Who Let Him Play Yu-Gi-Oh! novel Chapter 395

Chapter 395: Chapter 394: The Usual Routine, but Effective

Loren tilted his head up, his expression lost. When the white light blasted through him, at first it hurt so much he could barely stand.

But soon, he couldn’t even feel pain anymore.

It was like as his life force faded, even his senses left him. His body felt like a puppet with all its strings cut by that last attack—he fell backward, as if plunging into endless void, like Lucifer’s nine days and nights of descent...

Then he landed in an embrace.

Loren strained to look up. It was his most special card—the Cameraclops.

The spirit that was like his father’s incarnation, that had always protected him.

"Dad..." Loren said softly.

The photographer nodded at him.

The duel had only just ended, and as everyone’s attention was still on the field, Kira suddenly spoke to the always-silent Arbiter across from him: "Now you can rest easy, right?"

The Arbiter, who had watched the field with an unreadable expression, glanced at him.

"Oh?" he said calmly. "My last swordsman lost—why should I be at ease?"

"That was your plan, wasn’t it?" Kira smiled. "Whether it was your swordsman or the enemy, whoever lost, the soul is still yours.

After all, Doma’s three swordsmen are just high-quality duelist souls you were going to consume sooner or later."

Kira paused, eyes narrowing.

"And besides, as the real killer of his father and his people, isn’t it normal to feel relieved?"

Everyone was shocked at these words. Even Kaiba’s always-calm expression shifted as he frowned and looked over.

But no one was as stunned as Loren himself.

He had already closed his eyes in the photographer’s embrace, his consciousness nearly gone. But hearing this, his eyes snapped open and, by sheer will, he struggled to stand.

Bathed in shrinking green light, he stared wide-eyed at the Arbiter.

"You... what did you say?"

But the Arbiter didn’t look at him, only at Kira with interest.

"How did you know?"

That was as good as admitting it.

But with his status, and at this point, there was no reason to deny it.

"Who knows?" Kira replied, saying nothing more.

He actually didn’t know—he just guessed.

The three swordsmen, and Shell he’d encountered before, all had the same background: a tragic past, a desire for revenge, a reason to serve Doma. But in the end, everyone found the one who created their tragedy wasn’t some outsider, but the very one they served.

It’s a classic trope—nothing new.

Maybe the Orichalcos just lacks creativity, or believes that tropes work because they’re effective. Why bother making it new? As long as it works.

So Kira’s random guess turned out to be right.

"It... was all you!?"

Loren stared in disbelief at the Arbiter.

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