Chapter : 372
Chapter : 372
Naomi tried very hard not to smile. She bumped Ken's arm gently. She knew exactly what he was doing. He was just wasting time. He was stalling. He wanted the stadium clock to run down so they wouldn't have to fight for the full forty-five minutes.
"You are an absolute clown," Julian sneered viciously. He drew his shiny gold sword from its scabbard. He pointed the sharp blade directly at Ken's face. "I will never make a deal with a servant. I am taking all thirteen rings. I am taking the ten points. And I am going to enjoy making you suffer for insulting me."
Scott stepped forward from the back of the 7th Unit. His brown eyes burned with intense, uncontrollable jealousy. He glared at Ken with pure hatred. He gripped his magical rapier very tightly.
"Ken Eliot," Scott announced loudly. His voice was strict and formal. "I challenged you in the hallway yesterday. I challenge you now. Step forward and face me. Prove you are worthy of Sayma."
Sayma sighed softly. She rubbed her tired eyes behind her glasses. She really hated this fake romance story right now. It was causing way too many problems for their team.
Ken let out a long, dramatic groan. He threw his head back and looked at the blue sky.
"Scott, please," Ken complained lazily. He dragged his shoe on the grass. "I already told you the truth. I have a medical condition. I am highly allergic to effort. I do not want to duel you. You have a very sharp glowing sword. I just have a suit. This is a totally unfair matchup."
"You are a miserable coward!" Scott shouted angrily. He pointed his rapier at Ken's chest. "If you do not fight me, you are admitting you are weak!"
"I am totally weak," Ken agreed instantly. He nodded his head proudly. He offered a big thumbs-up. "I am the absolute weakest person here. I fully accept my weakness. Congratulations, Scott. You win the argument."
Scott stared at him in pure shock. He did not understand this boy at all. A normal man would fiercely defend his pride. A normal man would fight to defend his girlfriend's honor. Ken just completely agreed with the insult without a second thought.
"He is mocking you, Scott," Julian spat angrily.
The 7th Prince had lost his patience completely. The quiet, strategic scavenger hunt was officially over. The talking and stalling was over. He wanted violence. He wanted to claim his points.
Julian raised his golden sword high into the air. The bright sunlight caught the metal blade. He looked back at his elite vanguard.
"No more talking!" Julian roared. His voice echoed fiercely across the quiet botanical garden. "Crush them all! Take the rings! Leave none of them standing!"
The 7th Unit shouted a massive, terrifying battle cry. They surged forward as one large group. Their red and gold armor flashed brightly in the light. They charged directly at the 13th Unit.
Princess Iris raised her silver rapier. Her violet eyes focused intensely on her brother. She refused to back down. She refused to let her cruel brother win the match.
"Hold the line!" Princess Iris commanded powerfully. "Defend the rings! Protect each other at all costs!"
The 13th Unit snapped into action immediately. Naomi spun her twin daggers, green wind magic swirling rapidly around her boots. Laxmi roared loudly, her hands erupting in massive, roaring orange flames. Zinia stomped her heavy boots, ready to pull up a thick wall of stone. Ira summoned her high-pressure water whips. Sayma prepared her glowing golden shields. Luna cracked bright yellow lightning between her fingers. Elma gripped her silver swords tightly.
The quiet, strategic game of hide-and-seek was officially dead. The peaceful garden was about to turn into a totally chaotic, violent battlefield. The real, full-scale battle royale had begun, and there were still forty-four minutes left on the stadium clock.
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The stadium roared with absolute noise. The crowd cheered from the tall concrete stands. They waved colorful flags in the air. The bright stadium lights shined down on the beautiful botanical arena. The green grass looked soft and perfectly cut. Large trees and stone fountains decorated the massive field.
The match resumed instantly. The peaceful scavenger hunt was completely over. The real battle officially began.
The 7th Unit did not wait. They launched a ruthless offensive strike. They were incredibly aggressive. They charged forward like a pack of hungry wolves. Their red and gold armor flashed brightly in the sun. They held sharp swords and glowing magical staffs. They moved with a very clear, highly organized plan.
Prince Julian stood near the back of his team. He wore his shiny gold breastplate. He smiled a cruel, arrogant smirk. He wanted to steal the magical rings from the 13th Unit. He knew Princess Iris held the majority of the rings. He wanted those points. He wanted absolute victory.
Julian knew he could not easily break through the front line. Sayma stood strong with her golden shields. Zinia raised massive walls of solid rock. Laxmi threw enormous orange fireballs. The vanguard of the 13th Unit was incredibly tough. They blocked every single direct attack.
Julian decided to use a very cowardly strategy. He decided to specifically target the weakest links in the 13th Unit. He wanted to cause absolute chaos.
Julian pointed his finger toward the center of the enemy formation.
Mo Yuna saw his signal. She was an assassin for the 7th Unit. She was incredibly fast. She was also very cruel. She held two small, razor-sharp knives. She licked her lips. She absolutely loved hurting defenseless people.
Mo Yuna dashed forward. She did not run in a straight line. She moved in a jagged, unpredictable pattern. She moved like a dark shadow across the green grass.
She brutally bypassed the frontline completely. Zinia tried to smash her with a rock pillar. Mo Yuna jumped right over the stone. Sayma tried to trap her with a golden barrier. Mo Yuna slid entirely underneath the light. She was totally unstoppable. She slipped right into the absolute center of the 13th Unit's defensive circle.
She viciously targeted the sweetest, most fragile member of the team.
Risa stood in the middle of the grass. The sweet, pink-haired healer wore her simple yellow dress. She hugged her stuffed teddy bear tightly against her chest. She did not know how to fight. She did not have a weapon. She looked incredibly scared. She watched the dark assassin run directly toward her.
"Get away from her!" Naomi shouted loudly.
Naomi tried to turn around. She wanted to protect Risa. But Junpei stepped into her path. The destructive enemy fire user slammed his fists together. He threw a massive wave of roaring flames at Naomi. Naomi had to stop and dodge. She could not reach Risa in time.
Mo Yuna reached Risa. The cruel assassin laughed a nasty, mocking laugh. She raised her right hand. The small knife gleamed in the sunlight.
Risa gasped in pure terror. She took a frightened step backward. She raised her left arm to protect her face.
Mo Yuna swung the knife down. The blade sliced through the air.