Card Apprentice Daily Log Chapter 2682: Sansa’s Gambit

Date: Unspecified

Ti: Unspecified

Location: Myriad Realms, Card World, Southern Region, Blossom District, Sky Blossom City, TSR Guild Headquarters

"Wyatt, who did you think of when I said I implanted a mory Bomb in your sweetheart?" Sansa suddenly asked, her tone laced with a disturbing curiosity about my love life.

My eyes widened as realization struck. Maybe it was all three of them—or none of them. Perhaps it was soone else entirely. Soone that Sansa believed to be my sweetheart. Or worse, every woman in my life.

As my thoughts spiraled, I received news from my calamity daughter gems. To my shock, none of the three rembered receiving a ssage from Sansa. Even if she had buried the mory of the text deep within their minds, there should have been a record of it in their grimoire text logs. Yet none of them had any such record.

It made wonder whether this was all, in fact, a bluff—just as I had thought at the beginning. Ti was ticking, and I was right where I began.

"Wyatt, are you too busy asking them whether they received a text from ?" Sansa asked lightly. "Don’t bother. The mory Bomb can not only duplicate my mories in the victims’ mind infinitely but also hide itself deep in the target’s mind along with every mory of they possess. Make it hard for one to simply erase it from their mory. That ans they won’t rember receiving the text at all, and you can just erase the mory bomb from their mories."

She took her ti, clearly enjoying herself, taking pleasure in my desperation. Soon, she smirked, adding, "And don’t bother checking their grimoire text logs either. There are many ways to send soone a ssage. It doesn’t have to be the grimoire network."

Listening to her, I realized she was right. For soone with her ans, she had countless thods to arrange for a ssage to be delivered to her target by soone who had no idea what they were carrying, soone rely doing their job. The thought ignited murderous intent within . Sensing it, she smiled and reminded casually, "Would you look at that? There are only five minutes left."

I was out of options, and if I didn’t act soon, I would be out of ti as well.

I couldn’t leave Sansa behind to rush to Susan, Anna, and Jill’s rescue. Nor did I dare bring all three of them into the Celestial Rule Domain to test and save them.

What if I left Sansa and she imdiately detonated her mory Bomb? And what if everything she said was nothing more than an elaborate bluff?

In that case, by bringing all three of them into the Celestial Rule Domain, I would be delivering three perfect scapegoats straight into her hands—three anchors for her to hide within. Once she managed to hide within any one of their mories, it would beco extrely difficult for to do anything to her—let alone kill her.

"Wyatt, do you give up?" Sansa asked. This ti, her tone was neither playful nor indifferent, but professional. As the ti limit closed in and my indecision persisted, she chose to strike. "Wyatt, I’ll be honest with you. While I have you tied down here, my people are busy implanting mory Bombs into every citizen of Sky Blossom City. We’re using every ssage delivery thod available, every service the citizens rely on."

She continued looking down South, "The Supre Leader, the Emissary of Light, and their forces are two hundred and fifty miles from the city, ready to attack at my signal. I wasn’t lying when I said I hadn’t given them my answer. My signal will be my answer."

Her eyes locked onto mine as she proposed, "That ans my offer to you is still on the table. Join hands with . I’ll erase their forces in one fell swoop while you stall the Emissary of Light. Once I’ve finished off the Supre Leader, I’ll rejoin you. As for Gideon Grim, we’ll need to stay alert—but his forces pose no threat to here."

She exhaled softly, monitoring my micro-expersions, as she remarked, "Honestly, Wyatt, I never wanted our cooperation to begin with threatening your people and your city. But you’re just as unforgiving and vindictive as I am." A faint smile tugged at her lips. "Along with your eyes, that’s what I like about you."

She waited for a heartbeat, letting the reality of my situation sink in, before asking, "So, Wyatt—what’s it going to be? Will you join hands with , or massacre your entire town by killing ... or keeping trapped in here?"

I was astonished to realize that I wasn’t keeping Sansa trapped in my celestial blood rule domain at all. Instead, she was isolating from the city, giving her paw clan the window to spread her mory Bomb throughout it, turning every citizen into her hostage strapped to a bomb.

It seed her new application of mory Bomb was far more versatile than I had understood. Funny how a single technique, when applied properly, could beco so much more.

"You think you’ve got , don’t you?" I said, letting out a long sigh as I finally did what I had resolved not to do. Sansa had proven herself a worthy opponent. I slowly stepped toward Sansa, adding, "I have to admit, your mory Bomb is sothing else. You were ticulous. Careful. But once again, you underestimated ."

Sansa’s indifferent expression cracked as she felt the weight of my murderous intent closing in. She realized then that I had made my decision—and it wasn’t the one she had hoped for.

According to her calculations and everything she knew about , that should be possible, but her mind reflexively recalled my answer from earlier, when she had arrived here through my mory of her and threatened with the lives of Susan, Anna, and Jill:

’Go on. Show whether I love those three as much as you love your husband. I want to know.’

She stared at in horror, misunderstanding that I was a bigger psychopath than her.

"You don’t care about those three?" she asked frantically. "What about the lives of innocent citizens? If I die, they all die!"

"When you don’t care about them," I replied coldly, "why should I?"