There is absolutely nothing wrong with my magic cards!

Pritzker leaned slightly and explained to Durkan.

Durkan nodded upon hearing this.

He had asked Isabel not to publicize any relationship between himself and her master and servant, and to play the role of the emperor honestly, considering everything rationally and keeping a low profile as much as possible.

Now Isabel just gave him an honorary dukedom, which was very nice.

Seeing Durkan nodding, Pritzker continued:

"As for the war criminal Adair, he has already absconded from the front line at the first time, but please rest assured that as long as he dares to escape back to the empire, I will definitely lock and arrest him personally."

"And Cosmo, the former high priest of the Eternal Cult, has now been sent from the Imperial Prison to the Kingdom of Norton. The recipient is your friend Mr. Croix. I believe that Cosmo, as a black astrologer, can help you and you Friends quickly searched Adair's whereabouts."

"During the return route recommended for you, the intelligence department of the empire has also confirmed Mr. Avalon's current residence for you. When you arrive in the territory of the original northern countries, you can quickly pass by Mr. Avalon's location."

"Due to the subsequent truce and friendly agreement with the kingdoms, we withdrew all intelligence personnel stationed in the kingdom, so we are very sorry that we have not been able to investigate and complete the information related to the kingdom, but if you need it, we will also Send intelligence personnel as your entourage to return to the kingdom together..."

Pritzker explained these important things about Durkan one by one.

Durkan was very satisfied with the imperial service.

Even the matter of "wanting to see Avalon" that he had only talked about with Clay before, after Clay casually talked about it to Mier, the empire did its best to satisfy it.

The former ninth-level card maker of the Kingdom Federation, and one of the few special-level card creators who can create the epic of red light, Avalon, originally lived in the northern kingdom.

After the fall of the Northern Kingdoms, Avalon was also captured by the Empire.

But fortunately, the empire treated Avalon very favorably.

Avalon had been released immediately when the war was declared over a month earlier.

However, Avalon is different from other ninth-level powerhouses or dignitaries. His character is very Buddhist, and he has almost no desires.

And no matter whether he chose the residence before or after the war, it is also a hidden place that is difficult to find on the map.

After Pritzker finished telling a lot of information, Pritzker saluted Durkan again, and at the same time said goodbye to Icartinos and Sean behind Durkan, and then backed away a few steps to make way.

"Uh……"

Durkan looked at Pritzker, hesitant to speak.

He had thought that Pritzker's attitude towards him would be because he was afraid of Durkan's real power or being ordered to be respectful, but he didn't expect that Pritzker seemed so sincere, and he didn't feel the slightest bit of falsehood.

After all, in the cathedral and arena in the imperial capital that day, Pritzker can be regarded as a super tool man who was played around by Durkan from beginning to end.

Even according to the personality of Purcell of the Abyss, he would still be a little angry when he learned the truth about being teased.

"Are you wondering?"

Although Durcan's expression didn't show anything, Pritzker quickly noticed what Durcan was thinking at the moment.

"It feels like you've changed a bit."

Durkan spread his hands and expressed his thoughts.

There's no point in lying to this guy anyway.

"This may be your misunderstanding of me. Although I, Pritzker, like to judge the situation, my loyalty to the empire is absolutely unparalleled. Similarly, you may think that I am just a villain, and even telling the truth is only forced by the side effects of my functions. But you don't know, I have always been proud of my sincerity."

Pritzker saluted again, speaking with extra sincerity.

The attitude written on his face was very clear. He sincerely thanked Durkan for sweeping away the most evil forces for the empire, and for allowing the emperor's dispute to come to a happy ending.

Seeing Pritzker like this, Durkan was slightly taken aback.

At least in his impression, the little devil Pusel of the Abyss in the Holy Kingdom and the Demon Realm still had veins popping out of his forehead when he was forced to press the name of "sincerity".

Sure enough, good and bad are not predestined, it depends on human effort, and some things will eventually change.

Originally, Durkan wanted to pat Pritzker on the shoulder habitually, but the hand that was just about to be raised paused for a moment, and then stretched out in front of Pritzker.

"Nice to meet you again, General Pritzker."

"My pleasure, Mr. Durkan."

Pritzker also politely shook Durkan's hand.

When Durkan said goodbye to Pritzker and entrusted some important matters to the empire.

on the other side.

"What's the use of talking about an honorary duke? Will you send money?"

Clay, the coachman sitting at the front of the chariot, tilted his head and asked Meyer who was standing beside him.

According to his understanding, an honorary duke has neither territory nor rewards, but his title is just like a duke.

"It stands to reason that apart from the emperor and the duke, other imperial people should salute the honorary duke when they see him, and sometimes when the certification of some territorial lords requires the presence of a marquis and above, the honorary duke is also eligible ..."

Mee explained seriously.

"Apart from these, what else is different from civilians?"

Clay thought about it carefully, except that his status sounded high, the honorary duke of Durkan was really useless.

Meyer was also asked by Clay. Meyer, who knew astronomy but geography, thought about it but couldn't think of the use of an honorary duke.

Finally, she seemed to be able to find only one answer:

"Very classy."

Clay: "..."

……

A month later.

In a small country in the northern countries.

The setting sun in the mountains is slightly warm, the water volume of the river has gradually decreased, and there are scattered thin ice floating on the water surface.

In this natural land that was originally quiet and far away from any towns, the wind blowing the flowers and plants on the cliffs and the approaching hooves of animals became more and more clear.

Finally, the chariot stopped as if it had reached its destination.

Ten minutes later, the sky was completely dark.

In a large wooden house located in the mountains, firewood is burning in the stove, accompanied by the sound of firewood exploding from time to time.

Smoke wafts from the house, and the smell of dinner.

Although it is not as luxurious as the mansions of nobles or wealthy merchants, the warm wooden decoration and soft lighting seem to be able to dispel all the chills in this winter.

Sitting in the house, it must not be long before he can't help but doze off.

Although the northern countries to which the former Federation of Kingdoms belonged were not as cold as the empire in winter, but now at the end of December, if they did not do a good job of preventing the cold, they would be prone to frostbite.

In this room, a man in his sixties and plainly dressed generously gave food to the travelers passing by.

The travelers were naturally Durkan and the others on their way home.

And the owner of this mansion is the special card maker Avalon that Durkan is looking for.

He is still working on the new house, because he is still wearing overalls and a thick vest.

Although his age may be much older than he looks, but his back is straight, it is not difficult to find that he must have been handsome when he was young.

Although the visit of Durkan and his party seemed a bit deliberate, but because Avalon and Sean were familiar with each other, Avalon treated them as guests in a very friendly manner, even though he could tell at a glance that there were still some people among the visitors. There is a doppelganger of the former imperial queen.

The dinner time passed quickly, and Avalon returned to the living room after arranging rooms for several people.

And Durkan followed Avalon to come here again.

Avalon seemed to know that it was Durkan who wanted to ask him questions, so he made fruit tea and motioned for Durkan to sit across from him.

"Mr. Avalon, I asked Sean to divination. Legendary materials are not a prerequisite for making legendary cards."

Finally, Durkan exhaled a burst of white mist, and said slowly to Avalon.

"Ah."

Avalon didn't seem surprised, as if he knew the answer a long time ago.

This convinced Durkan that Avalon knew more than he did.

After all, in today's world, human card makers have experience that they can't match for the time being in Avalon, who has gone the farthest on the road of card making.

Even from the moment he saw Avalon, Durkan had an illusion. He suspected that Avalon could make a red legendary card long ago, but he hadn't done it yet.

"Mr. Durkan, do you think 'creating an epic of red light' is a prerequisite for 'creating a red legend'?"

Avalon asked Durkan with a smile.

He seemed to regard Durkan not as a youth several generations younger than himself, but as an equal friend.

"I think so."

Durkan replied in the affirmative.

It is precisely because after making the epic of red light, I clearly felt that "I have met certain prerequisites for making red legends, but there are still some key points missing."

"The craftsmanship precision and material utilization rate of Red Epic and Red Legend are completely equal, because this is the limit of magic cards."

Avalon calmly explained the conclusions he had drawn from his long card making career,

"To some extent, the Chiguang Epic is a red legend, but it is a red legend that lacks the 'legendary color', so it still stays at the epic level after all."

"Then how do you understand this 'legendary color'?"

Durkan frowned tightly. He felt that he could understand what Avalon meant, but he was still stuck in his own confusion.

He always felt that even if he poured his soul into making another Chiguang Epic, it would still be a little bit worse after all.

It's as if his so-called "legendary color" is not complete, or is still far from it.

After a long time of entanglement, Durkan was even more unsure of what he was missing.

Avalon handed him some refreshments, and while waiting for the tea to be brewed, he told Durkan his story.

Many years ago, human card making genius Avalon honed his card making skills to the extreme at a certain age.

But it was precisely because his pace was too fast that he came to a bottleneck area that few card makers could reach. He fell into a predicament where he couldn't take another step forward. Later, he tortured himself mentally and physically.

Until Avalon asked Sean for the answer.

The difference between the Red Light Epic and the Red Legend is "a lifetime".

At that time, Avalon's understanding was that a legendary life needs to be engraved on the card.