Card Apprentice Daily Log

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Location- Reverse Dungeon, Yellow Plains Planet, Freedom Fighters Secret Base

"Field Mars- Leader, speaking of the supply chain. A secret organization has been working to uproot the black market our people set up in the central region," As a commander of the Freedom Fighters Baylor has been in charge of many projects, and one of them was entering the black market of the central region and establishing a foothold.

As a new player in the central region black market, the freedom fighters had many competitors and predators to fend off, but one of their competitors came hard on them, it was an unknown organization that did not hesitate to assassinate the members of the Freedom Fighters. Baylor wanted to retaliate against them but he had no idea who they were. The members of the secret organization were like ghosts as they did not leave behind any clues. This mysterious organization has been a real pain in Baylor's ass.

"Woah, you don't know?" Luna looked at Baylor in pity. As she knew the mysterious organization that Baylor complained about was Paw Clan led by Matron, Baylor's dear wife Sansa Baylor.

"What? Do you know something? Tell me," Seeing Luna's reaction Baylor understood she knew something about the mysterious organization he spoke of.

"..." Luna did not immediately answer Baylor. Instead, she glanced at Henricks waiting for his reaction not knowing what attitude the Freedom Fighters planned to cultivate toward the Paw Clan. They were rivals but with the relationship between Baylor and Matron things could change, then there was also the fact about Matron was trying to kill the boy that Baylor was trying to protect. This was really a tricky situation.

Henricks shook his head then looking at his disciple he said, "About the mysterious organization I will get you the answer by tonight. Until then you guys brief your people about your assignments."

Then a portal appeared behind Henricks and taking a step back he vanished from the planet Yellow Plains without waiting for Luna and Baylor to answer.

Having witnessed the suspicious glance exchange between Luna and his mentor, Baylor knew something was up so after his mentor left he cornered Luna and asked, "Tell me everything you know."

"Back off, or I don't mind kicking your demigod ass," Luna did not get intimidated by Baylor rather unlike her usual meek shelf she acted confident and did not hesitate to confront Baylor.

"Dr. Luna, here you are not a princess. Don't forget the hierarchy of the Freedom Fighters. As your commander, I order you to answer me," Baylor did not like the feeling of being kept in dark especially when it involved him. Only he knew how enraged he was finding that the leader of the freedom fighters was non-other than his mentor. The struggle of betraying his mentor for his cause had always kept Baylor awake and working hard to make up for his betrayal to his mentor but now he came to know that he was the one being kept in the dark. The rage hidden in Baylor's heart was enough to destroy the entire yellow plains.

"You are no commander of mine, shove your orders up your ass. I am the chief of the R&D department, next time you talk to me you better remember to keep your tone in check," Luna stood her ground against Baylor. Then she turned to exit the room but paused and said, "Dalton Wyatt is mine, no one can stop me from making him mine, not you nor my cousin."

"..." Baylor glanced at retreating Luna and found that her words reminded him of his wife, Sansa.

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Date- 5 April 2321

Time- 07:13

Location- Central Region, Central Capital, Secret Prison, Unknown, Interrogation Room No.12

It has been a long day for Sansa, she was arrested by the secret police for associating with the rebels calling themselves the Freedom Fighters. Knowing Sansa, she would have no trouble waking out of this joke of a secret prison but she did not do so as this involved her husband. So she patiently cooperated with the secret police to gather the information they had. Yes, her minions were already working on it but this case involved her beloved so she did not mind a little inconvenience.

"Mrs. Baylor, for the hundredth time did you know your husband was a freedom fighter?" A demigod realm Agent interrogating Sansa asked in frustration as she was not able to get any straight answers from Sansa for her colleague to use her card to judge if Sansa was lying or not. The only reason the Agent was being this lax with Sansa's interrogation was that she was a prominent figure in the central capital with a lot of powerful connections calling their superiors and vouching for her innocence.

"Where is my husband?" Sansa did not answer the Agent but instead enquired about the whereabouts of her husband.

"That is classified. Mrs. Baylor, please understand we are not allowed to discuss information regarding the ongoing case with the public," The Agent did not know if Sansa was in cahoots with her husband therefore she did not dare to reveal any information about the incident to Sansa.

"I understand, I am not public. I am the accused's wife. I have the right to know where he is being held. Once I know my husband is safe and sound, you will have my full cooperation," Sansa had no idea what happened to her husband in the southern region. She did not know that her husband had gone to the southern region until the spies in the southern royal palace informed her of that.

Her husband and his company were all demigods, how could her semi-demigod and card emperor minions spy on them, they would be spotted easily so Sansa did not bother to arrange for spies to monitor her husband but how could she know that a simple visit to the south would unfold into something this big.

While Sansa was in her thought, she noticed a portal open behind the two agents interrogating her and a pair of hands extended out of it and knock out the two of them, shocking Sansa. The two agents were demigods, for a person to knock them out that effortlessly, they must be very capable. Sansa's brow relaxed once she saw a familiar face extend out of the portal and say, "We need to talk."