This Life, I Will Be the Protagonist-Chapter 1251 Divine Game Divine Instruction 65

Another long battle.

As soon as the construct returned, Lightchaser immediately dismissed it. She did not summon another. She no longer had enough soul fire to use Postman again to modify the skill description. Even if Brilliant Imagination had been taken as is, she could still deal with it, but there was no need. Mistblade had most likely already figured out the flaw in the skill. Finding a proper counter was only a matter of time.

But that still took a bit of time.

And that small gap was exactly what Lightchaser needed to preserve.

Mistblade still had a small amount of soul fire left. She could activate that skill which imprisoned an opponent’s thoughts at any moment. Lightchaser needed to keep that brief window from the construct to deal with the few seconds she might lose her thinking.

The moment the light at Mistblade’s brow lit up, she would create a special construct to counter that mental imprisonment.

Perhaps Mistblade sensed this. Until the match ended, the snowflake at her brow never lit up again.

The two pushed dagger and blade to their absolute limits.

This match became the only one to last over an hour without a winner. Divine Game declared it a draw.

When the result was announced, the pure white chains and crimson chains both retreated into the void. The two looked at each other for a few seconds, their expressions caught somewhere between satisfaction and regret.

Elf and moon fox spoke at the same time, but the moment they opened their mouths, Divine Game intervened and teleported them back to the stands.

The message was clear. Talk later. Clear the field. We are on a schedule.

Once Mistblade and Lightchaser returned, Rita and Cinders regained their voices. Before Rita could start any trash talk, her eyes caught her own name.

BS Rita vs Forest Sea Maple Syrup

Another match whose outcome seemed obvious at a glance.

Whether it was combat ability or the fact that her lightning companion made her immune to all lightning damage, Rita could not think of a reason she would lose.

But she did not let her guard down.

Ever since finishing her match with Mistblade, the ruined Forest Sea projection at Maple Syrup’s brow had never dimmed. Mistblade had been holding back, even trying to preserve her dignity. Even though Mistblade ultimately lost, Maple Syrup could not let it go.

In the matches that followed, she only grew more intense. After Dawn Cicada and Queque fought her, even in victory, their expressions were not great. She was too troublesome to deal with. Spring locked her health. Winter sealed perception. Both were a headache.

Teleported into the arena, the two stood facing each other.

Maple Syrup spoke first.

"If you want me to help you experiment with making cookies to save the Starsea’s creatures, then defeat me at full strength."

"If you cannot defeat me within ten minutes, then I will not help you with anything."

As she spoke, she planted her spear into the ground. Within the half-lit ruins of Forest Sea behind her, soul fire surged.

Fresh green leaves circled around her.

Four Seasons, Spring.

Maple Syrup opened with a health lock.

Rita knew she was not joking.

After being looked down on like that by Mistblade, Maple Syrup was the last person in the world who would joke. On her cookie wish list, Mistblade cookies probably ranked just below captain cookies.

Rita did not hesitate. She ignited her soul fire and targeted Maple Syrup.

Load File, Maple Syrup.

The space behind Maple Syrup began to distort. A massive clock appeared. The hour and minute hands in the clock arena shone with blinding light, forcing everyone to blink.

When they opened their eyes again, Maple Syrup had changed.

Her outfit was similar. A sharp combat uniform, chainmail gloves, a spear. But her presence was completely different.

The previous Maple Syrup had been like deep winter. Cold, violent, radiating brutality. To those unfamiliar with her, she felt utterly alien. Only Mistblade knew that was her truest self. Back in the final battle of Forest Sea, when she personally executed surrendering members of her own kind, she had worn that exact expression.

The Maple Syrup now standing before them was the one most players knew.

Like strong liquor. Fiery. Under sunlight, she shone like a gemstone.

The moment Dawn Maple Syrup appeared, she looked at BS Rita.

"I did not expect we would meet this soon."

BS Rita did not respond the way she expected. Back in Dawn, this Wildfire from another timeline had seemed quite talkative.

Instead, Rita simply smiled politely.

"Yeah, what a coincidence haha."

Then she rushed forward with her dagger.

Five minutes later, Dawn Maple Syrup’s health had dropped to three points. A dagger rested against her throat.

Holding the dagger, Rita said, "Surrender. Otherwise I am not sure if you will revive if you die here in this timeline."

Dragged into a fight halfway through a meal and beaten down, Dawn Maple Syrup still did not show much emotion. Her tone remained calm.

"Fine. But can you answer one question?"

Rita calculated the time. There was still enough for a bit of chatter.

"Make it quick."

Dawn Maple Syrup asked, "In this timeline, do you and I have a deep grudge?"

Rita replied in a rapid stream, "It is complicated. Kind of yes, kind of no. Sometimes I really want to stab her to death but recently I need her help."

Dawn Maple Syrup fell silent.

"If you do not want to answer, you can just say so."

"You asked for it." Rita spoke even faster. "She taught me a lot. We went to the same school as kids, were classmates for a few years. But we are also rivals. One glance at each other and our stats spike."

Dawn Maple Syrup’s expression grew complicated, as if recalling something.

"What a coincidence. In our timeline, it is also complicated. Wildfire once got along well with Maple Cang. Maple Cang even asked me if she could adopt Wildfire as her fourth daughter."

Rita raised her dagger and stabbed her once.

"Say that again?"

Dawn Maple Syrup stopped immediately.

"On behalf of this timeline’s Maple Syrup, I surrender."

Congratulations to player BS Rita for victory. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Dawn Maple Syrup’s health was restored by Divine Game. Rita canceled Load File.

Space distorted again. The clock appeared, light flashed, and Maple Syrup reverted.

The previous Maple Syrup had returned.

Her expression looked even worse than before. Time flowed the same across timelines. She knew exactly how long had passed.

She glared at BS Rita, breathing heavily, looking close to exploding.

Rita awkwardly looked away, then muttered with complete justification, "You were the one who set the time limit..."