Resurrecting the Genius Within

Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 52 The Arrival

“Believe it or not, I’ve decided to enter the Duel Tournament in seven days. If I win first place and gain the approval of the God Armament, even someone as stubborn as you will have no choice but to submit to me. You can either disband on the spot, join another mercenary group, or submit to the God Armament. There’s really no other option,” Isabelle confidently declared.

The God Armament will not tolerate small, unregulated mercenary groups.

White Owl looked at the arrogant and overbearing Isabelle and said, “If you can defeat me in the Duel Tournament, I, White Owl, will be the first to acknowledge you.”

Isabelle and White Owl set out on joint missions in the following days.

Their Blackwater Mercenary Group had been suppressed by Melfrey’s entire community for the past year to the point where everyone bullied them. Even stray dogs on the street would trample them.

During their missions, they often encountered malicious obstruction and faced robbery from various forces.

Completing even one mission smoothly out of the five was considered lucky, and even then, they would not come out unscathed.

Their missions in the past few days were no exception, as they were still filled with difficulties.

But this time, they had someone like Isabelle on their side, which made all the difference.

When Isabelle smashed her staff, shattering the boss’s kneecap, White Owl realized he had no chance in the Duel Tournament.

He knew he couldn’t stand up against Isabelle’s skills, which were on par with their boss’s.

Struggling to get up from the ground, he dragged his injured body to check on Jack, who was severely injured not far away.

The group had barely defeated the Hurricane Mercenary Corps earlier that day, but the villains were back for revenge.

The boss of the Hurricane Mercenary Corps had humiliated the Blackwater Mercenary Group, making them terrified of the ruthless group.

When news of their boss’s death spread, the Hurricane Mercenary Corps wasted no time launching their attack.

They were known for their strong retaliation; sure enough, they had gathered their troops and returned in less than half a day.

Luckily, Isabelle was present to help.

“The leader of the Blackwater Mercenary Group has already passed away, haven’t they? I’m not familiar with you,” said the mercenary boss, clutching his shattered kneecap and attempting to crawl away. He gazed at the girl with a face full of terror, as if he had seen a ghost.

Looking around, he saw his skilled subordinates lying on the ground.

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ground, “Don’t come looking for

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“With your skills, why bother joining them? Why not consider joining our Hurricane Mercenary Group? Our leader appreciates talent the most, and I believe he will treat you well.” As Isabelle walked away,

look at him. “Say one more word, and I’ll

ranks among the top groups, and the God Armament

not. I’ll kill you today, and the God Armament won’t even bat an eye.

a flash, he recalled the legendary No Name, the former boss of the Blackwater

to his senses, his back

“Get out.”

left, the surroundings returned to

She created a bunch

was the first to support Isabelle, and the others remained quiet. After these past few days, they had

who had intended to leave at first, was among those who

worth noting that Jack was not included in this group.

again, and I’ll kill you!” Jack glared angrily

provoke him,” White Owl

boss. He was known to

his wrath.

they had put up with her because of her half–truth, half–liet statement:

Jack on the shoulder.

tree, and offered her a can of beer. “Do your drink?” he asked. Isabelle accepted his

accepted it and opened

the tree. “Our boss had a taste for the good stuff when it came to alcohol. She

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at the bright moon, White Owl spoke to himself in a low voice. “At first, our Blackwater Mercenary Group was just another face in the crowd. We were neither particularly powerful nor numerous. But everything changed when our boss came

name to be reckoned with throughout Melfrey. No

longing as he spoke about their former glory. He admired

“Fifth. And do you know how many people the other mercenary groups had compared to us? At least five thousand. We had less than three hundred.”

Blackwater Mercenary Group had created many legends

in a row at the Fighting Horns Meeting. enough to deter

now, they were scurrying like rats across

suddenly interjected, ‘I truly believe what

been listening quietly, but her eyebrows

beer can in his hand and

fixed on her, and asked, “Who

eager gaze, jokingly asking. Are you suspecting I’m

always suspected that Isabelle and their