Aaron and the team slipped on their headsets, and within moments, their morale soared to its zenith.

Vivienne nodded in approval. This was what a true E-sports team looked like, not a group lost in blame and self-doubt.

Meanwhile, at the Ellington residence.

"Bro, you're my flesh and blood. We share half the same genes; that makes us practically brothers from another mother! Come on, bro, this tournament means the world to me. Please help me out!

After this, I'll do anything you ask, my awesome big brother!"

Percival's night was haunted by endless pleas of "bro," as if the whole world was seen through a 'great big brother' filter. Growing weary of the incessant nagging, Richard finally said, "You're not busy. Just go take a look and give me a break."

Yet Percival remained immovable, feigning deafness.

After wrapping up some business affairs, he glanced at his phone.

Why had Vivienne not replied yet at this late hour?

His long fingers danced over the screen as he typed a message with his usual aloofness, [Vivienne, I miss you.]

"Bro, just look at me, please!"

Kenneth's wails finally drew Percival's attention, and there he was, Kenneth, rolling on the floor in a full-blown tantrum. Percival was speechless.

Had he mastered the art of cajoling to perfection?

What happened to the distant young man of usual days?

Had he been possessed?

"Get up," Percival commanded with a furrowed brow.

Like a bullet, Kenneth was at Percival's side the next moment, clinging to his leg. "I won't get up unless you agree!"

Percival's lips. "Are you threatening

masseuse, kneading Percival's legs with servile devotion. "No, no, just talking nonsense. How could I dare threaten my wonderful big

Wolf. Take

map link popped up

Centurial E-sport Hotel?

foot, "Where did

the one owned by our family. You mean you'll come, bro?" Kenneth's eyes

on Percival's lips, a flicker of interest in his eyes. "Yes, suddenly I'm

for E-sports

lots to decide their opponents, competing for points

a formidable opponent for the first

rookie promoted this year, suspected of hiding his true skills. But even a rookie should not be underestimated. We're representing our country; we can't afford to lose

locker room, Bennett stood before the ready team,

Vivienne was busy replying

with four

end, Percival's response was

dead meat!" He thought

chill swept through the locker room, prompting Aaron to zip up his hoodie, "Don't worry, captain.

pep talk, it

the room. "Play well. You've got

"Yes!"

Despite only two days of intensive training, they had made remarkable progress. Not even Runic Country's

hearing the commotion from Hawk's side, his eyes resembling Percival's, scoffed with disdain.

to get FMNP and overtake that detestable

a Coke and said, "Who cares about them? We've got

Hawk to seven straight victories could pose a threat." Another teammate, Wesley, cracked open a Coke and took a swig. "Heard Hawk got themselves a coach too, been holed up in some kind of 'Devil Training' the past few days, not even coming out for

shot him a glare. "Complacency leads to defeat. Stand up, all of

and the team immediately lined up

Don't miss a thing, especially Aaron. Got

"Got it, captain."

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