Chapter 242: Blunder

Name:God of Tricksters Author:
"Wo-woah!" Sheira showed her amazement, looking at the entire arena from above. "Did all of you see that? That was literally a high-level team play. If you took a closer look… while fighting Alea, Agata kept moving toward her team. They must have some sort of signal to pinpoint the location of their teammates and the timing, bringing the entire team to ambush Laust.

"However, their miscalculation was Phyrill. He managed to catch up with Marco and assisted his team, but it turned out Marco was ready to sacrifice himself, so Agata, who just came to that path, could take down Phyrill while Alys defeated Laust.

"I could say that Thersland's plan was also good, but Alea couldn't make a single move in that exchange… She just never expected to see Italy's real aim was Laust. If their plan succeeded, it would be a 3 vs 2 fight, but Phyrill turned it into a 2 vs 1 fight.

"Such a magnificent play from both teams!" Sheira was excited about the development.

Even the crowd liked it as they cheered for Italy.

Alea furrowed her eyebrows and stared at Agata and Alys with a serious expression.

Agata smiled and waved her hand at Alea. "We're going to restart the fight… Do you think you can defeat both of us?"

"That is something I will answer with my action." Alea raised her sword and renewed the power of her blade. "Enchant Blade."

This power should be enough to defeat them.

Even Agata took a step back when she realized Alea was serious in defeating both of them alone.

"This is going to be a hard one, Alys." Agata smiled and waved her hand. "Flower Dance."

Agata began to dance with some short steps as flowers began to come out of the ground. Their petals flew to the air, highlighting her movement. Every movement from her body showed her perfect curve in a conservative but arousing pose.

The entire stadium, mostly men, was dumbstruck when they saw that dance. It was simply otherworldly. They never once met a human more beautiful than her.

Alea could feel that this was another move of her that would put her in a trance, so Alea quickly jumped backward and bent her knees.

"Inch Slash."

She waved her sword horizontally to force Agata to leap into the air, but it turned out to be a mistake.

The flowers or petals that flew to the sky this whole time were not the actual threat. The pollen that they released was far more dangerous.

Even Alys was already nowhere to be found as if she had escaped from the battlefield to avoid the pollen.

Alea quickly followed suit and turned around, but before she could take off, she heard Agata's voice.

"The performance is not over yet. Please don't leave."

Alea furrowed her eyebrows and saw the petals coming after her. They all poured like rain.

Not knowing what kind of effect it would bring, Alea dodged to the side but soon saw the petals pierced the flower on the ground like a blade.

"…" Alea knew how dangerous it was to confront them, so she began to search for a way out.

"I should applaud you for standing this long against me. If you're a man, I am sure you are almost burst. And after the earlier skill, you should have been weak in the knees. As expected from someone receiving God of Fortitude's blessing… I don't know which mythology you belong to, but you indeed have a powerful mental strength." Agata praised her wholeheartedly, but since they were enemies, she also needed to play with her words a little. Hence, she added, "Oh, don't forget to change your underwear after this. I'm sure you feel uncomfortable.'

"Shut up!" Alea turned around and stabbed the ground. "Grand Burst!"

A series of explosions destroyed the flower field as Alea began to retreat to the previous battleground as she could also spot Alys if she decided to ambush her.

Agata followed her carefully, maintaining the distance between them so Alea didn't suddenly turn around and hit her.

"I should expect something like this from a leader, I guess?" Agata smiled and recalled Theo's fast. "But I am a bit curious as to why your name is registered as a leader instead of him? I do believe he deserves that spot. If you, Thersland, don't appreciate him, why don't you send him to this country? We or… I will be receiving him with an open hand."

"Theo is Thersland's citizen. That's all to it." Alea snorted and raised her sword, preparing to attack her.

"Is that so? That may change after this competition though." Agata smiled and teased Alea again. "At that time, you won't be seeing your boyfriend again."

"He is not my boyfriend!" She jumped toward Agata and waved her sword.

However, Agata quickly went around her to strike her from behind. During the process, she didn't forget to keep teasing Alea. "By the way, the skill I used earlier didn't make you hallucinate. I just increased the level of your desire. In other words, the thing you saw was your actual desire that you buried inside your heart?"

"What?!" Alea gritted her teeth and turned around, waving her sword as hard as possible. "I won't let you sway my feelings anymore!"

"No. I have succeeded." Agata replied with a calm expression as she vanished when Alea's sword sliced her throat while leaving the same pink fog again.

The latter appeared on Alea's back and pushed her back. Luckily, Alea managed to react first and blew Agata away with a kick. "No!"

"Yes. I've succeeded… in getting your attention, that is…"

"!!!" Alea widened her eyes and realized that her Awareness wasn't working inside this place filled with pollen and felt a push on her back.

"That's the end. Italy wins!"

Diego's announcement was like thunder reverberating in one's ears. It was especially true for Alea.

The pink smoke disappeared as she found Alys standing behind her.

Alys politely nodded and said, "You're a great opponent."

Their defeat was not something so easy to swallow as she was dumbfounded for a few seconds.

"We lost?" Alea's heart felt empty. Theo had been giving his instructions to gain a major advantage, yet, they couldn't take advantage of it and lose. She was ashamed.

If Alea didn't waver inside that "illusion", they would have won. Alea clenched her fists and closed her eyes, realizing this defeat was her fault.