Four Split Personalities

To be precise, it is not actually the Witch.

Because the person sitting in the center of the red team’s command zone at this moment is undeniably this league’s number one seed player, Foster Ward, rather than Theresa Tarosa, who hasn’t even registered.

But that’s irrelevant.

Nothing matters.

The weather is great, breakfast is delicious, His Highness Forget Language is easy to get along with, the perspective from being taller is fun, and Miss Lian’s various reactions are all adorable...

It’s undoubtedly a lucky and grateful day.

Instinctively raising her hand to grab her right shoulder, only to find no braid there, Theresa blinked helplessly, noting this trivial flaw.

In the past, she might have been dejected all day and lost her appetite, as she was a sensitive and delicate young girl, somewhat pretentious.

However, not today—

Today’s good mood won’t be spoiled by missing a braid!

Theresa clenched her little hand in her heart, then used Foster Ward’s broad right hand to pick up two instruction cards, writing something on them with near eerie speed, and smiling as she handed them to Lian: "If you could take care of this, Miss Lian."

"Hmm."

For some reason, Lian sighed with relief, nodded slightly, took the instruction cards from Theresa, and appeared instantly at the command room’s entrance. When Theresa glanced there afterward, the door to the central area was already half-open.

[Surely Miss Lian is worthy of admiration~]

Theresa smiled softly, unexpectedly not looking at the sand table before her, but instead leaned back in the chair, closing her eyes with a slight curve to her lips, as if daydreaming a warm, pleasant dream.

It’s not underestimating the opponent; given Theresa’s character, even against someone less important than Hei Fan, she would take the match seriously. This reaction now is merely because it’s the right thing to do.

The necessary commands have already been recorded by Miss Lian.

Essentially, any chance of tilting the situation towards the opponent has been sealed off as much as possible.

And within the first five minutes before the match, these were the only things she could do.

The only foreseeability is that if Black Vatican Priest is genuinely playing well, the coming period will undoubtedly be very enjoyable, and correspondingly, very exhausting.

So now’s the time to sneak in some extra rest.

"It’s part of the strategy."

Theresa murmured softly, then opened her eyes, gazing somewhat helplessly at Lian, who had reappeared before her: "The only miscalculation was underestimating your efficiency, Miss Lian."

Lian smiled gently, saying softly, "If you don’t want to take advantage of this, I can keep pace with His Highness Forget Language."

"There’s no need for that."

Theresa crossed her legs lazily and shook her head: "Just now, your existence has been incorporated into this round. Please give it your all in the upcoming match."

Lian was initially taken aback, then curiously asked, "Is it really okay? If I go all out in this situation, it’ll give you a huge advantage."

"Miss Lian is now my Counselor, and providing advantages to the Commander is the most important duty of a Counselor."

Theresa pushed Foster’s spare plain glasses, smiling: "Moreover, even if the advantages you create are massive, in this chess game between me and Black Vatican Priest... the impact remains close to zero."

Without any intent of mockery, Theresa was merely objectively stating her perception of ’facts,’ but the calmness in her tone and the gradually permeating... a certain kind of lazy, clear, yet lethargic magic pressure, put even Miss Lian under stress.

Though Theresa Tarosa had never slept, the Witch at this moment has gradually awakened.

"By the way..."

Noting that Theresa didn’t seem to be pondering, Lian, aiming to alleviate her own tension, casually asked, "Earlier you mentioned the... Baroka Reverse Ram Horn Formation, what does that mean? I’ve never heard that name before."

"Oh, that, it’s a tactic I imagine Black Vatican Priest might use to open."

Theresa chuckled softly, explaining: "It’s a variant of the Bifurcated Clamp Killing Formation, originating from the Baroca Family of the Violet Empire. It’s not a mainstream Combat Technique, so few know about it, and even fewer can master and apply it proficiently."

Lian looked surprised at her: "Is it very powerful?"

"I never regard any tactic as ’very powerful.’ Whether it’s the most basic Triangle Assault Formation or Uncle Richard’s acclaimed Chaotic Sunrise, these are all means to victory; it bears no relation to being grand or complex. The essence that all tactical systems revolve around is just a simple, unadorned ’victory’."

Theresa indifferently touched the windbreaker buckle at her collar, and continued explaining: "The Baroka Reverse Ram Horn Formation is unlike its foundational Bifurcated Clamp Killing Formation. The latter emphasizes adhesion and can targetedly strike many dual-core structured corps, ideal for entanglement, while the Baroka Reverse Ram Horn Formation lacks adhesion but possesses the impact and penetration likened to ram horns, simultaneously embodying concepts of flexibility and sharpness."

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