Invincible Cards の小説・ストーリー

"She had one job; frame Alva....and she couldn’t even do that. Now Henrik and I got hit for nothing." Vidar’s voice rang out, silencing the whispers. "And who says Alva is from a poor background?" He bent down and picked up Alva’s sleek black card from the floor, holding it up for everyone to see. "This," Vidar said, his voice clear and authoritative, "is an unlimited card, owned by only a select few in the world. With this card, Alva can never run out of money. Her net worth is in the billions, and if she wanted to, she could buy a thousand of that cheap bracelet without blinking."

"Trying to compete with me for a house… Do you even know who you are? Holding a broken card, who do you think you're fooling—" However, Francis froze before he could finish speaking. "This..." He stared at the table, his body trembling uncontrollably. As an executive director of the Enfield Group, Francis had seen his share of the world. Although he had not seen it many times, he recognized at a glance the card Liam had casually thrown on the table. It was the Centurion Black Card! Only a handful of people in South City owned the card, all of whom were tycoons worth billions of dollars. Even though Francis was worth over a hundred million dollars, he did not even qualify to apply for a Centu

Before Magdalena and Jasmine could blow their tops, Abraham loudly interrupted, "I'm not mistaken. My brother-in-law is the president of Kingsvale Bank, and he specially showed me this type of black card. "Unlike other bank cards made of plastic, it's made from titanium alloy through a complicated process. So, it's impossible to imitate it. The greatest feature of this card is the drawing limit of one billion!" What? Everyone widened their eyes, and the sounds of them taking deep breaths filled the air. It was rare to find a regular credit card which had a drawing limit of even a few hundred thousand dollars. The owner of a card which had a drawing limit of a few million dollars was definite

Just as the fully armed security guards surged forward, Frederick slowly pulled out the Black Dragon Card from his pocket. "Do you want to have a look at my card?" Bob looked at Frederick in confusion. How would a man dressed head to toe in cheap clothing have any kind of card? Wade laughed his head off when he saw the card in Frederick's hand. "The Sky Garden only has two kinds of cards: Gold and Platinum. Where did you get this cheap black card? Who are you trying to fool?" Bob had been prepared to ignore it, but he jumped in shock when he heard that it was a black card.

I asked, bewildered. Sasha looked at me with raised eyebrows. "You don’t know what this is?" I shook my head, and Sasha handed me the card. It was plain but gleaming, with no visible chip. In one corner, three small letters were inscribed: "M.C.S." The card's simplicity was overshadowed by its aura of opulence and power.

“Back in the hotel, you used the spades to detect if the place was enchanted in some way, right?” “Yes, and it’s not limited to places. You can use it on people you suspect have been bewitched or cursed,” Kian said. “Although it nullifies the curse and the spell. It doesn’t heal. For healing, we have hearts. Again, same logic: small wounds can be cured by larger numbered cards. For example, ten of hearts can heal a cut in skin that’s not deep.” “So with that logic: ace, jack, queen and king are the strongest cards, right?” I asked, shuffling the cards in my hand.

"You are definitely cheating! How come you've won when you still have many cards left! It d-doesn't make any sense!" "Perhaps you still didn't get it," Xavier replied. He took his cards from the table and set them in order. There are four spades at that. King, Queen, Jack, and 10. Whilst the other cards have another 3 more cards, two 10, and heart of 2. It was such basic tongits, unlike what they've played earlier. Xavier realised how dumb this person is. "And then that left me with 2, less than yours." "IMPOSSIBLE!" Alejandro shouted, looking petrified.

he said immediately and passed me. Oh, come on. This man is unbelievable! I just rolled my eyes and walked into the room. When I entered, there were cards in the bed. "I didn't know that he's really serious?" I approached the cards and took them. "Woah," I whispered softly when I had them in my hand. They are aces, two, three, four to King but the designs of the cards are different. They are black in color and looked like they were glowing. They are also quick to shuffle because they are soft but they it's obvious that they were durable.

I am going to make them pay a hundredfold. As the battle rages on, I fight with unmatched ferocity, protecting not only myself but everyone I hold dear. I know that I have to become a beacon of hope, a symbol of defiance against the forces of darkness. Watching their comrades falling, Vornt and Connor have discovered that underestimating me comes at a great cost.

she instructed. “I’m indebted to you, cup...” I stopped myself from calling her Cupcake. Zory Adio. A Viktorova always repays their debts. If you ever need me, use this.” I dug into my pocket and offered her the magic card that showed my family crest of a vampire bat with an embellished frame topped with a crown when held at the correct angle. “Call my name while holding it, and I’ll be there in a blink.” “Um, sure. I doubt I’ll ever need your help when I have my pack and our allies that I’d call first.” Zory shrugged but put my card into her bag. “Good luck with your family, Dacian.”