight to his home.

Alice is playing three-person mahjong with Elizabeth and Grace, but Lindsay still hasn't come back.

Roger patted his head, sat on his seat and drank his tea.

Dangling for two or three minutes.

He finally sensed that something was wrong.

Jumped up, pointed at Grace on the seat, and asked loudly: "Fuck! Why are you here!"

"I heard that you went to Finch Castle today?" Grace asked without raising her head after she fired two shots.

"So what?"

"What did you find?" Grace pushed her mahjong tiles away and looked at Rogge, her beautiful eyes shone with rare seriousness.

Roger looked at the serious Grace, and suddenly he was not used to it, and muttered: "You think there is a problem, why don't you go and see it yourself?"

"If I could use the Eye of Nirvana, which can only be learned with Finch's blood, I would have activated that magic circle long ago," Grace said.

"So you already found out?"

"After all, I'm a student of the teacher. If you don't even know what the teacher's habits are." Grace said with her arms folded, "Then how can I steal alcohol from him?"

"... Feelings, you discovered the magic circle because of this?" The corner of Rogge's mouth trembled slightly.

"Have you found anything?"

"I found a fragment of the red moon sealed by Grandpa, in the form of a magic card." Rogge looked up and asked Grace, "Is grandpa very good at studying magic cards?"

That [Piece of the Red Moon] does not look like a beginner's handwriting, the person who cast it is obviously a master in the field of magic cards.

Rogge didn't find his father Jack Finch's mark on it, so he naturally guessed that it was written by his grandfather Ryan Finch.

Grace shook her head and said: "Although the teacher is the main promoter of the magic card system, I have never seen him cast a card himself."

"Does Grandpa know any cardsmiths?" Rogge then asked.

"The first few cardsmiths of the Holy Grace Empire all had intersections with the teacher." Grace recalled, "I remember they had a drink together."

"You remember drinking, right?"

"Nonsense, people remember things, there are always markers." Grace said.

In Rogge's mind, he immediately began to look back at the veteran card maker of the Holy Grace Empire.

It was found that some of the old people who were converted from traditional magicians to card masters had passed away, and some had gone to Lucca and never returned to their country.

There are only a few old cardsmiths who are still in the Shengen Empire.

And this level...

Leslie Renstein?

Dali's grandfather, didn't he have a grudge against his own grandfather?

Back then, he was expelled from the Royal Magicians for advocating the widespread use of undead magic...

Undead magic...

When it comes to undead magic, one has to mention the most classic plague genre.

The most critical material for undead magic is corpses, but how to obtain a large number of corpses?Plague is the best way.Therefore, most of those powerful necromancers are masters of plague magic.

As for why Rogge thought of the plague...

Because Roger has always been concerned about one thing-his grandma, Amanda Finch, died in the plague.

It was a catastrophic plague, which even led to the rapid collapse of the once powerful Chatterton family in just one year.

This is a powerful magic family. Although it has been hit by the anti-magic order, the anti-magic order does not prohibit traditional magicians from using magic when their lives are in danger.

Even the ban on magic has provisions for emergency avoidance.

And a magical family was devastated by the plague.

And, Ryan Finch didn't even have time to save Amanda.

This is definitely not a simple plague.

"Is there Leslie Lunstein among the cardmakers who had a close relationship with Grandpa?" Rogge tapped on the table lightly.

"Leslie? How could there be Leslie?" Grace frowned and said, "He has a grudge against the teacher. When I first entered the academy, I was often stumbled by him. Hmph, forbid I drink at the office."

"You can't remember things without wine..."

"Don't pay attention to these small details." Grace said, waving her hands, "Are you suspicious of Leslie? He will cast cards for the teacher?"

"There are no other clues at present, and those suspected card smiths must investigate." Rogge handed the [Piece of the Red Moon] he got to Grace, "You are a senior card smith, you should know this. How difficult it is to forge a card of this quality. If grandpa hadn't changed his job to become a card maker, I'm really curious, who did grandpa entrust to forge this card."

"Leslie is not easy to check." Grace said, "He is now the chief card maker of the royal family. Not long ago, he just cast the first official effect monster of the Holy Grace Empire, and his status is stable at the head of Lewis."

"Doesn't he have a grandson?" Rogge said, "Starry Lunstein."

"He...how did you mention him?"

"You said, pushing him to the ground and beating him violently, will it attract Leslie?" Rogge's eyes were filled with the look of wanting to make trouble.

Grace was speechless for a moment.

022 Duel Experience Hall

"So... what the hell did you do to Lindsay..."

When Rogge saw Lindsay again, she was already limp, with pale face and dull eyes.

Snapped.

She threw herself into Roger's arms.

Cry Qiqi.

"I'm finally back in heaven."

Lindsay muttered, turned over and returned to her own card.

Even the cards are black and white.