Chapter 842: King's Domain
Chapter 842: King's Domain
The vacation time quickly passed, and the Duel Academy welcomed a new semester once again.
However, this new semester at Duel Academy was not just about welcoming adorable juniors.
The sky was a clear blue, and the sunlight pierced through it, casting a mottled glow as if the world had been coated with a warm and gentle golden hue. The sparkling sea, like a myriad of tiny sapphires, swayed gently under the caress of the breeze.
A white liner sailed slowly in the majestic scene where the sea and sky met, heading towards Duel Academy with the wind at its back.
"October 11th."
The red-haired man with glasses stood at the bow of the ship, speaking to the recording device in his hand as if he were talking to himself.
"It seems that the journey to Duel Academy is finally coming to an end.
Kaiba Corporation has specially prepared a luxurious liner for this trip, and it is said that they have spent a considerable amount of money. However, for such a ship, there are only a mere five passengers."
The red-haired man—Amun Galam, the heir to the world-renowned Galam Conglomerate, looked around and gently pushed up the bridge of his glasses.
Amun Galam was a man who appeared to be well-mannered and cultured. The glasses on his nose played a significant role in shaping this image. However, if anyone had watched the GX story, they would know that this seemingly civilized appearance was somewhat misleading.
Anyone who underestimated him as a weak and powerless rich kid would surely regret it. Beneath this civilized exterior lay a body forged through countless trials and tribulations. He possessed a muscular build that rivaled mercenaries, not only in strength but also in top-notch combat skills. He was confident that he could hold his own in a physical confrontation.
"Currently, I have learned about all the passengers. The first person is, of course, me, Amun Galam.
The second person is Jim Crocodile Cook."
As he spoke, he glanced at the pool on the deck not far away.
Wearing a wide-brimmed hat, Jim, dressed like a cowboy, lay comfortably under the sun. However, upon closer inspection, one would notice that the object under his head was not a pillow but a terrifying green crocodile.
"Jim is the easiest person to find because that deck is his favorite spot. He is always there."
As Amun spoke, Jim lay lazily under the sun, and the crocodile's eyes seemed to move upwards.
"The third and fourth persons are Professor Cobra and Osin O'Brien," Amun said, looking back, "But neither of them leaves their rooms much."
".
Osin O'Brien, the tanned mercenary, was currently in his room, skillfully drawing the gun-shaped object from his waist. But when he equipped the gun to his hand, it transformed into a Duel Disk.
It was a mercenary's Duel Disk, able to function as a gun when needed and transform into a Duel Disk during duels.
A knock on the door interrupted the silence.
"Who's there?"
Osin O'Brien stood up and opened the door.
Professor Cobra's towering figure appeared at the door, looking down at O'Brien, he said, "Is there anyone else who would come looking for you other than me?"
O'Brien handed a file on the table to the professor.
"This person has been inquiring about me." O'Brien said.
The professor took the file and frowned after reading it.
"Amun Galam of the Galam Conglomerate.
Cobra put down the file and hummed lightly.
"So that's how it is. It seems he might have come with some ulterior motive, and could be a troublesome fellow. Well, we don't need to worry about him causing us trouble for now."
Osin O'Brien nodded, "Yes, Professor."
"Don't forget your mission," Professor Cobra said solemnly, "I've also sent others to investigate at Duel Academy, but the situation isn't looking good."
O'Brien's expression turned serious, "Because of the King's Domain?"
"That's right."
Professor Cobra nodded, his hands clasped behind his back.
"The rumors say that this generation's King is cunning and suspicious by nature. Acting within his domain carries significant risks."
O'Brien opened his mouth but hesitated and remained silent.
"What is it?" Professor Cobra asked, "If you have any questions, feel free to speak."
O'Brien thought for a moment and said, "Then, why must it be at Duel Academy?"
"I mean, since acting here carries such risks..."
"This is necessary."
Before he could finish, O'Brien interrupted.
"I'm your commander, and you only need to follow my orders. You should understand that this mission has a purpose that must be carried out at Duel Academy, right?"
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O'Brien bowed his head, "Yes, sir."
"Good." Professor Cobra turned around, "I heard you're the best, and I hope you're at least better than the last person I hired. Don't let me down."
O'Brien: "I won't, sir."
". . ."
On the deck, Amun paused for a moment before continuing his recording.
"As for the fifth person, he's still a ghost for now."
"The roster clearly lists him, but he hasn't appeared yet. I suspect he might not even be on this ship."
"But it doesn't matter."
Amun smiled lightly as he spoke.
"Once we reach Duel Academy, he will definitely show up. By then, his true identity will be revealed."
"Compared to this, what worries me more about this journey is something else..."
Amun Galam put down the recording device, his smile fading as he looked at the direction of Duel Academy with a serious gaze.
From here, the outline of the Duel Academy island was beginning to appear on the horizon in the vast ocean. Even in this crystal clear sky, the island still looked hazy, as if shrouded in an invisible mist.
It was as if some sort of barrier, an ominous barrier, enveloped the entire island, warning anyone with ill intentions who approached it.
"The King's Domain," Amun murmured, "The underworld rumors say that the King is a cunning and ruthless existence.
In this world, only the King's Domain is truly forbidden. The moment anyone sets foot on the island with even a hint of extra purpose, they will be detected. The final outcome is either expulsion or eternal wandering in the abyss of nightmares.
The legend goes that even the most radiant 'Light' organization, their faith in the cosmic light, was forever extinguished on this island, and countless followers of Light fell into darkness forever..."
Amun paused for a moment, then suddenly laughed and picked up the recording device again.
"Well, legends always have some exaggeration."
"I'm actually looking forward to seeing if the King's Domain is as taboo as they say."
(End of Chapter)
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