Magic Card Era: Infinite Deck Enhancement — Chapter 134

Chapter 134: Night Queen: Was I Intercepted?

“Back?” Night Queen’s seductive voice drifted through the room, carrying that iconic, intoxicating charm that belonged only to her.

She had sensed the exact moment Luke returned to the Magic Card Civilization Main Plane, though she hadn’t expected him to linger in the Land of the New Moon for quite so long. As a Magic Card Master who had once walked those same lunar grounds, her memories of the place were hazy—it had been two thousand years, after all—but she knew that obtaining a New Moon Blessing rarely took this much time.

As she spoke, Night Queen’s enchanting peach-blossom eyes swept over Luke’s figure, narrowing slightly.

Only a single night had passed in their world, yet he seemed fundamentally changed. What caught her immediate attention was the lingering aura clinging to his skin. To her heightened senses, it felt distinctly as though her student had been marked by someone else. A faint, unfamiliar prickle of discomfort settled in her chest.

“Yes, teacher,” Luke replied, completely oblivious to the subtle shift in her mood. His attention had already been captured by the woman standing quietly at Night Queen’s side.

Her jet-black hair cascaded in a smooth, liquid sheet down her back. While it didn’t drag across the floor like Celestine’s, it was long enough to drape elegantly over her hips. She possessed a devastatingly beautiful face, easily rivaling Night Queen’s, but her underlying temperament was entirely different.

If Night Queen’s presence was a blend of absolute majesty and mature allure, the woman before him was the physical embodiment of pure seduction. Her charm was flawless and unadulterated, as soft and inviting as a blooming peach blossom. She looked delicate enough to make anyone want to pull her into a protective embrace.

She wore a complex, palace-style gown that starkly contrasted with modern fashion. The layered silk perfectly accentuated her stunning figure, drawing the eye to a chest even more generous than Night Queen’s, yet balanced with such perfect proportions that it never looked heavy.

However, what truly locked Luke’s gaze were the nine fluffy tails swaying gently behind her. They moved with a hypnotic, lazy grace, practically begging to be touched.

[Race: Nine-Tailed Fox]

[Quality: Legendary]

[Level: Twelve-Star]

[Skills: Thousand Enchantments, Nine-Tailed Heavenly Wheel, Undying Body, Beast of the End]

A Twelve-Star Legendary-grade Magic Card Spirit.

This was, without a single doubt, the most powerful entity Luke had encountered since arriving in this world. The fact that she belonged to the Nine-Tailed Fox lineage only amplified that weight. The mythological history of the nine-tails was staggering; in his past life, whether it was the Qingqiu Fox or the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox, their fame and destructive power were legendary. Even if they didn’t sit at the absolute apex of divine beasts, they were natural disasters in their own right.

Of course, this was the Magic Card Era. The Daji standing before him was a Magic Card Spirit forged by Night Queen’s own hands.

Yet, pushing past the initial shock of her Twelve-Star status, Luke realized something far more important: he could actually read her stat panel. Under normal circumstances, a Commander Realm Magic Card Master had absolutely no right to view the data of a spirit at this echelon.

‘Could it be because I linked with Celestine’s spiritual core?’ Luke mused silently. It was the only logical explanation. But if that bridge was enough to let him bypass a Twelve-Star entity’s natural shielding, then Celestine’s true power ceiling was even more terrifying than he had calculated.

Regardless, having this level of insight was a massive advantage. It stripped away the unknown.

Across the room, Daji felt a sudden, inexplicable shiver run down her spine the moment Luke’s eyes washed over her. ‘How strange… why do I feel like he just peeled back every layer of my existence? With my strength, a mere Commander shouldn’t be able to see a thing.’

She quickly dismissed it as a trick of the mind. Masking her internal surprise, Daji offered a graceful, shallow bow. “Young Master Luke. It is a pleasure.”

Her peach-blossom eyes—strikingly similar to her creator’s—studied Night Queen’s new male student with open curiosity. Aside from Meng Ningdie, he was the only one.

A fox was truly a fox. Even that simple, polite bow was a masterclass in soft, feminine temptation, every micro-movement designed to allure.

“Luke, this is Daji, one of my Magic Card Spirits,” Night Queen said, her voice cutting through the heavy atmosphere as she formally introduced them.

“Ah, right.” Luke feigned a look of sudden realization, keeping his system knowledge hidden. He casually shifted the topic. “Teacher, I was just about to head out to grab something to eat. Do you want me to bring anything back for you?”

He assumed that since Night Queen was laying low here, she wouldn’t want to show her face in public. Staying hidden was also a fantastic way to keep Cang Fenghua sweating bullets. Remembering the sheer panic on the man’s face yesterday, Luke could only imagine the nervous wreck he was currently reduced to.

“No need to trouble yourself. I’ll go with you.”

Night Queen’s response completely shattered his expectations. Then again, operating outside the bounds of predictability seemed to be her default state.

“Daji, return for now,” she commanded softly.

Night Queen waved her hand. Daji’s stunning figure dissolved into motes of light, condensing back into a Magic Card that vanished into Night Queen’s body.

Whether it was just his imagination or a side effect of the card’s return, Luke felt the suffocating weight of Night Queen’s natural charm spike drastically the moment Daji disappeared. Fortunately, his mental fortitude held firm.

“I don’t mind the company, Teacher, but…” Luke’s expression turned complicated as he looked her up and down. “Are you absolutely sure it’s a good idea to go out looking like that?”

If Night Queen strolled through the streets of Cangling City in her current state, it would trigger a localized riot. The sheer visual impact would cause absolute chaos, and the City Lord’s Mansion would instantly throw the district into a state of maximum martial law. If the boss’s boss experienced even a minor inconvenience on his watch, Cang Ao would personally skin Cang Fenghua alive. Breaking his legs would be a mercy.

Granted, if some foolish street thug actually tried to harass Night Queen, they would be the ones needing prayers. Anyone harboring ill intentions would find themselves permanently ‘invited’ to the City Lord’s Mansion for tea.

“Oh? And what do you suggest I do about it?” Night Queen asked, her luscious lips curling into a languid, teasing smile.

“Uh… maybe wear a veil?” Luke offered. It would look a bit eccentric, but it would at least muffle the blast radius of her beauty.

Much like Celestine, Night Queen was the absolute zenith of physical perfection. It wasn’t just her face; her temperament, her posture, and her hourglass figure were all lethal weapons. Even with her face hidden, her silhouette alone was enough to drive men insane. After all, to a certain demographic of desperate men, it was all the same in the dark.

“A veil, hm? A decent suggestion, but I have a much better method.” Reading the practical concern in his eyes, a faint, amused smile touched Night Queen’s lips.

She took a slow, deliberate step toward him. With every inch she closed, that overwhelming, intoxicating aura began to evaporate. By the time she stopped directly in front of Luke, the suffocating pressure of her charm had vanished entirely. She now felt like an ordinary woman.

Her face was still devastatingly beautiful, capable of toppling nations, but without that signature, supernatural charm radiating from her soul, ordinary people wouldn’t be instantly hypnotized into mindless husks upon seeing her.

“Teacher, you really are full of surprises,” Luke said, genuinely impressed as he gave her a thumbs-up.

“So, are we leaving or not?” Night Queen rolled her eyes at his casual praise. Even with her aura completely suppressed, that simple, exasperated glance carried a unique, magnetic pull all its own.