A Ray of Light in Desperation

Thinking of a detail that had been easy to overlook amid the sudden change in circumstances, Fang Ran felt as though lightning had flashed through his mind, stimulating his thoughts. In an instant, he connected the causes and effects and found the answer!

And the most direct evidence leading to that answer was...

Fang Ran lowered his head and stared incredulously at the black suit he was wearing. Only now did he notice a problem.

If it had been the spear formed by Silver Severing Dragon Tooth that disturbed the spatial crystal Colossus had used to escape when the Wheel Card took effect, causing it to activate on him by sheer coincidence,

then why, after being transported through space to real-world London, was he not wearing the black, solemn King of Gods with its fading brilliant gold?

He was neither in the form of the silver-haired Night Crow nor holding that enormous silver spear several meters long. Instead, he had arrived in London in his own appearance, wearing a custom Night Bureau suit. The only explanation was...

that the one currently in London was not the A-rank Upper Tier "Night Crow,"

but "Fang Ran," who had been tied up in the villa's underground training room by the power of the Dual Cards!

Come to think of it, at the moment the spatial dizziness hit, he really had caught a glimpse of the Underground Training Ground.

Hidden in a corner behind houses in some London neighborhood, Fang Ran understood this fact that even he did not want to believe. He pressed a hand to his forehead and closed his eyes, feeling an unbearable headache. He let out a breath full of shock and complicated emotions, his thoughts heavy and difficult.

You have to be kidding.

No wonder he could not summon