Four Split Personalities

La Ersi nodded slightly and continued her sister’s analysis: "The foundation for achieving such a feat must be that Ramollok’s Chief Priest can perfectly overpower the opponent in water battles. Keep in mind that although the command was mixed with land forces, Morrison, skilled in water combat, absolutely didn’t suffer any disadvantage in this ’encounter battle’."

"That’s right. We can see Morrison maintaining a steady hold over Ramollok’s Chief Priest from the moment the two sides clashed until now. Even tactical instructions such as ’joint bombardment’ which can only be launched by a certain number of warships, didn’t cause him much damage."

Lei Ersi worried about her sister being too sharp-tongued, quickly interjected with a fair remark: "In all honesty, Morrison’s mastery of water combat is truly superb. If Lei Ersi were to face him in a simulation guided by water battles, I’d definitely suffer a terrible defeat!"

"Indeed, it’s not about underestimating his strength. Same results would happen if La Ersi had a water battle against him."

La Ersi surprisingly didn’t continue to mock Morrison, instead opened her hands with a hint of resignation: "But Ramollok isn’t us. Look, although the entire city is suppressed, in terms of actual losses, Ramollok’s are just under thirty percent more than the opponent. This includes the intentionally created rhythm of ’those who didn’t exist here perishing in chaotic battles.’ This is truly... Huh? Wait a second!"

Lei Ersi immediately asked: "What’s happening, La Ersi sister?"

"If I’m not mistaken, that guy’s been employing Richard Ryan’s last round’s defensive strategy for the past few minutes..."

La Ersi suddenly stood up, staring intently at the fleet, which despite being consistently reduced in viable forces, remained solid as a rock, exclaiming: "Has he been using the defensive tactics of Richard Ryan from the last round all this while?"

Lei Ersi tilted her head cutely: "Eh? But Richard didn’t have ships at that time..."

"Lei Ersi! I have told you many times, at its core, tactics are merely a concept. As long as you can extract the essence, whether it’s a land, water, or air battle is completely irrelevant!"

La Ersi shook her head and spoke rapidly: "The defensive ability shown by Richard in the last round was truly impressive, also possessing a distinct style, like he doesn’t favor using mobile units, but instead converts all his combat force under command into individual components forming a finely structured iron fortress. In addition, his approach carries significant attrition for the attackers."

Lei Ersi blinked curiously: "But between the two, the rate of battle damage..."

"It’s not about the battle damage rate."

La Ersi interrupted her sister, sternly saying: "Ramollok’s Chief Priest isn’t consuming Morrison’s forces but rather the comprehensive quality of all combatants under his command!"

Lei Ersi seemed even more perplexed: "But... I haven’t noticed the weakening of Morrison’s offense, and with evident results, the morale of his troops remains high."

"Because this is a simulation, and in simulation, both morale and physical ability follow specific rules within which unexpected situations won’t occur."

La Ersi’s fair face turned slightly pale, she spoke with a deep voice: "Ramollok is depleting certain factors that don’t exist in the simulation opposition, although they have zero impact in the competition, if placed in reality... Morrison’s troops might be on the brink of collapse."

Lei Ersi was momentarily stunned, then lowered her eyes, lost in thought, eventually becoming absent-minded.

Contrary to expectations, La Ersi exhibited professionalism, despite not looking thrilled, continuing with sharp commentary for everyone, reluctantly adding: "I’m starting to believe Ramollok’s Chief Priest hasn’t cheated. To be honest, isn’t it problematic not to classify such a person directly as a seed player? Both Morrison this round and Richard from the last round would undoubtedly advance, if they hadn’t encountered him."

"Due to limited seed player slots, right?"

After a struggle, Lei Ersi weakly chimed in.

"Heh... But rules are dead, people are alive, after all, allowing Ramollok’s Chief Priest to start from the first round of the main event is definitely the mistake of this League. Besides..."

At this, La Ersi suddenly revealed a mischievous grin: "I believe the pressure on seed players will be considerable. For me, if they are far inferior to people like Ramollok, disappointment is inevitable."

...

Ten minutes later, the match finally ended, and the results on the big screen didn’t surprise anyone. Even Morrison himself, already reacting and attempting to leave the battlefield but pinned by Ramollok, found no surprise.

[Dream Teaching Country Representative Team] Ramollok, Victory, Operational Objective Achieved, Remaining Subordinate Forces: 42.8%

[Skaran Duchy Representative Team] Morrison Kalxi, Defeat, Operational Objective Not Achieved, Participating Subordinate Forces: 67.8%

Above are the final results of the simulation confrontation.

Meanwhile, as the two departed the command room, they exchanged smiles and shook hands amicably, exhibiting a demeanor of no arrogance from the victor and no discouragement from the loser, neither losing in decorum.

"Let’s congratulate Ramollok on advancing."

On the magic crystal screen, Lei Ersi smiled warmly and softly announced: "I declare, this Warfire League’s 52 to 26 round matches are now concluded. The next two-hour period is for rest. Successful entrants are advised to adjust and prepare for the subsequent round."

Beside her, La Ersi lazily supplemented: "By the way, from the next round, only one Number 1 battle zone will be maintained, meaning the matches will no longer proceed simultaneously, but one after another."

"Though it may delay slightly, we don’t wish anyone to miss any exciting duel."

Lei Ersi clapped smilingly, softly saying: "By the way, the next round is the 32 to 16 match. As everyone knows, every Warfire League features six seed players, and the first time they will appear is two hours from now."

La Ersi yawned, resting her chin casually, added: "Also, from the next round, the draw regulations will change. Only after the previous match ends will the subsequent draw begin, hope you’re prepared to compete anytime. Oh, speaking of which, there’s now a need to draw a group, for competitors in the next round, Lei Ersi, up to you."

"Alright, since sister insists, I’ll take the liberty of making the initial draw."

Lei Ersi operated the magic crystal screen quickly while smiling: "By the way, for fairness, although the matchup order is unknown, only six seed players participated in the first three rounds draw."

"I bet 10 Gold Coins that Ramollok will smoothly enter the top 16."

La Ersi stated blankly.

"Sister!"

Lei Ersi called out anxiously, promptly switching topics, announcing loudly: "Then, let me boldly draw the first lot!"

With that, she hurriedly placed a small hand on the magic crystal screen before her.

The next moment, as the large composite screen originally cycling match results dimmed suddenly, large characters emerged on the screen’s left side—

[Number 1 Seed: Dan Slave Military Academy, Foster Ward/Counselor: Dan Slave Military Academy, Lian·Yuan Rui]

"Oh oh oh oh!!"

As hosts, Academy City students and teachers resoundingly cheered, given Foster’s broad popularity here.

Then...

[Number 6 Seed: Holy Church Union Representative Team, Hei Fan/Counselor: Holy Church Union Representative Team, Morning Forgotten Language]

"Wow!"

Yu Chen, who just stood thinking of sneaking out during break, exhaled sharply, falling back into the chair, face white.

Chapter 1301: The End

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