Who Let Him Play Yu-Gi-Oh!

"…"

"Continuous Trap 'Royal Decree'—all Trap effects on the field are negated," Kira said calmly.

"Then I activate Equip Spell 'Big Bang Shot,' equipping it to your monster 'Gil Garth.' The equipped monster gains 400 ATK.

Next, I discard the WATER monster 'Sinister Serpent' from my hand to activate my 'Abyss Soldier's' effect. Once per turn, I discard a card to return a card on the field to its owner's hand.

I'll return 'Big Bang Shot' to hand, and by its effect, the equipped 'Gil Garth' is banished."

The surrounding spirits' jaws dropped.

Huh? You can do that?

"Then I re-equip the returned 'Big Bang Shot' to my own 'Abyss Soldier,'" Kira smiled. "Both Abyss Soldiers, direct attack."

"…"

In just a few minutes, yet another demon lost his dreams—and his deck.

But at least this demon wasn't sad about losing his deck.

Because this time, he lost his life as well.

When dueling the four-eyed demon, Kira hadn't figured out the situation yet. And since his opponent hadn't intended to kill him, Kira had only reduced his LP to zero and held back, deciding to ask questions after the duel.

But now he understood—this whole realm was just demons and invaders fighting each other, and nobody seemed like a good guy. So, there was nothing more to say; might as well take the deck and move on.

But seeing a fellow inmate get erased into light right before their eyes, the watching prisoners were terrified.

Someone dared to kill in the bunker, right in front of everyone!

 Wasn't he afraid of the warden?

Especially the four-eyed demon. Seeing his fellow prisoner get cut down, he felt icy fear—realizing he'd just brushed past death himself.

To have only lost his deck in a duel with this devil, and still have his life, must be thanks to his ancestors praying to Satan himself…

Kira calmly collected another deck, looking around curiously.

How come the warden hadn't shown up yet? The security in this dump needed work…

Whatever. If the warden won't come, he'll just keep looking for the next one.

"You said there are two more duel-capable spirits?"

Kira looked at the four-eyed demon and waved him over.

"Come on, keep leading."

The demon trembled all over but didn't dare refuse. He could only bow his head and bite his lip as he walked.

Brothers, don't blame me—I have no choice…

BOOM!

Suddenly, a loud bang sounded from somewhere, making the whole bunker tremble.

Immediately after, a cold voice echoed in the air:

"All prisoners, recreation time is over. Return to your cells immediately, or force will be used.

Repeat: Return to your cells immediately, or force will be used."

The imprisoned spirits scattered in panic, pushing and shoving to get back to their cells. They were quite afraid of the bunker's guards.

The four-eyed demon sidled up to Kira and whispered, "Boss, maybe we'd better head back to our cell for now. We can duel later, right? Otherwise…"

He stopped mid-sentence.

He'd been about to say, "Otherwise we might upset the guards and get punished," but then realized his boss hadn't cared about the guards at all from the start.

"That was a loud bang earlier—sounded like an explosion," Kira mused. "Could it be a prison break?"

"Huh?"

The four-eyed demon paused.

"Well, it's not impossible. There were some strong ones who tried to break the prison before, but most failed. It hasn't happened in a long time."

Kira nodded and continued, "So if someone's bold enough to try now, they must be really strong, huh?"

"Definitely. You wouldn't come to the bunker unless you were confident… Wait, Boss, what are you planning?!"

The demon's face twisted in terror.

Are you seriously excited by this?!

Kira was a little excited.

If they were a strong spirit, they'd probably have a good deck, right?

….

A few minutes earlier, deep inside the bunker—in the conference room.

A heavy iron door blocked all the outside noise. Dim firelight barely illuminated the corners of the table, casting strange shadows on the walls and ceiling.

The bunker warden sat at the end of the long table, face grim. Crimson moonlight filtered through a small window, casting blood-red shadows across his face.

"I'll be blunt,"

The warden put his hands on the table, propped his chin on them, and spoke in a low voice.

"You should all know—the great God of Orichalcos has sent a special envoy to our world."

His gaze swept over the senior staff.

"The envoy's identity is unknown—maybe even deliberately hidden from us by those above.

We don't know the envoy's race, gender, or even what form they'll take. But for the foreseeable future, I want everyone to act as if anyone could be that envoy.

Be careful in all words and actions."

"Understood," the higher-ups nodded.

An undercover envoy's inspection was standard at any fortress or outpost that had submitted to the god. Sometimes it was obvious; other times, like this, it was hidden.

After all, the higher-ups knew many natives hadn't truly embraced Orichalcos—many just submitted under duress.

Some were even only pretending, biding their time until the cult's grip weakened, at which point they'd immediately defect or run away.

"I've heard some races can shapeshift or use magic to disguise themselves," one senior staffer said, looking around the room.

"Maybe the envoy is already here—maybe in this very room."

Everyone started eyeing one another suspiciously.

"It could be a guard," another said.

"Or—maybe, bold enough, even a new prisoner in disguise."

Some kept quiet, but their faces were full of doubt.

Would the envoy pose as a prisoner?

"In any case, don't overlook any possibility," the warden finished. "Be careful in the days ahead…"

BOOM!

Suddenly, the bunker shook violently from a massive blow from outside.

The warden's face changed. "What's going on?"

Soon, a demon rushed in from outside.

"Prison break! Someone's breaking in!"

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