Card Apprentice Daily Log Chapter 607 Truth

Chapter 607 Truth

Date- 31 Mar 2321

Time- 9:27

Location- Sky Blossom City, Guild a.s.sociation Mall, Warehouse no.234

"Master Wyatt, please help me create my origin card."

"Kane, I thought your family had hired a platinum grade card creationist for help." I had already offered Kane to help him with his origin card creation, but he chose to follow his grandfather's arrangement. I don't know what has changed now.

"I don't care. That's my family's decision, not mine. I want your help, Master Wyatt." Kane responded.

"Kane, knowing your family has other plans for your origin card, as a professional, I can't interfere without their consent. Speak with your family, and if they agree, I will help you with your origin card creation." I don't fancy myself as a just person, but I take pride in my work. As a card creationist, I do not want to be irresponsible towards my clients. Kane is young. Without his family's consent, it would be professionally wrong of me to go ahead with his wish and help him create his origin card.

"I am an adult. I am 16 years old and will soon turn 17 in a few weeks. Legally I turned adult on my 16th birthday. So, I don't require my family's advice in my decisions. I can make my own. And I will bear the responsibility for my choices as an adult." Kane announced.

"So, you are an adult, huh? Tell me, what made you choose me over a platinum grade card creationist?" Kane looks young for his age. I thought he was 15 years old or something.

"I want my origin card to be genuinely unique like manager Susan's slime armor or Pax Whiteburns's Iron Flesh, or Debra Khan's Skeleton Centaur Knight, or JK Elliott's origin card, which cured his mortal illness.

I am sorry my people could not find any information on JK Elliott's origin card.

What I am trying to say is, Master Wyatt, all the origin cards you have created are truly unique and revolutionary. They do not have other cards like them.

If I go to the platinum grade card creationist that my mother wants me to go to, he will only create an origin card he is familiar with using my fated ingredients. He will not risk it by challenging himself and pus.h.i.+ng himself to create something new, fresh, inspiring, and worthy of the t.i.tle unique. Because he knows if he tries to do something different than his routine, he will fail to create the origin card.

But you, Master Wyatt, you are different. I know that if it is you, you will do your best to meet my needs and create a masterpiece. I have been following you for days, but it's as if I have known you for ages. Please, master Wyatt, will you do me the honor of being one of your masterpieces." Kane sang my praises pa.s.sionately.

"Huh, thank you, but tell me the real reason." Kane's flattery was well present, but I knew that alone wasn't the reason for him to seek help from me. This kid was hiding something not just from me but from his family members.

"I am telling the truth!" Kane stuck with his answer.

"Come on. We are alone here. What are you afraid of?" Despite his ordinary demeanor, Kane had a haunted look. As if something was eating him from inside, he wanted to cry for help but did not, fearing something or someone.

"Come on, that boy is obviously showing signs of being bullied and clinical dispersion. If I am not wrong, if we pull down his turtleneck, you can see signs of strangulation." Corey's voice sounded from behind.

"I thought you had scurried back to your rathole. What brings you back?" I knew Kane's situation. I wanted him to say it aloud. Healing begins with acceptance.

"Did you just compare me to a rat?" Corey snapped

"Corey, don't start again. You are an employee here. Act like one. Don't make me repeat myself." I said in a stern voice.

"Sorry, boss." Apologizing, Corey sat on the couch. Watching this, I frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Learning by watching you at work. Earlier, during my conversation with Kane and his grandfather, I realized that I am lacking in the field of customer relations. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get them interested in what I was selling. Since Mama Susan prefers a card creationist, I decided to become the best card creationist and customer relation is part of it." Corey elongated her gibberish reasons for her annoying actions.

"Fine, but don't weigh in unless you are asked to. Got it?" Since I was in the presence of my client, I decided to prioritize Kane first and address this tumor named Corey later.

"Loud and Clear." Corey nodded in agreement.

"So, Kane. That should have been enough time to organize your thoughts. Now, do you want to tell me what is going on?" Pus.h.i.+ng Kane to confess would not help. Therefore I decided to give him time to weigh in the pros and cons.

"The platinum grade card creationist that my mother hired is the grandfather of my bully." Kane finally confessed.

"So you already knew about the surprise your mother had planned for you?" Kane's words made it clear that he was already aware of the gift his mother had prepared for him.

"Yes. My Bully, he informed me about it." Kane replied in frustration.

"I guess that's not all he informed you about." Knowing that the person who informed Kane about the surprise his mother planned for him was his bully, I knew he was not doing Kane any favors. There had to be a catch.

"Yes, he said he will ask his grandfather to fail my origin card creation on purpose." My hunch was spot on. The bully wanted to torment Kane mentally.

"Oh, and you believed him," I asked

"I know what you are thinking, Master Wyatt. But I have seen his grandfather do worse for his grandson and family."

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