Who Let Him Play Yu-Gi-Oh! novel Chapter 486

Chapter 486: Chapter 485: Such a Good Thing?

The onlookers were slack-jawed.

What even was that sequence?

Especially here in the Dark Web—everyone knew the Armorer’s strength as their station manager. His dueling skill was top-tier for this underground market, and universally respected.

Machina was his signature. Rumor had it that before joining the Dark Web, he’d made a name on the streets using "Machina Force." Later, by chance, he dueled one of the higher-ups and lost, then willingly bent the knee and became a general under the Dark Web’s banner.

And that guy just got beaten by some newbie—using the very archetype the Armorer excelled at?

No—more accurately, was that even Machina on the other side? Hard to say.

At first glance, sure, the Deck was Machina. But once "Catapult Turtle" popped out, the tone swerved off the rails...

Is this how you play Machina?

The fake Machina boss needs four pieces to combine—boasts "ATK surpassing Blue-Eyes Ultimate"—but has no other utility, and can even be picked apart component by component when attacked.

The real Machina boss is Catapult Turtle. If one shot doesn’t do it, fire another. Fortress, Megaform—just shells. Go wild enough, it’ll even shove itself into the barrel and fire itself.

Jokes aside—he won, didn’t he?

Kira strolled over and crouched leisurely in front of the fallen man. The surrounding guards hesitated, torn—intervene? Don’t? Neither felt right.

"Had enough?" Kira smiled.

The Armorer: "..."

Do I look like I’m in any position to say no?

"Good." Kira smiled. "Then... let’s chat about what we mentioned earlier—correcting your rules."

The Armorer sighed weakly. "That’s... not up to me. The entire underworld operates this way. Where there’s demand, there’s supply. Even if you change this place, other markets will still exist—"

"Don’t worry about that," Kira shrugged. "If I hadn’t run into it, fine. But since I did..."

He gave a small chuckle.

"Consider yourselves unlucky."

The Armorer blinked, then grit his teeth. "Even if I agreed, the Dark Web won’t let you go. They’ll come for you. You’ve no idea how deep the organization’s roots go. There are duelists far stronger than me—"

"Oh? Even better."

Kira smiled.

Besides, the name they’ll be hunting is Revolver. What’s that got to do with me?

The Armorer stared, incredulous. How could there be such a madman in this world—afraid of nothing and no one?

And with absurd dueling skill to boot...

"And there’s something else. A few questions," Kira added. "It’s actually the main reason I came to the Dark Web."

"Ask," the Armorer said helplessly.

"The Shadow Riders," Kira said. "The one behind them—word is he frequents your market too?"

"The master of the Shadow Riders?"

The Armorer blinked, then nodded.

"He does exist. He mostly buys alchemy reagents, apparatus, and the latest developments in alchemical research..."

"All alchemy?" Kira asked.

So Kagemaru hadn’t slackened in his pursuit of alchemy in the slightest.

"Yes. Recently he bought a batch of... a batch of..."

Mid-sentence, he seemed to realize he’d said too much and quickly clammed up.

"A batch of what?" Kira asked.

His voice was casual and quiet, but behind the Revolver mask, a weight pressed down.

Disgust flashed across Kira’s face. The Armorer, even without looking, felt the contempt and icy killing intent. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

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