The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

The explorers and their magical pets waiting in the reception hall all turned their curious, surprised, and even somewhat awe-inspiring gazes toward the legendary figure who had suddenly appeared at the door.

Now, every intelligent and sentient being in Valen is using cards; who doesn't know the Card Witch Moran!
“Master, this is Spark!” Squeak introduced, “Its owner is a Scarlet Witch. Five years ago, that witch was going to explore a very dangerous other world, so she left Spark with us to take care of it.”

"And what happened? Spark stayed with us for a year, and after attending our 'Common Sense and Skills Training Class' for magical pets, it wasn't content to just be a 'guest' being taken care of." Squeak's tone was a mix of helplessness and pride:

"It thinks it's so smart, it insists on going to the door to be a doorman and greet guests. I think it's really clever, so I recently started letting it try to greet guests and register information, and it's learning very quickly!"

After introducing Spark's "work experience," Zizi seemed to remember something important, leaned closer to Moran, and lowered her voice to add:

"Oh, and most importantly—Spark's owner, that Scarlet Witch, is a huge fan of you. She bought every card skin featuring your image. When our new store opened, she knew we were your summoned creatures, and without hesitation, she sent Spark over. She was our first customer! Spark has probably heard her owner talk about you a lot..."

After saying this, Spark seemed even more embarrassed, nervously clutching her little black bow tie with her tiny paws. But she still mustered her courage, looked at Moran with admiration, and whispered:

"Card Witch... Hello... I... I often hear my master mention you... She said you are her target..."

Moran looked at the red squirrel, who was trying hard to appear professional yet couldn't hide its excitement, and smiled gently: "Hello, Spark. Thank you and your owner for patronizing Squeaky's business and working so hard. Your owner has a very capable and lovely companion!"

"No, you're welcome! It's what I should do! I'll definitely work harder!"

Upon receiving praise from his idol, Spark was so excited he was practically steaming, and his tail became as fluffy as a little broom.

Trying to calm itself down, it shyly poked each other with its little paws, and mustered up its courage to make a request:
"Um... Lord Moran... could... could you please sign my master's autograph? She'll be so happy to see it when she comes back from the other world! By the way, my master's name is Leticia."

"No problem!" Moran smiled and agreed without hesitation, looking at its expectant little face. She was more than happy to grant this small request.

"Great! Thank you!" Spark cheered, immediately turned around, and nimbly slipped under the counter, rummaging around for a moment. A moment later, it emerged with a well-preserved, ornately covered, thick hardcover book, which it carefully placed on the counter.

Moran took a closer look and was surprised to find that the book was titled "Blue Star Business Handbook"!
She doesn't recall ever releasing a deluxe edition of the "Blue Star Business Handbook" cards. Judging from the marks on the cover, it's likely that its owner made the cover by hand.

It seems Leticia has quite a wide range of interests!

Spark solemnly turned to the title page of the book, where it was completely blank, just the right amount of space to sign her name.

Then, it pulled out a purple quill pen from somewhere, held it out with both hands, and handed it to Moran, its little eyes full of anticipation.

Moran took the pen, thought for a moment, and wrote fluently on the title page:

To my dearest Leticia:
Your partner Spark is clever and reliable. May your adventures be filled with wonders, and may you always find warmth when you return home.

—Moran

Looking at the still-wet signature and message on the title page, Spark clutched her little paws tightly to her chest, almost crying with emotion: "Y-Y-Y-that's wonderful! Master will absolutely love this gift! Thank you, Lord Moran!"

The scene of Moran signing Spark's autograph had already been witnessed by the other explorers and their magical pets waiting in the reception hall. At first, everyone watched with envy and curiosity, but when Moran readily signed his name and wrote that warm message, their restraint was finally broken.

An elf explorer who had been quietly sitting in the corner, stroking the Moonlight Cat in his arms, was the first to stand up. His face was flushed with excitement, and he asked cautiously:
"Um... Lord Moran... I'm so sorry to bother you... I... I'm also one of your admirers... Your cards have helped me through several difficult times... Could you... please sign one for me too?"

Her words seemed to have flipped a switch.

"And me! Lord Moran!"

"Please! Can you sign it on my staff?"

"My adventure log! Sign it in here!"

Suddenly, the once orderly reception hall became somewhat noisy.

The explorers pulled out items from their bags or storage equipment: cards with obvious signs of use and meticulous care, thick logs recording their adventures, and some even asked her to sign her name on their frequently used staffs or weapon sheaths.

Everyone's eyes shone with eager anticipation.

This scene left both Zhizhi and Kaba somewhat stunned.

Moran looked at the group of enthusiastic admirers in front of her, somewhat surprised. She raised her hand to signal everyone to be quiet: "Thank you for your love. Autographs are of course welcome, but could you please line up for a bit? Let's not disturb the other people who came to have their magical pets cared for."

The explorers immediately expressed their understanding and quickly and spontaneously formed a short but exciting queue.

Moran took the adventure log and pen from the first elf explorer and began to carefully sign autographs for everyone, occasionally adding a short blessing based on the individual's situation.

Zizi helped hand things over, while Huohua maintained order.

What was originally an ordinary pet care center was instantly transformed into a mini "card witch" autograph session.

Moran's friendly demeanor caused the news to spread like wildfire within the small area of ​​the camp.

As more and more explorers arrived after hearing the news, the reception hall became increasingly crowded and noisy.

Seeing this scene that far exceeded expectations, Zizi felt proud of its owner, but also worried that it would affect Moran's rest.

Without hesitation, it nimbly darted to the door, picked up the sign that read "Open for Business," and deftly flipped it over—the words "Temporarily Closed" were clearly visible on the other side. Then it hung it up steadily.

With no new people joining, the queue quickly shortened, and after the last lucky explorer received their autograph and left, Moran finally had some peace and quiet. (End of Chapter)