There is no problem with the magic cards I made

Chapter 250

Now the attitudes of Artis and Dekan have changed.

Their positions were completely consistent, and Dekan recognized Altis as a person.

Under some big issues, small personal conflicts or misunderstandings, there is nothing to talk about.

Artis held her chin and thought for a while, as if she finally thought of something, and said:

"I have some information, I don't know if it will be useful..."

"Speaking."

"I heard that the warden was once defeated by an eighth-level paladin."

"You lost the duel?"

Dekan was a little surprised.

But I was more than happy to hear this information.

Artis: "Hmm... But I don't know the relevant information about that paladin and how he defeated the warden."

Dekan: "It doesn't matter, it's already very important."

Although this information is not particularly useful.

But it at least illustrates one thing——

There must be a fatal weakness in the warden.

Even an eighth-level combat power can pass the level of warden!

Maybe it's because the warden has a very serious flaw.

Therefore, when the battle situation is so tense, the Demon King will place such a ninth-level demon in the rear to guard the prison instead of sending it to the front line.

…

After the conversation.

Dekan was ready to leave this level quickly and take Mr. Morion Cat with him to the deeper prison.

Now it only took him a few hours to successfully break through the first four floors. Judging from the progress, it was completely sufficient.

He just didn't expect that the difficulty of this task would be so high compared to other seventh-order shadow worlds he knew.

As for saying goodbye to Artis.

Forget it.

Although to a certain extent, Artis can be regarded as his friend.

He thanked Artis for her help and recognized her character.

But after saying goodbye to a character in the film world, Dekan still found it somewhat difficult to express his feelings.

Artis is destined to be unable to escape the shackles of the Demon King and will remain on this level.

Dekan could tell that she wanted to leave and return to her hometown.

But even though she knew she couldn't leave, she still hoped to help the Saint of Darkness escape.

It's hard to imagine how she felt when she planned such a series of escape route plans from the demon world, and then gave them to Dekan.

Dekan doesn't know what will happen to Artis in real history after this shadow world, nor does he know whether the character he plays now actually has such a friendship with Artis in real history.

All precious things, the more illusory they are, the more regrettable they are.

Don't get too involved in the shadow world. Professor Arnold taught him this when he first arrived at Hevenlet College.

"By the way, among these subjects, is there one that you are particularly bad at?"

Dekan stopped and turned around to ask.

Just out of personal curiosity, Dekan wanted to find out which subject should be chosen in the third round of the exam according to the normal strategy route in this prison.

And remember some stories about your friend who spans time and space.

"how do you know?"

Artis seemed a little surprised, but quickly lowered her head and nervously grasped the corners of her clothes.

"You guessed it, I'm just curious about where my original chance of victory is in this fair duel."

In fact, there is no need for Decando to explain.

Since Artis had previously admitted that this would be a fair match.

It is impossible to come up with a rule that guarantees 100% victory.

Artis pointed to a box on the desk.

It clearly says [Painting].

"You can't draw?"

Durkan didn't expect that Morion guessed it right.

There's something about this old fox's intuition.

"Um……"

Artis admitted.

"You have studied hard for so long, but you still can't learn it?"

"If I am copying other people's works, I can still do it, but if I am allowed to create my own..."

Artis was halfway through speaking, but she was a little unable to speak.

"What will happen?"

"Last time I drew a demonic dragon, but all the demons thought I was drawing a poisonous slime..."

Artis said in embarrassment.

"Pfft."

Dekan finally couldn't help but laugh.

Fortunately, in this era of the shadow world, there is no technology for making magic cards.

Otherwise, with Altis' thirst for knowledge and intelligence, she would definitely become a card-making master.

Dekan could imagine that if Artis was a card maker, she would probably be unwilling to make a summoning card even to the death because of her talent in painting.

Because the summoning card will definitely be laughed at.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to laugh at you on purpose. I'm just surprised that someone like you is not good at something."

Seeing Artis' embarrassed look, Dekan quickly waved his hand and said.

This was his most uncompressed moment on the fourth floor.

However, after hearing what Dekan said, Altis, who was still a little embarrassed, froze on the spot.

After a moment, she asked with trembling lips:

"A...person like me?"

Dekan nodded and asked doubtfully:

"Well, what's wrong?"

"In your eyes, am I a human being and not a demon?"

Artis put her hand on her chest and asked emotionally.

"There is no doubt that you are a respectable human being, not a demon, at least in my eyes."

Dekan nodded again and said with great certainty.

This time he looked at Artis seriously and regarded her as a true friend.

Artis laughed and cried.

There were tears in her eyes, but she still had a smile on her face.

Soon, Artis wiped her tears and said:

"Can you tell me your name? I want to remember you."

Durkan thought for a moment.

Logically speaking, out of respect for Artis, she should give her real name.

But there is no point in reporting my real name in the movie world.

It's all Morion's fault for taking his name.

For a while, he couldn't directly tell Dekan's name.

Moreover, now that my appearance is giving me a male name, it seems a bit like I am using a pseudonym to deceive Artis.

Suddenly, for some reason, a name seemed fitting to Durkan.

Now that I am like this, maybe it is also very suitable for my other real name.

"My name is Talomati."

Dekan looked at Artis seriously and replied.

## Author's Note:

Sorry everyone, there were too many troubles at school today. I only finished coding 4,000 words until around 4 o'clock in the morning. I can only add more words tomorrow. I've tried my best.

It’s almost the weekend and I can sleep well again to renew my life.

And you can see the craftsman’s standing painting this Saturday or Sunday.

( ?oωo` )

Volume 4: Endless Purgatory: 246 Dekan’s Promise

"Talomati...Talomati..."

Artis whispered "Talomati" twice, as if to remember it.

"Taromati, go to the fifth floor quickly. I sincerely hope you can rescue the Dark Saint and end this war."

Artis blessed.

"Yeah, I will."

Dekan waved his hand and finally walked out the door without looking back.

Just as he was about to leave the study.

"Talomarti...!"