Card Apprentice Daily Log Chapter 2263 Field Marshal's Frustration

Chapter 2263 Field Marshal's Frustration

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Location: Lil Red Storm Planet, Unspecified

While the Field Marshal was mesmerized by Dalie's insane display of celestial force and mastery over s.p.a.ce rules, Wyatt was more captivated by her talent in array formation.

It wasn't surprising that, after becoming a complete celestial and establis.h.i.+ng a s.p.a.ce rule stream, Dalie was now able to display her true power in celestial force and s.p.a.ce rules-unlike her relatively pathetic display during their battle. However, her skill in array formation was unexpected. Wyatt believed she had even greater potential in array formation than he did.

Just by glancing at the s.p.a.ce furnace array formation, Dalie was able to incorporate its principles in her spatial disaster to refine LSG, processing over 15 cubic miles of it in under a minute. It seemed her origin as a celestial array formation's spirit wasn't without merit; she was an array formation genius born once in several millennia. Realizing this, Wyatt suddenly felt eager to see the world Dalie would eventually build as a celestial. Though that was still far in the future, he decided to guide her by introducing her to the field of array formation.

"That was...convenient," the Field Marshal remarked, glancing at the seemingly endless rows of neatly stacked two-pound LSG bricks that Dalie had arranged. Then, turning to Wyatt, she asked, "What now?"

"We'll use what we need and gradually sell the rest. Neither the Dark Realm nor the Devil Merchant Code market can handle such a ma.s.sive quant.i.ty of LSG all at once," Wyatt replied. He then shared all his array formation knowledge with Dalie through the Hive Spirit, adding, "This may not compare to your gift, but I hope it keeps you busy until I can get you your real present."

"I like anything you give me, but what do you mean by "keeping me busy?" Dalie frowned, sensing she might not like what Wyatt was about to say next.

"I'm planning to return to my realm for a short while. There's something urgent I need to handle and it's also related to the gift I want to prepare for you," Wyatt explained. He was being sincere, not just making excuses to leave Dalie, who was rooted in this part of the myriad realms.

"We just met, and now you're leaving already-" Before Dalie could persuade him to stay, Wyatt interrupted her, saying, "Please, trust me on this. I need to do this for us." "Fine, but promise you'll be back soon," Dalie relented with one condition. Wyatt nodded, swearing, "With the Origin Source as my witness, I promise to return soon." "No! Why did you do that? I didn't ask you to take an oath, especially not with the Origin Source as a witness," Dalie exclaimed, distressed. Not everyone can make a oath with Origin Source as witness, only those who could sense the Origin Source could swear on it, and she knew Wyatt was one of them.

Her intention was never to pressure or harm Wyatt; she just wanted to spend time with her younger brother. Even if he didn't return, though it would sadden her, she would hope for his happiness, wherever he was. She never wanted him to make such a binding oath.

"I did it because I want you to wait for me," Wyatt said with a rea.s.suring smile. Comforted by his words, Dalie nodded, saying, "I'll wait for you."

"Field Marshal, let's head back to my city," Wyatt ordered, only to be met with a firm reminder. "What about your combat training? I know you have many unique skills and abilities at your disposal, but that doesn't replace the need for combat mastery. Without it, no matter how strong your skills are, you won't be able to harness their full power or time them perfectly to achieve critical strikes and gain other tactical advantage in a battle. I can go on and on about this, but it will be pointless if you don't heed them. I sincerely hope you'll stop avoiding combat training and start taking initiative."

The Field Marshal's expression was grim as she lectured Wyatt on the importance of combat mastery. She was genuinely frustrated with her young liege for not taking his training seriously and wondered if she should emphasize this again with some tough love. However, seeing how protective Dalie was of him, she didn't dare act rashly in her presence.

"Field Marshal, I am well aware of the importance of combat mastery," Wyatt agreed with Field Marshal, recalling how she had easily bested him in sparring. However, he immediately reminded her of the conditions she'd agreed to before becoming his combat instructor, saying, "Remember, you agreed to schedule my training around my busy schedule. Something important has come up, so we'll continue later. Don't make me repeat myself again."

Listening to Wyatt, the Field Marshal clenched her fists in frustration but soon controlled her emotions, nodding, "I did agree to that, and I will make sure to not make you remind me again."

"Good. Now, let's head back to the city," Wyatt said, accessing the Devil Merchant Code's inter-dimensional transportation feature. Before leaving, he locked eyes with Dalic and left after uttering, "I'll be back soon."

With Wyatt and the Field Marshal gone, Dalie was alone once again. However, this time she didn't feel lonely, as she could sense Wyatt through the Hive Spirit, the Primordial Calamity Soul/Daughter Gem link, and their shared bloodline. While waiting for her little brother's return, she decided to occupy herself with the array formation knowledge he had shared.

However, she went through all the material on the array formation in a matter of minutes. Proving Wyatt's hutch about her talent in array formation right. If she hadn't encountered difficulties understanding particular array ingredients unique to Card World and that she hadn't come across in her long lifespan, she would have completed it even faster. With nothing else left to do, she decided to unearth the other resources buried in the crust and refine them for her little brother, now that she had little use for them herself and had noticed Wyatt searching for them.