Holy Song Hospital, under the Church of Light.
Numerous mage guards suddenly poured in, sealing off the hospital inside and out.
A delegation of senior officials headed by Tiluowei, special envoy of the Card Association, arrived to visit Aileen on behalf of the tournament organizing committee.
Inside the ward.
"Miss Aileen, how are you feeling now?"
"I... I'm much better... Thank you all for your concern."
Aileen looked embarrassed and lowered her head in shame.
She still knew nothing about the "Dark Game" and probably felt that surrendering onstage because her opponent's cards had frightened her was too humiliating to mention.
Who knew what the tournament officials were thinking? They had actually come to visit her as a group.
For Aileen, who was already somewhat socially anxious, it was enough to make her wish the floor would swallow her.
While Aileen squirmed with embarrassment, Roland stood among the visitors, taking the opportunity to observe her.
Sure enough, her condition resembled mental debilitation.
Some of her spiritual vitality had been devoured, as though a vengeful spirit had latched onto her and consumed her yang energy.
Unlike benevolent gods, Xingtian had clearly embarked on the path of a malevolent god devoted to slaughter and conquest.
Roland stepped into the corridor and quietly asked for details.
A priest at Holy Song Hospital explained, "The patient's condition is rather strange. She is exhibiting negative effects similar to the curses 'Fear' and 'Weakness'..."
"Keep watching her closely and take good care of her. Don't let anything happen to her here."
"We understand. Please rest assured, Master Roland."
After Roland returned from Holy Song Hospital, Blaise sought him out to ask about the situation.
Roland told him what he had learned.
Blaise said, "The Dark Game... Even I've only heard about it and have rarely experienced