Duels should be played with a smile.

Isis still clearly remembers that one day, the mysterious headmaster found her and told her many things she had never thought of before, and also left behind a prophecy.

"The grand opening of the game will coincide with the arrival of the Draconid meteor shower."

In the days that followed, Isis pondered the true meaning of those words, and when the moment finally arrived, she realized... it seemed to only have a literal meaning.

I just don't know what this game is referring to...

"Let's leave the pointless speculation for later... I should go and fulfill my duties..."

Emerging from the temple, a replica of a royal tomb, Isis prepared to travel to a secret location at the very center of this ritual rift, where something extremely important was kept.

But as soon as she stepped out of the temple, as if recalling something, she couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile tinged with apology.

"I hope... I hope that child won't blame me. He thought he had accepted some kind of mission, but in reality he was just used as bait. That feeling must be very unpleasant."

"Let the dean take the blame; after all, he's his student..."

"In his words... these are all necessary sacrifices."

"I'm so sorry, Asuka."

……

"I called for help, but Long Huiqiao didn't come to my rescue."

"But speaking of nonsense, what exactly are all these things?"

As Leyou's mind sank into the crystal, he experienced unexpected changes.

Having gotten used to the thing on his chest a long time ago, he generally didn't pay much attention to it except when the crystal occasionally glowed.

Who would look down at their own chest for no reason? He's not some ship girl with Azur Lane-level frontal armor.

Study performances, and pay more attention to the level of frontal armor; it can prolong life. If it's true, I suggest you take a look.

By the way, sharing happiness is worse than enjoying it alone.

Putting aside all distractions, Leyou felt a wave of warmth from her crystal for the first time.

It was strange, yet harmonious, as if the fetus was receiving meticulous care in the womb, so intoxicating that he almost lost himself in it.

But after he "broke free" from this warm embrace, he felt something else.

He seemed to have arrived at a magical place, a mysterious space. Even though he had only calmed his mind, he could clearly feel that he was standing on solid ground.

Ears can hear sounds, skin can feel temperature, and eyes can see things.

Furthermore... what his eyes saw made him even more suspicious about the composition of his crystal.

Before him stood a giant... a figure that defies description.

Within his mind, Leyou could clearly understand that what was in front of him was a humanoid object. Overall, there was nothing difficult to understand or describe. However, whenever he tried to speak, he couldn't think of any words to describe the giant's appearance.

It seems that... the word "giant" is the only description he can use.

"I can't understand... how such a thing could exist, and..."

A bold guess formed in my mind, but this guess could not be confirmed at all.

then...

He stepped forward and touched the giant.

One step, two steps, in this strange space whose nature was unknown, Leyou took a step.

One step, then two steps.

The distance between them and the giant was only about ten meters, but no matter how many steps they took, the distance did not decrease at all.

At this moment, Leyou truly understood what it meant to be unattainable.

Normally, Leyou, who doesn't have much perseverance and prefers to live a life of leisure, would have given up long ago, closed his eyes, and tried to find a way out. But today, a stubborn streak rose in his heart.

He stared at the giant, at the seemingly endless distance between them, his brow furrowed, his fists clenched and then quickly relaxed.

All the distracting thoughts in his mind were banished, and gradually only one thought remained in his mind.

"We absolutely must go and find out!"

Holding his breath, Leyou took another step, his eyes fixed on the towering figure of the giant.

Gradually, he forgot everything else, as if the world consisted only of him and the giant.

Time flowed slowly by, yet he never stopped, nor did he feel weary. Each step he took yielded nothing, but the desire to touch that giant grew ever stronger.

Until...

A bridge appeared before him.

It wasn't until the bridge appeared that he suddenly realized that his feeling of being on solid ground was just an illusion; he had been walking in the air the whole time, and had been standing still the whole time.

The bridge that descended from the sky seemed somewhat familiar to him... The bridge was dreamlike, composed of colorful lights, and the moment he stepped onto it, a sense of enlightenment welled up within him.

"So that's how it is."

"You're absolutely right, the game is about to have its grand opening."

"But before that... I need to get back to my seat."

"How can a piece trapped in a game of chess have the right to control the overall situation?"

Gazing at the golden giant that seemed within reach, Leyou smiled.

"I really didn't expect that I would have such a powerful background? It's such a cliché setup."

"But it's great, how could I possibly refuse such a good thing that happened to me?"

"So that's what 'eternity' means. That's good, I like it."

With one step, the seemingly untouchable giant has become something like a miniature model, held in Leyou's hand.

"Heh, interesting."

……

A dazzling light burst forth, and around the fiberglass-inherited sprites, the whispering elves remained silent, each with a different expression as they observed Philvo and his companions, who had become the center of attention from the very beginning.

Emerald, indigo, and silver-red beams of light fell upon the three women. Except for Philvo, whose beam was slightly dim, Snow Maiden and Ella were dazzlingly bright.

"Finally... this day has come." The Super Mage said in a low voice with a hint of emotion.

Standing crisply beside the Super Magician, Inherited Fiberglass also let out a long sigh of relief: "Yes, finally... although the 'finally' we're talking about might not be the same thing."

"After so many failures, finally, by chance or luck, this cycle of countless failures has finally come to a turning point."

As if he had made a momentous decision, Inherited Fiber stopped the teleportation spell and turned to look at the Whispering Spirits, who had various expressions on their faces.

Eight Crows, Dragon Slayer, Divine Judgment, EMem, Twelve Beasts, Super Magician.

There's also the anaconda, the silver princess, and myself.

Excluding the three Creation Dragons that were merely there to make up the numbers—Exodia, Victory Dragon, and the already special Philvo—all the Whispering Spirits have gathered here.

The magic circle on the ground did not lose its light; it was just that under her depiction, the patterns became more intricate, and its function became greater.

These are all preparations for what's to come.

It was somewhat sudden, but Inherited Fiberglass didn't want to explain the same things they'd said countless times again.

Countless failures had made her accustomed to failure, but the sudden glimmer of hope that appeared before her eyes finally made her somewhat weary of the endless cycle.

She gazed at the whispering sprites who remained in place, her endearing demeanor vanishing, replaced by an immense majesty emanating from her small frame.

Are you all ready?

"Are you ready to return to him and them what doesn't belong to you, what doesn't belong to us?"

"Ready...to return to the ordinary?"

"Of course... I'm not asking for your opinions, I'm just stating the facts."

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We were under general anesthesia. A confirmed case came out of our community, which has now become a high-risk area. We were immediately placed under a 7+3 lockdown. The medical staff came to our door to do nucleic acid tests and even gave us antigen test strips to do the tests ourselves.

I'm going to spend my birthday in lockdown. Tears well up.

Ugh, I can't receive the birthday gift my girlfriend sent because of the lockdown. I'm heartbroken.

Chapter Sixty-Eight: American-Style Bullying

"Having enjoyed so many benefits, it's time to give them back."

There was silence.

When asked about the inheritance of fiberglass, no one responded.

The Super Magician frowned slightly, but just as he was about to speak, a new change occurred.

Countless shimmering points of light drifted out from the bodies of the Whispering Elves. The red clouds in the sky and the parched earth made this incomplete world appear extremely dilapidated, but the appearance of these points of light added a different kind of color to the place.

Seeing this, Inherited Fiber didn't say much, but silently nodded to the Super Magician and closed her eyes as well. The same crystalline light spots emanated from her body, but in far greater numbers than the other elves.

The specks of light drifted aimlessly, and soon transformed the surrounding area into a dreamlike promised land.

The magic circle, constructed from inherited fiberglass, has quietly expanded to a great distance, and its center is no longer her, but Philvo.

Filvo and the others, who were engrossed in the crystal, did not notice the changes in the outside world, but in their perception, they felt as if they had fallen into a warm embrace.

"It's time to begin..."

At some point, Inherited Fiberglass reopened its eyes. It floated in mid-air and drifted to a spot not far from Philvo, where it stopped.

"Everyone, take your positions..."

As if preparing for some kind of ceremony, at Inherited Fiber's command, the Whispering Spirits automatically sprang into action, forming a circle around Philvo on the magic circle.

"Then, let's begin."

"That's right! It's time to begin! Looks like I've arrived just in time! Hahahaha!!!"

The sudden laughter interrupted the ceremony, and everyone reflexively looked up at the sky, where an inconspicuous figure appeared.

The figure was somewhat ethereal, but its majesty remained undiminished.