"…" Tarkan let out a sigh of relief. The situation was actually worse than they expected. They were almost defeated by the unexpected strength of Libation Fiesta.
He couldn’t help but take another look at their opponents, thinking, ’The situation is very bad for us right now. According to Erwin, they will send out Clovis, Jay, and Ragna for the individual matches.
’Meanwhile, Erwin, Gilza, and I will be representing our group. If we play our cards right, we might be able to win against them. At the very least, we have to win against Clovis and Ragna while not getting trapped by Jay.’
Tarkan waved his hand to his teammates, gesturing them to regroup with Erwin and discuss their next plan. They only had ten minutes after all.
When they were about to go back, they saw Clovis emerging from the forest. His face remained calm as though he hadn’t unleashed his all.
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Tarkan couldn’t help but furrow his eyebrows. Clovis was indeed the most dangerous one among them. The only person who could defeat him was Erwin.
In the end, they let Clovis pass them before going back to Erwin.
…
Clovis gathered his group in the waiting room.
Jay’s expression turned grim as he couldn’t help but stand up before lowering his head.
"I’m sorry, everyone. Everything was my fault." Jay closed his eyes, recalling the match earlier. If he wasn’t distracted, his group could actually win this match.
In fact, if not for Melody stopping him, he would have been defeated by the hidden string. After that, they would eliminate everyone except for Clovis before getting the flag. It would be over for their group.
Clovis snorted. "That was my fault! If I hadn’t underestimated them, we would have won by getting the flag instead of having ours stolen."
"What? Are you serious, Clovis?" Jay gritted his teeth, glaring at Clovis. It was clear that he was the one at fault, but Clovis made up some excuses to make him look bad.
"Yes. I’m serious! The fault is mine."
"Do you think I will agree to that?" Jay stood right in front of Clovis, but he never raised his hands even just to grab his collar. As someone who aspired to become a captain, his wrong decision earlier would have cost him his group if this were the real battle. That was why he couldn’t accept Clovis’s excuses.
"Obviously, you wouldn’t agree. I don’t care if you agree with me on this… what I care is that you keep that anger for tomorrow to defeat the Eight Swords." Clovis’s expression turned cold.
"…" Jay bit his lips. He couldn’t deny what Clovis said. The biggest threat was indeed the Eight Swords. If they couldn’t win against them, they would have to fight against the loser on the other side for third place.
Jay took a deep breath, calming his heart down. "Alright. I’ll definitely bring this team to victory tomorrow. Go all out because you will have a lot of time to rest tomorrow."
Clovis smiled, watching Jay return to his seat.
"Anyway, Ragna will be the first combatant and I will be the second one. That’s all we need to win, right?" Clovis turned to Ragna.
Ragna held his spear tightly and nodded his head. "I won’t disappoint you."
"Most likely, your opponent will be Tarkan. However, I believe that you can win." Seeing his tense face, Clovis chuckled and said, "No need to be that tense. It’s not like Tarkan is more terrifying than a Tier 4 beast."
"That’s true…" Ragna gave a wry smile. He had a lot of bad rumors around him, so he didn’t really want to disappoint the team. "In that case, I’m going."
Ragna stood up and started walking. No matter what people said, he still had to use his own hands to dispel those bad rumors. In fact, he might be the most determined person in this match.
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Imemine.
"What did you say? Are you saying that I will go first?" Tarkan asked with a shocked face.
"Yeah. Ragna will be your opponent." Erwin nodded. "That’s what Clovis said."
"He must be lying. This is just a mind battle." Tarkan bit his lips.
"I originally thought that, but after facing him, I know that Clovis is planning to be the champion. When you take that into consideration, I’m sure that they will use Jay against the Eight Swords. In other words, Jay will have to rest."
"That’s…" Tarkan couldn’t deny it. "What if they want you to think that way?"
"He doesn’t seem to be the person who will scheme against me… at least not in this match. He makes the assumption that he will be able to defeat me and Ragna is able to win against any person in our group. That’s why we have to surpass his imagination." Erwin looked at Tarkan with a serious expression. "You and me. As long as we can win these two matches, we’ll be able to advance to the next round."
Tarkan bit his lips. Erwin was very sure that he would meet Ragna in the individual match.
"Besides, even if you end up meeting Jay, you will still have to defeat him if we want to win. That’s why it doesn’t really matter."
"…" Tarkan remained silent for a moment before nodding his head. "Alright. I will defeat Ragna. Make sure you beat Clovis."
"Of course."
Tarkan harrumphed and started walking back to the arena.
The arena had changed. Instead of the forest arena, there was only a barren field this time. Several pillars had been erected as an obstacle.
Shion began talking. "I’m sure that everyone is still excited about the individual matches. Without further ado, we will begin to call the representatives of each team."
Shion looked at the screen as they updated the name.
"Oh?! We’ve just got the information. Then, I shall announce it to everyone. The person who represents Imemine is… Tarkan Ravelli. The person who will fight him is none other than Ragna Book.
"This is a rather unique match. A Martial Artist vs. A Guardian."