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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the people on the ground,

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Hurricane Mercenary Group? Our

at him. “Say

Hurricane Mercenary Group ranks among the top groups, and

and the God

his throat. In a flash, he recalled the legendary No Name, the former boss of the Blackwater Mercenary Group, who had once emerged victorious in the Duel Tournament, claiming thirty–three consecutive

shuddered as he returned to his

“Get out.”

Hurricane Mercenary Corps left, the surroundings returned to

very kind. She created a bunch of enemies

After these past few days, they had little objection to Isabelle becoming their boss.

leave at first, was among those who changed

was

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

provoke him,” White Owl

in the Blackwater Mercenary Group knew Jack’s unwavering loyalty towards their boss. He was known to be fiercely protective of their leader, and anyone who dared

his wrath.

about Isabelle, they had put up with her because of her half–truth, half–liet statement: “Your boss trusted me with

Jack on the shoulder. “Let’s take

her a can of beer. “Do your drink?” he asked. Isabelle accepted his offer and popped open the

accepted it and opened

had a taste for the good stuff when it came

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up at the bright moon, White Owl spoke to himself in a low voice. “At first, our Blackwater Mercenary Group was

had become a name to be reckoned with throughout Melfrey.

eyes were filled with nostalgia and longing as he spoke about their former glory. He admired and respected their boss, and

“Fifth. And do you know how many people the other mercenary groups had compared to us? At least five thousand.

of their No Name boss, the Blackwater

at the Fighting

like rats across the

suddenly interjected, ‘I truly believe

but her

hand and said, “Because

her,

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

Owl had always suspected that Isabelle and their boss shared an uncanny