He left the spectators' sight and entered the competitors' passageway. Suddenly, he halted and looked up.
A Magic Spirit was walking toward him from up ahead.
The Magic Spirit was grotesque in appearance, its brain exposed directly to the air, yet it somehow gave him an exceptionally "wise" impression.
"I see a void in your soul, one in urgent need of filling. This humble shop trades in souls, with fair prices and honest dealings..."
"Magic Spirits can talk?"
Louis's thoughts turned, and he immediately understood that the Magic Spirit before him most likely belonged to the Son of the Valkyrie.
—Though the Son of the Valkyrie seemed never to have used this Magic Spirit in a duel.
As Louis pondered why the Son of the Valkyrie had sent his Magic Spirit over, he replied quite politely on the surface, "How exactly do you trade in souls?"
The Cosmic Brain Monster narrowed its eyes, the corners curling upward. It immediately launched into an endless sales pitch for its products.
Competitors' lounge.
Pandora returned through the passageway on the other side, with little excitement visible on her face. As she sat down, she heard Dark ask, "Why did Louis suddenly stop?"
Pandora shook her head slightly and pondered, "I don't know, but I felt that he still had another move he hadn't used."
After thinking for a moment, Dark said, "Could he have been wary of something?"
"That would be an off-field matter," Pandora said.
"After coming all this way, he stopped at the very last step. Louis's endurance isn't something to underestimate," Dark said.
Pandora nodded slightly. "He was a fairly good opponent." Dark smiled. "In any case, congratulations on making the main draw. You're the first Duel King of the World Cup."
Only then did Pandora smile faintly. "No matter