232.Chapter 232 – Ranch and the Great Love Poet’s Re-Collaboration

Chapter 232 – Renewed Collaboration between Ranchi and the Great Love Poet
This time, the magic boundary of the card-making workshop would even isolate Boss Cat from the door.

But it seemed to be enjoying watching Ranchi make cards now, and sat crouched outside the card-making workshop again, quietly looking inside.

“Take a look, take a look meow.”

Boss Cat felt that listening to Ranchi blowing up cards every time was also quite a relief, and was even more curious about what cards he would be able to make in case he didn’t.

It had listened to Tata and Huberian chat earlier and realized that it had underestimated the teenager!

He didn’t expect him to be a genius with a registered gold level card maker license from the Southern Continent Card Maker Association.

It was inconceivable that a gold level card maker would be able to blow up dozens of cards without being able to make a single finished product, even making the cat boss suspect that this kid was intentionally researching how to enhance the power of blowing up cards.

Ranqi looked at the little black cat at the door, feeling that the cat that occasionally came to the house to play suited him, and he experienced the joy of Yun raising a cat.

With that, Ranchi stopped paying attention to the cat boss and brought his attention back to his eyes.

All of the equipment in the card making workshop in the dormitory had been replaced with the highest specification style provided for him by the Icrypta branch of the Southern Continent Card Maker Association, arranged for him by Vice President Lawrence, who was in charge of invigilating the exams at the time of the branch, and distributed along with Ranqi’s temporary use of the gold level card maker’s license prior to the completion of his platinum level examination.

Ranchi first placed a dark purple rock tesseract-like prop loaded with a recording program on the cabinet on the far side of the workshop.

This prop could record the entire card making process, and could be used to prove the maker of a magic deck. In the Card Maker Association’s application for patents and promotion conditions, the record of the process of making a high quality magic deck was quite important if the card was made on an occasion that was not witnessed by an official.

Vice President Lawrence told Ranchi that in the future review process, it was likely that there would be situations where some high-ranking members of the Card Maker Guild’s headquarters who were hostile to the Houghton Kingdom or the Duke of Migaiya would find faults and question Ranchi’s ability and stability, so as a precautionary measure, if Ranchi had a chance to make a high-quality magical deck, he must record it, and use it as a hand to occupy the right of speech in the final review council.

Although the details of the production steps and the attributes of the finished magic decks could be hidden in the end, under the recording and determination of this device, there was no possibility of faking the quality and rank of the final produced magic decks.

After clearing out a spacious space on the workbench, Ranchi took out three tray compartments from the three-tiered trolley at hand, which were filled with various materials, and Ranchi checked the ratios that he had already made earlier.

Placing them beside the workbench, he bet on the skills he had honed day and night over the past six months or so, with the collaboration of the Great Love Poet, his gaze calm and skillful as he finalized the processing of the materials.

In order to create this sealing card with the [Wolf King’s Prideful Heart] as the core material, Ranchi had spent almost all of his savings just on the purchase of supplementary materials, including the money he had saved earlier, the bounty from the Virgin of Destruction, and Professor Porao’s share of the compensation.

This is still taking into account that Vice President Laurence did his best to lower the price of the materials for him, and also purchased some Seal System Gohan auxiliary materials from the branches of other countries as fast as possible.

Just the final processing of the materials before using them on Ranchi and the Great Poet of Love was a step that would probably make an ordinary card maker’s hands unsteady.

However, even Talia had once praised Ranchi for having a naturally good heart, and that he wouldn’t feel the slightest bit nervous even when he was walking on a tightrope.

This was exactly the realm that most card makers could not reach even after a lifetime of training.

And Ranchi was just naturally so in everything he did.

That’s all.

The clock in the living room ticked away. Unconsciously several minutes had passed.

“Great Love Poet, can we start now?”

Ranchi put down the last piece of material that was processed and ready to be put into use, and said to the Great Love Poet who was helping him blend the magic ink.

Wanting to use demonic magic text in a human body without any backlash, the Great Love Poet was indispensable as a medium, while having such an assistant and collaborator was also what Ranqi relied on nowadays to have the courage to produce high-quality magic.

Her talent for comprehending magical engineering seemed to have been inherited from the Demon Artisan who had left behind the [Compassionate Psalm] in ancient times, as if she was the embodiment of that Demon Artisan.

Moreover, the spells left in the body of the great poet of love by the [Psalm of Compassion] had a part that Talia couldn’t even understand when she used the [Psalm of Compassion] to make cards, being able to force the target to be locked by race, gender, and true name, involving a mixture of curses and seals, and only with the current mastery of Ranch on sealing arts could not understand it in the slightest, which could only show the terrifying degree of that magical craftsman’s attainments in magic arts.

The Great Love Poet’s face also went cold, without a trace of emotion in his golden eye pupils.

“Just start the work yourself, I will help you.”

The Great Love Poet did more than just look a little more serious, she mimicked Talia full on, in order to make Ranch feel like he had a stern overseer beside him, to help him get into the best state of immersion possible.

“Okay.”

That familiar cold gaze caused Ranchi to instantly come up with pressure, and without much hesitation, he took the magic ink that the great love poet had just blended with grounded fire-attribute magic crystal powder and sealed specialized magic core liquid once he was in the state.

The moment he touched the test tube, the magic power in Ranqi’s body began to resonate and synchronize with the ink, and it was as if the ink blended by the Great Poet of Love actively catered to Ranqi’s magic power.

Even if Ranchi didn’t test or measure it, he was sure that the Poet had blended the best ratio for him.

He poured the ink into the magic pen, felt the flow of its magic power, and unsealed the seal of the [Wolf King’s Pride Heart], and along with the cracking and dispersion of the solid silver stone layer on it, the intertwined veins of green and purple gradually became clear, turning into a translucent jewel-like heart.

Afterwards, we entered the extremely important step in the entire process of making the summoning card, transforming and enchanting the core material, using it as the cornerstone to give magical spell circuits and structures, and expanding and connecting them.

The entire process required the full attention of all participants and a high degree of synchronization that was almost concentric.

As Ranchi’s brush and carving knife trembled with precision in his hands, the Great Poets of Love also engraved the runes constructed by their magic into each budgeted magical line, translating and rewriting a mixture of human and demonic magical scripts like a nest of worms that were dense and wriggling in an intricate and complex manner.

The two of them bet on wholeheartedly carrying out the burning, as if even if the world outside was in great commotion, it had nothing to do with the space of this card-making workshop.

Gradually, the concept of time disappeared.

The minute hand of the clock in the living room had already turned round and round, and Boss Cat had left Ranchi’s house in the middle of the afternoon, bringing him lunch and putting it on the table, but belatedly did not see any sign that Ranchi in the card-making workshop was about to stop working.

(End of chapter)