Full-time master: I have a spirit behind me.

Arthur was not the only one to be treated this way.

The same was true for the mechanic and battle mage on the other side. They avoided the defense line as much as possible, and all their targets were the summoned beasts that filled the defense line.

Third line, no, fourth line, Mistletoe kept switching perspectives, from the ease at the beginning, to the reluctance after the rogues joined the battlefield, and finally to the chaos after the mechanics and battle mages poured in...

The mana was constantly being consumed, but fortunately, there was Gawain's mana support to maintain the final level.

"Are these guys from the Huaxia team crazy?" Grahead dropped the potato chips in his hand and looked at his brother blankly: "Are they here to play a game or to play a game? They only fight monsters and not people?"

"Don't make any noise. I'm thinking." Lancelot frowned, and suddenly he understood something. He punched Grahead on the thigh, causing Grahead to wail: "They..."

"What's wrong?" Morrigan asked.

"They have completely given up on this game." Guinevere said with a wry smile. He also saw something from the outside world: "They have already started preparing for the next game..."

There was a complete silence in the England national team's preparation bench. Everyone looked at each other, as if they couldn't react for a moment to what was going on.

"You mean, they're going to give up the victory of this game and go into overtime when the score is 5-2?" Grahead asked blankly, "Impossible?"

"It does seem impossible, but this is the only explanation now." Guinevere sighed, "Although we are completely powerless if they win four points, this also means that they will face the fully-formed American team directly in three days.

It seems that the consumption within the Huaxia team is much greater than we imagined..."

……

"No, then can't Arthur and the others see it?" Chen Guo leaned on the back of the chair, staring at Lao Wei with wide eyes.

"I see, but what can I do? Anyway, we are saving our strength now. If they insist on keeping the mistletoe, that's fine. But the other players' conditions will also decline, and the whole team will be incomplete in the next game."

Even after losing the summoner's control, it is possible that their world will be beaten to death.

Look at who's on the field now, Xiao Wen, Da Sun, Sun Xiang, the idiot, and Tang Hao, the battle maniac. Huang Shaotian, who's behind the scenes, came out at some point. He kept three or four points to wait for recovery, and it's not impossible to defeat them with the remaining strength. "Old Wei said, holding the smoking cessation stick in his mouth, "This is an open conspiracy, forcing them to ban the summoner in the next game, or they will say goodbye to Xia Tian directly..."

"Hiss..." Chen Guo finally understood. It turned out that the four hearts did not mean that the four were as important as the heart, but that it was the heart, the heart! The heart, the heart that the deer boy wanted to eat!
However, if this person were on my side, I would feel completely at ease.

Just as Lao Wei said, Arthur, Joan of Arc, and even Mistletoe had already seen through the other party's plans, but having seen through them, they had no choice but to accept the outcome.

"I'm afraid they're still not satisfied. They want to make me lose my ability to fight in the next battle, and then they turn their target to Vivian." Mistletoe felt her fingers trembling slightly. The long-term switching of vision and high-frequency operations had made her begin to feel tired.

The accumulated fatigue from several consecutive games cannot be fully recovered in three or four days.

"It's no problem for me. I just need to squeeze in the middle and slowly fight them off." Vivian's voice sounded a little annoyed. Although it was great to win, the feeling of being forced to accept something with a gun pointed at her was really not good.

But what can we do?

For a moment, the channel was silent, with only the professional attack effects and ambient sounds playing.

【glory】.

Anyway, we won for now.

Arthur sighed, put down his headphones, and pulled out his account card.

This game might be the most difficult one to win since my debut...

"How's the situation, Mistletoe?" After walking out of the room, Arthur regained his usual calmness, determination and confidence. As the leader of the England national team, he could not leave his negative emotions to others.

“Not too good.” Mistletoe smiled bitterly. Even though she was holding her left wrist, she could still see it trembling slightly. “I won’t go after the greetings are over. I’m going to the infirmary.”

"Okay, I'll go back and report to the referee, don't worry." Arthur nodded and walked out of the player channel.

Vivian and Jeanne, accompanied by Mistletoe, were the first to leave the venue.

"Sorry." Yu Wenzhou didn't see Mistletoe and Joan of Arc Vivian, but as smart as he was, he naturally realized what had happened.

Arthur shook his head and looked at Zhang Jiale, who was wrapped in bandages and smelled faintly of medicine. "Aren't you the same? We are all working for the final victory. There is nothing wrong with that."

Yu Wenzhou smiled and shook hands with Arthur. No one said much after that. The England team did not argue, and the Chinese team did not try to explain anything. Led by their respective captains and team leaders, the teams behind them left the stage.

Start preparing for the second game...

"Hmm..." Li Wen turned his head and looked in the direction the England national team left.

[What's wrong, Xiao Wen? ] Su Muqiu asked in confusion.

"We also brought our specialty white medicine, right?" Li Wen asked.

"It's with me." Sun Zheping asked, "Does your hand feel uncomfortable?"

"No, I'm wondering whether we should send some to the England national team..." Li Wen scratched his head. Just now, he was the one who put the most pressure on Mistletoe. It was at least half of his responsibility that Mistletoe had to go to the infirmary.

He also didn't expect that Mistletoe would fight to the point of sending him to the infirmary...

“But, they probably won’t use it, right?” Fang Rui muttered, “We finally managed to defeat one of them…”

"Don't say that." Yu Wenzhou shook his head helplessly: "Competition is competition, relationship is relationship, if possible, send me off."

"Don't worry, it won't heal that quickly even if you apply the medicine." Xiao Shiqin rolled his eyes.

"Then I have no problem." Fang Rui nodded.

"I still have tiger bone ointment." Tang Hao glanced at Zhang Jiale and said, "I'll get it for you tonight."

"Thank you very much."

Ye Xiu smiled and turned his head to look at the people who were discussing lively matters. He did not interrupt them, but the corners of his mouth curled up, unable to hide his inner joy.

This is where I like to be glorious...

Su Mucheng took a few quick steps and followed.

"Let's go..."

Infirmary

Mistletoe looked at the teammates who were crowded at the door and didn't dare to come in with confusion. She laughed for a moment, and waited until the nurse had bandaged it and gestured: "It's just to speed up the absorption of the medicine. It will be fine in two or three days."

"Is that so? That's good." Arthur breathed a sigh of relief, and the others quickly separated and made a gesture of invitation: "Ms. Mistletoe, you have worked hard, please go first!"...

"I would feel much better if you didn't do this." Mistletoe shook her head speechlessly.

The medicine was very effective, but the slight tingling sensation prevented Mistletoe from sleeping well. However, when she thought that Zhang Jiale from the Chinese team was in the same condition as her, Mistletoe's mood improved a lot.

But unfortunately, after returning, Zhang Jiale took over Sun Zheping's white ointment and spray.

These were the ones Sun Zheping used when he injured his hand. The effects were excellent. After experiencing such an incident, Sun Zheping would replenish a batch of new ointments every year as a backup.

When the World Invitational Tournament starts, I naturally bring all the ointments I just bought this year.

After applying the ointment, Zhang Jiale felt a cool sensation and felt much more comfortable.

The next morning, Li Wen came to find Sun Zheping and planned to go to the hotel where the England national team was staying with Yu Wenzhou.

Huang Shaotian also wanted to go with them, but was rejected by Yu Wenzhou.

There was no way. With Huang Shaotian's words, even the most serious things would seem like a provocation.

"What's wrong, Captain Yu?" Li Wen finally couldn't help but ask. Ever since getting on the tram, Yu Wenzhou had been secretly looking at him.

Yu Wenzhou did not show any embarrassment after being discovered. Instead, he smiled and said, "Xiao Wen is indeed as gentle as everyone says..."

"Ah?" Li Wen was stunned for a moment and looked at Yu Wenzhou blankly.

Yu Wenzhou smiled and shook his head.

Grahead, who was walking back and forth between rooms with a toothbrush in his mouth, was very surprised at the arrival of the three members of the Chinese team. It didn't take long for him to call everyone up. They were surrounded by seven or eight people, and it felt like they had accidentally entered the White Tiger Hall. Several people looked at them hungrily, as if they could pin them to the ground as soon as someone said "capture them".

"So, what are you three here for?" Grahide asked angrily, putting on the translator.

"Um, deliver the medicine." Li Wen pointed at the ointment in Sun Zheping's hand: "For Miss Mistletoe..."

Hearing this somewhat unexpected reply, several people looked at each other. Mistletoe had not woken up yet, at least, her door was still closed.

"Are you really just here to deliver medicine?"

“Is this a proper medicine?”

"It looks like medicine. Can it be used? Do you have anything else?"

"seriously……"

"Ah!!!" Grahide screamed. His nose was hit by the opened door and began to turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It's so noisy! Who is it on earth?!" The door was pushed open. Mistletoe, with dark circles under his eyes and a bad look on his face, and his left hand hanging naturally, stood at the door in pajamas and disheveled hair, with an angry face, and shouted.

But when she saw people in the corridor staring at her blankly, her face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the door was quickly closed.

"Hiss, mistletoe usually looks quite delicate, but I didn't expect that there would be such a day..." Grahead rubbed his nose and stood up: "You really can't judge a person by his appearance..."

"I recorded it." Morrigan smiled and waved his phone. "I'll play it for Mistletoe."

"What the hell..."

Arthur, who had just returned with the team leader after retrieving the information, looked blankly at the chaos in the corridor, and the three members of the Chinese team who were standing aside awkwardly, not knowing whether to leave or stay.

"How is this going……"

……

"I see." In the meeting room, Arthur nodded and smiled awkwardly: "Well, these guys made you laugh..."

"Our Chinese team is not much better at ordinary times." Yu Wenzhou smiled bitterly and looked at Li Wen.

Li Wen pushed the ointment towards the mistletoe: "This is our K City's specialty white medicine. It is very useful for joint injuries and will not conflict with other medicines. It is very mild. You can try it..."

Mistletoe was stunned for a moment. She never thought that Li Wen and the others came to deliver medicine.

"Well, after we got here, we reported and confirmed it with the drug supervision department of the event organization. Here is the report..." Li Wen, who thought that the mistletoe was not accepted because he was afraid that its ingredients might cause a reaction in drug tests, quickly took out the things in the bag.

Mistletoe glanced at the anxious Li Wen, then looked at Sun Zheping next to him, took the ointment directly, opened the bandage, took out a little ointment and applied it.

The stinging and burning sensation that had troubled him all night slowly subsided. Mistletoe even hummed subconsciously, and the seriousness on his face faded a little, and even brought a smile: "Thank you."

"Uh, no... well, as long as it's useful." Li Wen scratched his head and glanced at Yu Wenzhou. Yu Wenzhou understood and nodded: "Then, we'll take our leave. See you in three days."

"Yeah." Arthur nodded and clasped his hands together.

Just as Li Wen, Sun Zheping and Yu Wenzhou were about to leave, Mistletoe suddenly called them over and looked at Li Wen with a confused look in her eyes: "By the way, can I ask you why?"

"Hmm?" Li Wen seemed to be confused about what mistletoe meant: "Why?"

"This is actually my own choice." Mistletoe raised his hand with red and swollen joints: "I can choose not to fight with you and just maintain normal consumption. Regardless of the result of the game, it seems that this consequence is the result of my own choice..."

Mistletoe spoke very quickly, which took the translator a while to react. Listening to the mechanical voice that sounded a bit strange, Li Wen smiled and looked at Su Muqiu who was idly studying the difference between Grahead and Lancelot at close range: "Anyway, if someone else is hurt because of me, I will feel very uncomfortable...

Rather than helping Miss Mistletoe, it would be better to make myself feel a little more at ease..."

After all, it is always uncomfortable to make others suffer pain that they could have avoided because of you, no matter what the reason is.

Li Wen smiled and left the England national team's meeting room with others.

"Although you seem to have said nice things, don't think we will show mercy in the next game!" Grahide stood firm in his position.

"Well, I'll pass on your words." Yu Wenzhou nodded with a smile: "But it shouldn't have much to do with me."

"Eh? Aren't you going to play in the next game? Hahahaha, I actually got something out of you..."

"Ah, I'm a warlock." Yu Wenzhou smiled and waved his hand.

...Glaheide glanced at Guinevere subconsciously, and his face darkened instantly.

Damn, I can't believe a word the dog sorcerer says! (End of this chapter)