"The Priest... lost?"
"How is that possible!?"
The Egyptian soldiers were all stunned, the shock in their eyes akin to a world-shaking collapse.
In the eyes of both civilians and soldiers, whether the Pharaoh or the Priests, they were supreme beings, practically the gods' emissaries.
No matter when or where, facing any desperate situation, as long as a Priest was there, their morale would never be crushed, because that is the foundation of their faith.
But now, even the Priests among the Seven Great Priests, the mighty Set Priest, had so easily... lost to an outsider?
Only the players were unsurprised by this result, but were also abuzz, excited over the recent duel—especially invigorated to see the legendary "Thunder Dragon" card deck in Ancient Egypt three thousand years ago.
Although it seemed to be missing an ultimate piece, it's ultimately the prototype of the Thunder Dragon deck!
Even the players now had newfound respect for Set Priest. With such powerful capabilities, he truly deserved the title of Priest, standing far above regular underlings.
It's said that playing cards is a process of connecting hearts; this game ended with Set Priest seemingly acknowledging Youyu.
At the same time, he expressed that an unrivaled expert like Youyu, who possessed strong power without being ruled by it, deserved respect wherever he went, and insisted on inviting Youyu to the Royal Palace, ensuring his group would be treated as the most distinguished guests.
Perhaps Set truly felt this way, though he certainly had other thoughts. After all, from a Priest's perspective, the stronger Youyu seemed, the less he could easily relax.
To be safe, he wished to bring Youyu to the Royal Palace, where other Priests with the ability to discern good from evil could make a judgment to determine whether these outsiders were friend or foe.
Youyu could guess this, yet didn't mind.
After all, he intended to go to the Royal Palace to meet up with Dark Yugi, discuss strategies and tactics for this RPG.
Unlike Youyu, who had the animation storyline as a reference, Dark Yugi was thrown into this Memory World completely blind, not knowing what he or Bakura was supposed to do.
Up to this moment, Bakura hadn't made a move, and the memory-less Yugi was presumably in a tense state.
Thus, Youyu and his group joined Set's team, accompanying them back through the tight valley, heading back towards the town.
"Your strength is commendable," Set said to Youyu on the way back. "You are the most knowledgeable person on spell study I've encountered... no, not just in magical proficiency, but also your adept and flexible application of various spells, tactical arrangement, or monstrosity's strength... you are the most flawless warrior I've seen."
"Ahem, thank you."
With Kaiba's face, Kaiba's voice, yet expressing praise so straightforwardly, Youyu was somewhat at a loss, even feeling a bit embarrassed.
Not everyone has the chance to hear President Haima give praise so directly and sincerely.
It seems the Set Priest from three thousand years ago had some personality differences compared to modern President Haima. It's unknown how the President became so haughty and awkward...
"You're quite strong too. Your resource allocation in battle, swiftly summoning powerful creatures to oppress through absolute strength, isn't something average people can match," Youyu said.
It's basically the familiar future routine, "mutual commercial praise."
Of course, praising requires skill. You can't simply compliment someone's looks vaguely; you need to specifically point out aspects like their beautiful eyes, nose, or mouth.
That's typical forced praise, which is inadvisable.
Strong aggression is Set's combat style, and coupled with his sound deck operation, Youyu's praise was indeed spot on, bringing silent satisfaction to Set.
As a Priest, he often had flattery from others, but common people's praise seldom stirred him much.
Praise from fellow strong individuals, however, held different weight.
"Hey, what's your name?" suddenly someone tugged at Youyu's attire.
Turning his head, Youyu discovered beside him a cute girl had appeared, with big, dark sparkling eyes, a white headscarf slanted, chocolate skin as smooth as silk, her face full of curiosity and admiration.
At first glance, Youyu almost mistook her for his own dim-witted spirit, the Big White one, because aside from different clothing and skin tone, they looked incredibly alike.
Undoubtedly, this was Dark Yugi's "Dark Magician Girl," Mana, his childhood friend.
Before, the girl was hidden among the crowd, unnoticed, but now the fools couldn't hold their excitement.
Big!
Long!
But Youyu thought...
...not bigger than mine.
Yet, despite Mana appearing small and adorable, logically young, her development—her curves and curves—were quite exceptional.
Her slender, lightly toned legs were immaculate.
Several fools were quietly taking wild screenshots to drop a major bomb in forums, attracting a crowd of enthusiasts.
Once again proving those who constantly define themselves with specific affinities, claiming loyalty to certain types, are merely simple LSPs; color doesn't affect their passion for the chase.
"Me? I'm Youyu," Youyu smiled.
Perhaps because she resembled his silly spirit, Youyu felt inexplicable kinship upon seeing this young Apprentice Priest in this foreign land.
Usually always accompanied by a goofy and adorable Magician girl pleading for praise or a pat, keeping her presence known, Youyu was accustomed to it.
In the Memory World, without her by his side, Youyu realized he felt a bit unadapted.
"You're amazing!" Mana said with dark sparkling eyes, genuinely, "I've never seen anyone who even Set Priest couldn't defeat!"
Beside them, Set's brow moved slightly but remained silent.
"I was lucky," Youyu coughed, asking, "And you are...?"
"Mana, I'm Mana, an Apprentice Priest!"
The girl seemed proud of this identity, confidently puffing her chest... then shook.
Shaking made her resemble the Gold-haired Big one Youyu had...
But isn't Mana meant to be Mahad, the Black Magician, in a past life?
"Did you come out with Set Priest for a mission?"
When Youyu asked, Mana appeared slightly embarrassed, scratching her head and sticking her tongue out: "Nope. I... sneaked out without Master's permission to explore, but got caught by Set Priest..."
Youyu: "..."