yasinovel Chapter 863. Game
Chapter 863. Game
Chapter 863. Game
- Hey, did you see what happened at Alfland? Man, if you haven't, you’re missing out big time.
- Yeah, I saw it from a distance, but it's a shame I couldn't see it from closer. What even was that?
- It seemed like spirits. But can anyone just do something like that because they want to?
- Must’ve been a high-ranking Awakened.
- Stop with the bullshit. A high-ranking Awakened isn't some kind of god. I bet you a thousand dollars they can’t do something like that. Even that famous elementalist in America, Christiana, probably couldn’t pull off something like that.
- Did you see her try it yourself? Why are you so sure?
- Well where are you getting the idea that it's possible?
The online community was buzzing with debate.
- I'm a member of the Awakened Association, and as far as I know, no Awakened individual can do something like that. Sure, there are rare cases where someone with hidden powers or unusual talent pops up, but this... this is beyond that.
- The Saint of Tionis, maybe? But didn’t he leave?
- Who knows. If he really was back, everyone would be talking about it, so it seems unlikely.
- Anyway, I'm going to Alfland with my wife for the festival next week.
- My condolences.
- Press F to pay respects.
This was all because of the Spirit Festival at Alfland. Something like this couldn’t happen naturally—it had to be someone’s doing.
Festivals were fairly commonplace, but the situation stirred a lot of attention nonetheless. Half of it was intentional—though Al Hajat had passed ownership of the park to Davey, he knew he didn’t hand it over without reason.
He believed that by stabilizing Alfland’s wave surge and setting up a protective barrier, he had fulfilled any obligations. And later on, he could come back whenever he wanted to.
Davey had no plans to involve himself with Earth any further. Well, technically speaking, he had no intention of officially showing up on Earth as Davey O’Rowane. If he was found out, it could be a hassle, but since he wouldn’t be making a formal visit, it’d be much less troublesome.
He then received a Durian Talk from Han Yu-Na.
- Hey... I hate to bring this up... But could you calm down just a little bit? If I lose my job, my dad will kill me.
- Why would he kill you? What I’m saying is, I won’t do anything else other than file an official complaint to your agency or whatever it’s called.
That was a lie, of course.
- Please! Those idiots have already been disciplined! At least spare the lives of the NSDIA!
- Who said anything about killing? I’m just making a point here by filing a complaint. Illegal entry without a warrant, assault on staff, business obstruction. And even...
- Please, please, please!!! I’ll do whatever you want! Just this once!
- You’re already my servant, so what nonsense is that? And I stop acting like you’re younger than me. Do you understand that you’re older than me or not?
- Davey!! Please!! Our department already has plenty of enemies! If you make a scene, they’ll definitely shut us down!
- Maybe that’s just your agency’s fate.
It seemed the National Special Disaster Intelligence Agency was sweating bullets. They’d acted out of a desperate desire to rescue people, but the results were devastating. By all rights, they deserved some blame, but Davey had no intention of making it official with his status.
The ‘Saint of Tionis’ would likely not make any official visits in the future unless a major issue arose. In his mind, Earth and Tionis simply knowing of each other’s existence was all that was needed. That was why, aside from a select few, he kept his identity a strict secret.
Vroom!!
Meanwhile, a pair of bikes roared down the racetrack, speeding side by side, each rider trying to outmaneuver the other. One was Perserque with her silver hair flying in the wind, and the other was Tiara. They slid and glided around the track, eventually crossing the finish line.
"Phew... That was incredible!"
Tiara wiped away her sweat, her red hair wild, and beamed with excitement while Perserque tapped the bike with satisfaction. Al Hajat watched them with a smile.
"I'm glad you like the gift," he said.
"Seriously, you must’ve had a need for speed pretty much your entire life to already be going at speeds like that...”
“Ugh... I think I’m going to be sick...” Aeonitia, who’d been snacking and watching from the sidelines, mumbled with a pale face.
“Can I really keep this?” Tiara asked.
"Of course." Al Hajat nodded with a soft smile.
"Yay! Thank you! I love it!" Tiara practically bounced with joy, clutching his hand in gratitude.
"Ahem! Hmm!"
Despite her wild, tomboy personality, Tiara’s beauty was undeniable. In Tionis, she held quite a prestigious reputation for it. Though, in reality she was just a tech enthusiast, utterly captivated by Edison’s gadgets.
"Heh. Hehe, if I modify it this way...” Aeonitia muttered.
“No way! If you do that, the drivetrain will break down before you know it!”
"No, I’m telling you—it’s possible."
"It’ll be way too risky!"
"Well, risks are a necessary part of success!"
Aeonitia and Tiara, though opposites in approach—one driven by their unique imagination and curiosity and the other by experimentation—had an unusual synergy with each other.
As the two continued their spirited debate, Davey turned to Al Hajat.
"Do you not have any other meetings or things to do?”
"Not to worry, I cleared my entire calendar."
"Oh?"
“Pfft. Think you can handle it?” Davey teased.
She smiled brightly. “I was once a Demon Lord, and I’m now a mage of at least the 8th Circle, Davey. Nothing is impossible for me.”
After that confident declaration, they dove into another match.
Twenty minutes later...
“...”
“We lost... again,” Illyna muttered, staring coldly at the screen with the same intensity she’d shown the first time they’d lost.
Perserque had her eyes narrowed, and an ominous aura emanated from her. Then there was Rinne, still seemingly content to stay in the jungle, showing no intention of joining the teamfights.
“Let’s try one more time,” Davey insisted.
Al Hajat chuckled nervously. “Ahaha! There’s no need to rush. We can take it slow...”
“One more round! I feel like we’re just about to get it,” Davey said, determination in his eyes.
“Oh...”
While the NSDIA was sweating bullets elsewhere, everyone in Al Hajat’s private villa was caught up in a heated gaming frenzy.
* * *
- Hey... Davey? Are you not coming?
Han Yu-Na, apparently having accepted her fate, had sent a message through Durian Talk. He had already told them his presence wouldn’t be known to the public, but the agency was scared that he could come at any time and turn the tables once again out of the blue.
Sometimes, facing the music early was better than dreading it indefinitely.
- I’m busy right now. Maybe later.
- Oh, please... If you’re going to crack down on us, just get it over with... My director’s about to go bald from stress! Seriously!
- Later.
Davey replied shortly before turning to his team with a serious expression.
“What’s our goal?”
“To crush our opponents!”
“And anyone who gets in our way?”
“Take them down!” Illyna shouted energetically.
“Queue up. Let’s go. Now that we know the basics, it’s time.”
Al Hajat had given his seat to Aeria. He, Tiara, and Aeonitia sat back while munching on snacks, watching the five with amused smiles.
“Once he’s fired up, there’s no stopping him,” Aeonitia noted.
“He was the same way when he was working,” Tiara agreed.
“That’s probably why he became someone so extraordinary,” Al Hajat added.
Davey didn’t even pay attention to their conversation. Perserque was now playing in the middle lane while Aeria was back in the support role. After several attempts, Davey finally managed to pull Rinne out of the jungle.
- Rinne will go for the rock golem and then...
“If you don’t come out this time, I’ll switch your position by force.”
- Tsk.
Finally, the five secured a victory against the computer. They were gaining confidence with each passing moment.
“We’ve got this! Let’s take them all down! Now even a two versus one feels like nothing!” Illyna shouted, her voice brimming with confidence. Everyone nodded in agreement.
“Exactly. Now we’re ready for a real match against humans.”
The queue was set. With excitement, they entered a PvP match.
Fifteen minutes later...
Everyone was silent, staring as their nexus was blown up.
- LOL. Their top player sucks. Delete your account and go make your boyfriend a sandwich.
“What?! A sandwich?!” Illyna fumed.
- What was the middle lane person doing? Paving a highway for us?
- Even if I’m not good, at least I can talk shit...
- Their support can’t be a human LOL
“Another burden on the team...” Aeria muttered with a sigh.
- ADC is trash.
- Where the heck is their jungle?
“Rinne is here.”
Clenching their teeth in frustration, Illyna and Perserque were on the verge of exploding, while Aeria, stung by the taunts, clenched her small fists tightly, eyes glistening with tears.
“L-Let’s go again!” Aeria shouted.
Watching them, Al Hajat couldn’t help but wonder if he’d unleashed something best left alone.
1. For South Korea especially, this is a VERY exceptional rank in “League” ????. I’ve only ever reached Diamond after ten years of casual play, but I’m also not clever enough to become a billionaire, so maybe it’s just my fault. Average is Silver, a full five tiers aka 16 subtiers below Master. The oil baron is smurfing his ass off here ☜