Who Let Him Play Yu-Gi-Oh! novel Chapter 682

Chapter 682: Chapter 682: Challenge to the King

The Gladiator Beast deck was stolen.

It happened suddenly. On the very day Kira heard about it, the incident occurred: Industrial Illusions’ European branch was attacked, and an unknown duelist took the deck.

But that’s not exactly accurate—the "deck" didn’t exist yet. What I.I. unearthed were only stone tablets; the deck still needed development.

Yet intel from over there insisted the thief took an actual deck.

There’s only one explanation.

He released the tablets’ power on site and hand-crafted the deck himself.

That’s not impossible. Converting tablets into cards via R&D is just the most common method. But in this world, some people—those strong enough—don’t need tech, research, or even understanding the principles. If the vibe is right, they can hand-sculpt a deck on the spot.

Such examples abound across every Yu-Gi-Oh era, typically among those top-tier, "plot-armored" monsters of duelists. Legend says top alchemists can turn stone into gold—but at least they need a stone. These plot monsters need nothing; they can conjure new cards from thin air. Completely unreasonable.

If the culprit’s power is high enough, hand-crafting a Gladiator Beast deck is plausible.

Yako flew to Europe that night. Mokuba wanted to go too, but with his brother away he already had mountains of company work, and figured he wouldn’t be of much use there anyway. So he stayed, and sent Kira to take a look.

...

Early the next morning, they visited the professor who’d been on-site.

Tilla Mook was alive—barely. Her expression was vacant, and her beautiful blond hair had turned snow-white overnight. Pure, without a trace of other color.

"Too strong..."

"That guy... that deck called Gladiator Beasts—it’s beyond ordinary strength..."

When Yako and Kira entered, Tilla Mook slowly raised her head and spoke, dazed.

"He said he was only testing the deck, verifying his own power—otherwise he wouldn’t even deign to duel me... Now I believe him. He was telling the truth. We’re not even in the same dimension.

"I think that’s why he spared me. He left me alive... to deliver a message."

"For whom?" Yako asked.

Tilla Mook stared straight at Kira.

"Me?" Kira asked.

She nodded sluggishly.

"Duel King, Fujiki Kira. He knew you’d come. And he said he’s looking forward to it."

Kira narrowed his eyes.

So what kind of demon is it this time?

Well, the tall tree catches the wind. With the "Duel King" title on him, there are countless people worldwide itching to challenge him; finding a specific suspect is near impossible.

Just then, a staffer in a black suit entered the ward and bowed to both of them.

"What is it?" Yako asked.

"We’ve found something," the man in black said. "Our informant reports someone using Gladiator Beast monsters at an underground illegal duel arena."

Yako raised a brow.

"That brazen?"

Steals a deck and immediately goes to play black-market duels locally? He clearly doesn’t care about their intel network.

"Deploy a team at once," Yako said gravely. "I want to see for myself."

Since the message explicitly called out Kira by name, he couldn’t skip it; he joined Yako’s team.

But at the address, what they saw surprised them.

The underground facility was lit, systems seemingly running. Yet inside, the large halls were empty.

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