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Chapter 88: The Opportunity to Recruit Tiga! (Six chapters, please subscribe!)

"certainly."

Tija gritted her teeth and walked out of the crowd, a deep dent in the hair on her chest, shaped like a deep fist mark.

She carefully examined Erisil's bloodied arm, then refrained from a reckless head-on attack. With a flash, she kicked up a cloud of dust on the yellow earth, instantly obscuring her from the spectators' view.

When she reappeared, she was already behind Erisil, reaching for the silver-haired girl's back and chest.

But Erisil was still a step faster. With a cracking sound like bones breaking, her upper body twisted into a strange arc as she grabbed at Tiga's outstretched claw.

Tiga retreated rapidly, disappearing into the sandstorm once more, and reappearing in an even more treacherous blind spot in Erisil.

But the latter, as if it had eyes in the back of its head, predicted it once again.

The two sides tested each other's moves several times with this back-and-forth attack and defense. Finally, Erisil proved to be the better player, firmly gripping Tiga's shoulders and restricting her movements.

Without hesitation, Tigar unleashed a barrage of sharp claws at Erisil's vitals like a storm.

The princess neither dodged nor evaded, her two fair fists colliding repeatedly with the tiger's claws.

The onlookers seemed to hear a series of firecrackers exploding, and the aftershocks of their fistfight stirred up thick dust that obscured their vision.

Even Louis, a professional, couldn't see what was happening on the stage, so he focused on deducing Erisil's abilities.

This princess's fighting style is actually quite simple.

All of her combat skills are based on her body, which can recover quickly.

Whether it's a 180-degree waist twist or using a power-enhancing skill at the cost of broken arm muscles, it all relies on her terrifying regenerative abilities.

Louis is almost certain that Erisil's regenerative abilities come from the Hero talent she gained after changing her class.

But he is not yet clear on the limits of this resilience.

Is it only able to heal injuries, or can it restore all the damage sustained in battle?

For example, magic power or stamina, etc.

But if even these can be restored, then this talent completely violates the law of conservation of energy.

His skill fusion requires consuming magic and intelligence to deduce.

But if her regenerative abilities rely on magic or life force, given her current rate of consumption, her magic or life force would have been drained long ago.

Louis thought for a full minute.

In the end, it wasn't that he figured it out, but rather that Erisil and Tiga finished their fight.

As the dust settled, two blood-soaked figures appeared before the audience.

Tija's eyes were bloodshot, and her whole body exuded a violent aura. Her front was covered with dented fist marks, and her tough fur was torn open, from which blood gushed out.

Although she was seriously injured, for some reason, Tiga now seemed more dangerous than when she was uninjured.

Looking at Erisil, she was covered in her own blood, but every inch of her skin was intact. Tiga's minute-long bombardment had not caused her any real harm.

She was in excellent spirits, calm and composed, and maintained her usual elegant demeanor.

"Tiga, you are even more outstanding than I imagined."

Erisil took out a clean white towel from her magical pouch and wiped the bloodstains on her cheek as she said, "But you and I both know that no matter how badly you are injured or how strong you are, I will still be the one to win in the end."

"That's enough. After all, you don't have my recovery ability. If your injuries are too severe, you won't be able to go to the battlefield tomorrow."

Tiga clenched her claws, but eventually slowly loosened them.

Although she didn't speak, she had clearly tacitly agreed that Erihil's words were correct.

Upon seeing this, Morgon was delighted and quickly said, "Princess Erisil, my niece should be qualified to be your teammate, right?"

"It is an honor for the entire Frostclaw tribe to have her join your hero's party!"

Erisil looked at Morgon, her sky-blue eyes devoid of any emotion, and said calmly, "Clan Chief Morgon, I am indeed very satisfied with Tiga, but I am very dissatisfied with you."

Mo Ergang's expression froze, and his body stiffened slightly.

"Before I came, you never told me that you and Miss Tiga had such a big conflict."

"I mistakenly believed your lies and thought that Miss Tiga was also willing to join my team, which is why I came to invite her."

Under Morgon's fearful gaze, Erisil coldly said, "I do not wish to force anyone. Once Miss Tiga has finished dealing with her own affairs, if she is still willing to join my team, I will welcome her with open arms."

"As for now? I think this farce should come to an end."

With that, Erisil waved her hand, put the silver armor that had fallen to the ground into her magic pouch, and strode outside.

The spectators automatically parted to make way for a wide path, their eyes filled with awe as they watched the princess—and the departing figure of the hero.

Moergang's face was already dark, but after being scolded by the princess, it looked even darker.

He took a deep look at Tija, who stood on the ring, and then turned and left without saying anything.

The orcs watching the battle didn't dare to say anything and silently dispersed.

"I never imagined I'd have the honor of witnessing Prince Erisil's battle against the orc genius! I could die without regrets!"

The guard who had led the way was visibly excited as he was caught up in the departing orc warriors.

"Princess Erisil is actually the third hero! Her heroic figure in battle is so dashing!"

"This is simply unbelievable. If I go back and tell my colleagues what I saw today, they definitely won't believe me."

Compared to the incessantly chattering young guards, Louis's squad appeared somewhat silent.

Louis didn't know what his companions were thinking, but after witnessing Erisil's performance, he couldn't help but feel admiration for this princess warrior.

Being tricked by Morgon into going to the Frostclaw tribe's encampment to invite new teammates, only to be flatly rejected by the invitee, is obviously a very embarrassing situation.

However, Erisil did not lose face or become angry because of Tiga's questioning.

She proved directly through a bloody battle that it wasn't Tiga who chose her, but rather she who chose Tiga.

After defeating Tiga, she not only immediately gave Tiga a way out, but also publicly humiliated Morgon, giving her future teammate a good venting of anger.

After all that, Louis felt that if he were that white tiger female orc, he would probably catch up with Erisil on the spot and become her teammate.

However, despite his admiration, Louis did not give up the idea of ​​inviting Tiga.

On the contrary, after witnessing the battle, his belief became even more firmly established.

With a peerless warrior like Tiga right in front of him, how could he possibly assemble a team if he didn't even have the courage to fight for him?

Although there was a precedent set by Erisil, his chances of successfully recruiting her were very slim, but how would he know if he didn't try?

As long as Tiga hasn't officially joined the Third Hero Squad, there's still hope.

"Is the prerequisite for recruitment that I'm stronger than Tiga? Looks like I'll have to loot a lot of corpses during the demonic tide."

Louis murmured to himself.

The demonic tide presents dangers, but even more so, opportunities.

As long as he can touch the corpse of a monster (demon) at the level of a star-level professional, his combat power will experience a leap.

Even if you're unlucky and don't get it, you can at least get your blue bar to the level cap, right?

Of course, how to recruit Tiga while ensuring that one's own identity as a hero remains undetected is also a problem that needs to be considered.

But there's always a way to overcome difficulties. Thinking about these things now is useless. Let's wait until we get people into the team first.

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