In the soft afternoon sun, as time flowed by, Lan Qi and Xi De, who was holding a cat, followed an old cobblestone path to the Lord's manor in Qinsdun City.

As they approached the building, they saw a mansion surrounded by red brick walls, with intricate geometric patterns intertwined with lush green climbing plants, as if marked by the traces of time. The wide oak double doors loomed before them, engraved with the crest of the Qinsdun family, depicting a soaring kingfisher.

Viscount Levin Qinsdun, who had already returned home, opened the door and invited the two guests inside.

Next to the study on the second floor of the Lord's manor was a workshop that could be used to make magical items.

Soon, Viscount Levin Qinsdun led the two to the entrance of the workshop.

"Xia Ya will send all the prisoner's documents here later, after the work at the prison is completed."

Viscount Qinsdun said.

The governor had previously instructed them that he needed all the criminal's documents, as well as all the magical cards that could be stripped from him.

"Okay, thank you for your trouble."

Lan Qi responded, standing by the door.

With Xia Ya replacing the Great Poet's educational work, he could concentrate on card-making later.

Gently pushing open the door of the workshop before him, before even crossing the threshold of the seemingly historically weathered door, an inexplicable, melodious magical barrier energy slowly weaved a cloud of light on the door.

Affected by this faint power, the ancient crest inlaid on the long-silent metal door began to emit a deep blue fluorescence, a signal that the barrier protecting the card maker had been activated.

What appeared before them was a room completely different from the mansion's decoration—

The clean counters seemed to be witnesses of time, with not much carving or complexity, only the simple atmosphere that made one feel the order of rules.

He turned and looked at Xi De behind him: "Xi De, the time I spend making cards is unpredictable, it might be very boring later, okay?"

Like before in his hometown of Nan Wantina Territory, Talia sometimes waited for him to make cards, and the wait could be half a day.

Of course, for demons who had lived for hundreds of years, the flow of time might be different. An afternoon in Talia's eyes was probably just a blink of an eye, so much so that she never realized how precious time was, and her marriageable age quietly passed.

Sigrid was different. She was a popular type of normal woman, and the reason she hadn't gotten married at an older age was probably just because she was too excellent. She couldn't be classified into the same situation as Talia.

"...I don't know if it's boring or not, I just feel like you might want to punch me before dinner tonight."

Xi De stared into Lan Qi's eyes, feeling that he was becoming more and more unscrupulous, and she could almost guess what he was thinking.

Fortunately, there was no mind reader among the people he knew, otherwise this kid would end up in the hospital sooner or later, or even skip the step of going to the hospital.

"How could that be?"

Lan Qi sighed lightly, looked at Xi De sincerely, raised his palm to signal her to enter the room.

The spacious card-making workshop had complete card-making facilities, all of which were relatively high-end equipment. Although Xi De didn't understand the work of magic artisans, she could tell that it was already very good to have these things in a remote city-state.

Not long after, the steward of the mansion prepared and sent the items on Lan Qi's list, as instructed by Viscount Qinsdun.

In addition to regular materials such as blank cards, energy crystals, transfer magic stones, and magic core liquid, there was also a pile of demon-related materials. It was easier to buy the necessary props for making demon magic cards in the Protos Empire than in the Hutton Kingdom.

"Besides staying here, you can leave at any time, it won't affect me. I'm very relaxed when I make cards."

Lan Qi picked up a recliner and placed it on the side of the room farther away from the workbench, leaving a spacious space, indicating that this was for Xi De.

"Okay."

Xi De nodded and sat down in front of the chair, leaning lazily against the chair, propping her chin with one hand, her head slightly tilted, like a queen watching a play.

Her eyes were calmly watching the front, seemingly very interested in the things in front of her.

Because next, she would only watch Lan Qi make cards to pass the time.

"You guys in the Southern Continent seem to have a Card Maker Association?"

Xi De asked, thinking.

If she remembered correctly, there were a total of seven levels, from the lowest Iron, Copper, Silver, Gold, Platinum, Magic Crystal, to the highest Grandmaster.

Except for the last level, Grandmaster, which was almost just a symbol of honor, the promotion conditions and divisions for the first six levels were very clear and strict, so as a person from the Northern Continent, she could roughly understand what level each level was in their Northern Continent.

The Northern Continent did not have a super-large multinational joint guild organization like the Southern Continent, and if one took the exam in the Protos Empire, the card maker's certificate was a branch of the magic device master.

Regardless of which branch of high-level magic device master, they had a very high income in the empire.

According to her judgment, a magic device master who could obtain a registered license in the Southern Continent was no longer an apprentice. Iron-level was probably a magic device master in the Protos Empire who could stand alone, Copper-level was an elite magic device master, and Silver-level was a very powerful magic device master who could easily produce purple rare quality magic items. Gold-level could even become a royal magic device master, and this level was even enough to create pink sacred-grade works.

The Platinum-level magic artisans above that, whether they were scroll masters, item masters, card makers, or mechanical engineers, there were only a few in the entire Protos Empire, and all of them were key protected objects of the Protos Empire. Even the Overlord Sect would not be allowed to contact them by the Protos Empire.

Since most of their Overlord branches worshiped Sigrid's martial power, the proportion of magic device masters and other scientific researchers or scholars was very small. The few capable magic device masters among her subordinates were talents she personally recruited.

As for the Holy Son, Sigrid only knew that her Holy Son also had the function of a magic artisan. Since she needed him to manage the entire Overlord branch for her, she didn't consider letting him juggle scientific research.

It was not until today, when she was sure that he was a Southern Continent person and saw that outrageous [Fake Slate - Wind], that she suddenly realized that she didn't know the Holy Son's card-making level.

The most popular branch of magic device master in the Southern Continent was card maker. This kid might be very powerful even if he was placed in the Protos Empire.

She thought to herself.

"Yes, the association is very good. It can provide a lot of convenience. Of course, while enjoying privileges, there are also corresponding jobs."

Under the warm amber light, the card-making workshop was isolated from the outside world of the mansion. The luster moved on the magic measuring instruments and the divided grid containers. Lan Qi stood in front of the workbench, like a painter immersed in his own world, checking the material ratio. He prepared to start his work and confirmed.

He didn't know if he would be able to pass the Platinum-level final review smoothly when he returned to the Southern Continent. If he could pass, he would have to help as an examiner to invigilate the Platinum-level card maker exam, which was one of the highest-level exams in the Southern Continent.

After coming to the Northern Continent, most of his time was occupied by work, official duties, and travel. Now that he thought about it carefully, there were still a few opportunities to pick up these tools again.

"..."

Seeing that Lan Qi began to concentrate on his work, Xi De stopped disturbing him.

"How good are the magic cards he makes?"

Xi De lowered her head and whispered to the little black cat.

"I don't know... but it seems to be the really awesome kind."

The Cat Boss raised its head, with a hint of confusion in its eyes, and answered timidly.

At first, it thought this guy was a newbie who blew up cards every day and pretended to be a professional card maker.

It was not until later that it saw the [Nuclear Fusion Wolf] that it realized that this newborn could make epic cards.

But it didn't dare to tell Sigrid that Lan Qi was suspected of being a Platinum-level card maker.

There were only a few dozen Platinum-level or higher card makers in the entire Southern Continent, so it would be easy to find out in the Southern Continent.

If Sigrid knew Lan Qi's true identity, it wouldn't dare to dream that the cardinal bishop of the Revival Church would personally visit its Cat Boss restaurant one day!

What if its home was regarded as a cult den by the high priest! Absolutely not that kind of thing!!

Please give me monthly tickets at the end of the month! Xi Zhi kowtows in thanks!

(End of this chapter)