Four Split Personalities

Yu Chen pursed her lips slightly, murmuring, "If it wasn’t for me, you wouldn’t even be considering this, Motan, you actually just want to be a casual player... In the end, you just recently started playing and I called you to Misha County, and until now..."

Motan gently raised his hand, interrupting Yu Chen, with a light chuckle, "Whether you are fair to me is for me to decide, not for you. Let’s put it this way: suppose time could rewind, and the first thing I did after traveling back was to delete you from my friend list and stay far away from Misha County, then you’d really be unfair to me."

Yu Chen pouted but didn’t speak, as she already guessed what this person would say next.

Sure enough—

"But if, knowing what’s ahead, I still make the same choice, then I can’t blame you."

Motan raised his hands above his head, stretching his slightly stiff body, pulling a corner of his mouth, "So, stop overthinking it. The reason I’ve had a sour face until recently isn’t because it’s bothersome... uh, at least not entirely because it’s bothersome, mainly because Ramollok is a bit tricky."

Yu Chen bent over to pick up a fallen leaf and mischievously placed it on Motan’s head, curiously asking, "Is it because he’s super strong? Although I don’t quite understand, since Ramollok Chief Priest can win in that way... it really feels like he’s strong, like an anime character."

Motan raised an eyebrow, casually asking, "Is that very strong?"

"Yeah! Super strong, I remember a great show where the protagonist disguised a recording as a live call and guessed every word of the villain, it was super cool!"

Yu Chen answered without hesitation, and then lightly coughed, adding, "But I don’t think Ramollok Chief Priest is handsome, hmm."

"All glory to Lelouch!"

"Wow, you’ve watched it too!"

"Of course, my childhood goddess is in that show."

"Only ’childhood’ goddess?"

"Yeah, I’ve changed now."

"Oh! Motan, you’re such a playboy!"

"Who says I’m not~"

Motan laughed, then calmly said, "What if I told you I can defeat Richard using the same method as Ramollok, and even do it better?"

Yu Chen blinked, pondering for a while before clapping her hands, "Then Richard would be really crushed!"

"I think he already is."

Motan scratched his head with frustration, "Let’s put it this way, Ramollok actually didn’t use his usual tactics just now, but... used the kind I specialize in, roughly."

Yu Chen, who had been briefed by Motan in the first round, immediately widened her eyes, "Wow, like this morning when he used Counselor’s tactics?"

"Not the same."

Motan shook his head, gloomily saying, "My tactics are harder to replicate... Hmm, to be precise, they are quite difficult to replicate."

Yu Chen nodded thoughtfully, "Though I don’t quite understand, it seems really strong, so Motan, is this why you are feeling pressured?"

"Ugh... no."

Motan rubbed his brow in frustration, speaking quite conflictedly, "The reason I’m feeling pressured is because for some reason, Ramollok Chief Priest is extremely obsessed with me... In fact, the reason he’s participating in this competition this time is most likely because of me."

"Ah!"

Yu Chen exclaimed softly, her pretty face flushing a bit with excitement, "Could it be..."

"Stop right there!"

Motan immediately halted his sweetheart’s imagination, speaking dryly, "Not what you’re thinking now!"

Yu Chen pouted, somewhat regretfully saying, "Oh."

"In that simulation, rather than Ramollok competing with Richard, it was more like he was provoking me."

Motan sighed deeply, sitting helplessly on the nearby bench, "Or rather, declaring his intention to play a round with me, sigh... I don’t know why, but I feel like if I lose before meeting Ramollok, something very bad will happen; ah, it’s so troublesome, so troublesome."

Yu Chen sat quietly beside Motan, not responding, just smiling and listening to the guy next to her vent, even as the rant became more and more trivial.

Being in the mood to vent was a sign that Motan was a bit displeased, but he had actually reached a conclusion.

Finally, after ten minutes—

"Sigh, if playing properly is what it takes, then that’s what I’ll do. Anyway, I’ve planned to follow Lady Elyssa’s advice and hustle a bit. With lots of lice comes no itch, with lots of debt comes no worry, a mere Ramollok..."

After irresponsibly categorizing Ramollok as lice, Motan suddenly changed his tone, pouting, "Even if I lose, it won’t be a big deal."

"As long as you’re happy~ heyah!"

Yu Chen took off the leaf from Motan’s head, then stretched her arms lazily, smiling, "I’ll be content as long as I can be of help."

"Such low requirements?"

"Then I’ll add one more: hoping to get a close-up view of Motan looking handsome."

"Such pressure..."

"You said I asked for little though."

"Yes, yes, yes~"

"Shall we go back and continue watching the match?"

"No need, after the second round is over, let’s just gather everyone and head back. Definitely won’t get to the round of 32 today; everyone’s quite busy; don’t let everyone waste time because of me."

"Oh? Are you busy?"

"A bit... probably..."

"Always so mysterious."

"Who doesn’t have little secrets~"

"You! Now you won’t even bother lying to deceive me! Why not say you’re rushing to finish a paper!"

"Sorry~"

"Honestly, if I really cared, I’d have stopped dealing with you long ago."

"..."

...

Same day

Game Time PM20:55

Academy City Central District, Dan Slave Military Academy Main Building, B2F Third Research Room

On the huge crystal screen, just an encounter, like a tide, the blue side tore apart the red side’s defense line within two minutes, directly ripping that seemingly solid position to pieces, roughly twenty small blue team forces being specially marked, and amidst the blue wave, these otherwise inconspicuous teams consistently guided the battle’s course.

A few seconds later, the match ended.

To be precise, the recording of Round Two in the Warfire League ’Ramollok’ vs ’Richard Ryan’ match ended.

"The Dean told me you were here."

Just then, a reassuring, quite persuasive male voice suddenly sounded at the research room’s doorway.

Then—

"Ah!"

Turning too swiftly, momentarily losing balance, the Witch slipped, sitting with a plop on the floor, letting out a crisp and pleasant cry of pain, "Ouch!"

The Student Union President of this academy, Academy City’s most famous student Foster Ward, sighed softly, casually dimmed the magic crystal lamps on the research room walls, then hurried to the crying, pained Junior Sister, pulling her up from the floor, helplessly saying, "Honestly, Teresa, I think I might never meet anyone with worse physical coordination than you."

"I just... just accidentally fell! Who told Foster Senior to suddenly speak behind me!"

Teresa murmured softly, then accidentally knocked over the coffee on the desk.

Foster: "..."

Teresa: "..."

"Ahem."

Having weathered many storms, Foster was the first to break the silence, he first summoned an invisible creature to clean up the desk’s mess, then turned his gaze to the mid-air crystal screen that had stopped playing ’video’: "How many times have you watched?"

"Forty-seven."

"Discover anything?"

"Too much..."

"Conclusions?"

"Yes."

"Let’s hear it?"

"Ramollok Chief Priest... scarier than I previously thought..."

"And?"

"Tell me about the Black Vatican Priest, Senior."

Chapter 1278: End

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