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Death… And Me-Novel

Chapter 1808: Acceptance
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Chapter 1808: Acceptance

Olly wanted nothing more than to give Roan a beating. "Are you making fun of me?"

Roan glanced back at him and shook his head, telling him, "Wrong. I asked Rean to play because he's very close to my own level. Once he takes charge of anything during this competition, I don't want to hear others complaining that he isn't me."

"Of course!" Rean agreed with Roan, replying, "Being you is the worst possible thing that could happen to me. Don't worry, everyone. I'm a very nice guy who will treat everyone nicely. Look at my straightforwardness!" In any case, Rean was having a lot of fun, that's for sure.

Olly gritted his teeth after hearing that but still played against Rean. He had already accepted the difference in commanding skill between him and Roan, but he wouldn't just do the same for someone else... until Rean won five matches in a row.

"Hey, Kentucky, wanna give it a try as well?" Asked Rean, getting bored way faster than Roan did.

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"Can I? Great!" Kentucky immediately jumped in front of the board. "Hi there! I'm a Demon Bird, so I might not be that good in this game. Please go easy on me."

Sure enough, Kentucky wasn't really at Rean and Roan's level for strategies. He did follow the twins and learned a lot from Roan during these many years. Then again, Roan admitted Olly wasn't half bad, so Kentucky struggled against him. In the end, Olly and Kentucky traded victories on the battlefield. Well, the board was rigged and gave Olly the advantage, so perhaps Kentucky was slightly better.

"Fuck this shit! I don't wanna play anymore." Eventually, Olly lost his patience. He was struggling against a demon beast, which only rubbed coarse salt onto an already gaping wound.

Then again, Olly had to ask. "It would be useless to deny it. Yes, this board was rigged so that the terrain and soldiers' positions would give me an advantage. However, how did you two always find out about it?"

Rean shrugged his shoulders, telling him, "We have played a similar game in the past. Let's just say we used our experience to figure out what was happening here." Rean couldn't say that they were all in front of a monster that lived countless years and saw innumerable battles as a Death Spirit.

Whether Olly and the others accepted that story or not was hard to say. However, they had already accepted the rules. Not to mention that the Jamai Sect Master was definitely watching. If they refused even now to admit the superiority of the twins' group in strategies, then they would be just humiliating themselves.

Olly immediately retrieved his game after that. "Whatever. Since I said I would do everything to the best of my ability, then I will do so. The Sect Master's eyes were right. Perhaps we can really win the war for the Free Continent if you two are the ones leading it."

Luina was happy to hear that. "See? And all of you were doubting my choice when I went to Jhiod even though I had better options. These two subordinates of mine are very talented, and I'm even greater for having seen through it."

"Aren't you quite shameless?" Rean asked back.

Luina didn't mind, saying, "Are you any different?"

Olly completely ignored the two. "So, what exactly did the Sect Master tell us to come to Butiva? Was it just to meet you two? If that's the case, I'm going back to my country to organize everything. Just send someone later with whatever orders you have for me."

*zush, zush, zush, zush, zush...*

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Hearing that, Rean threw one communication badge to everyone. Of course, that badge wasn't the same as the one the real System Sect disciples had. Not only that, each badge was followed up by a jade slip as well. It was only for the purpose of communication. "Check the information on the jade slip and give it a try. I believe you guys will like it a lot."

A few minutes later, everyone was shocked by the badge's usefulness. Most of them knew that the System Sect had some kind of communication method through their investigations. Yet, never did they expect that it was this advanced.

"Just... where did you get to learn such a thing? This is incredible!" Franga, another disciple of the Jamai Sect, asked. When it came to formations, he was definitely the most well-knowledgeable among the participants.

Havek snorted in response, saying, "Hmph! Learn? We invented it! What? Do you think the great me would need to learn it from someone?" Well, that was a blatant lie. Both Havek and Rean learned about the basics from the Circuitry Formation Repository in the Soul Gem Dimensional Realm. Yet, it wasn't wrong to say that it was Rean and Havek who invented everything with the knowledge they got from it.

"Can I learn about it as well?" Franga obviously wanted to know everything from it.

Rean and Havek didn't waste time and accepted the suggestion. "You can. In fact, we will need all of you to send your best Formation Masters back to the System Sect. It's one thing to use our System Sect members to spread the antennas around our country. However, we will need way more Formation Masters to build, control, maintain, and repair the communication system. Especially once the regional wars start eight years and ten months from now." The source of thɪs content is ɴoᴠel ꜰɪre.nᴇt

Franga was happy to hear that. "You can leave that to me. If it's not a problem, I'll go get all the useful Formation Masters in every country. Just so you know, I'm a Divine Low-level Formation Master. I can definitely meet any expectations when it comes to formations. My own country hasn't been attacked once since the others know the hell they would need to go through since I was there."

"Is that true?" Rean looked at Luina and Leticia to ask.

The two girls confirmed, telling him, "Yes. He is one of the legacy disciples of Elder Macretos, the Formation Master Head of the Formation Master Hall in Jamai Sect."