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

transforming into a masseuse, kneading Percival's legs with servile devotion. "No, no, just talking nonsense. How could I dare

Wolf. Take your

link popped up

Centurial E-sport Hotel?

did you say your tournament is being

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

a flicker of interest

World Championship Cup for E-sports proceeded as

drew lots to decide their opponents,

formidable opponent for the first match-RED,

a 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

Bennett stood before

Vivienne was busy replying to Percival's

with

end, Percival's

meat!" He thought

through the locker room, prompting Aaron to zip

pep talk, it was

stood, her clear eyes sweeping the

"Yes!"

their feet. Despite only two days of intensive training, they had made remarkable progress. Not even Runic Country's RED or their arch-rival Snake could intimidate them now. Directly across from Hawk's locker room

eyes resembling Percival's, scoffed with disdain. "A few days apart, and they're already

to get

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

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

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

the team immediately lined up for his

RED closely. Don't miss a thing,

"Got it, captain."

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