When They Beg, I Rise!

Lemira logged into the game and immediately received a friend request notification. She glanced at the name and was taken aback-it's Alaric.

Just a few days ago, she had turned down Alaric's invitation to join his team. She hadn't expected the proud and haughty Alaric to personally seek her out.

Lemira didn't accept the friend request and instead teamed up with Orion to tackle an instance dungeon.

After randomly teaming up with three other players and completing the dungeon, someone sent her a friend request. It's one of the teammates from the dungeon, and given their decent gameplay, she accepted. The next second, a message popped up: [Hey, I'm Alaric, the leader of SkyBlaze. I noticed your skills during our dungeon run. How about joining our team? We can negotiate terms.]

Lemira frowned in annoyance, "Why can't he just let it go?"

She was surprised Alaric had used an alternate account to add her as a friend.

Orion looked over, "What's up?"

"It's Alaric-he's using an alt to invite me to his team, and he has no idea who I am."

After all, she was using her alternate account too.

Orion glanced at the screen, "If they don't find a strong backup player, they're going to lose the first round of the finals."

"That's why Alaric is getting desperate. He's too proud to poach well-known players, so he has to scout talented rookies to train."

knew Alaric's personality all too

were formidable. If it hadn't been for the Reapers' captain, Matthew Everhart, skipping the finals last

even mastered the

at him, "The twelve-hit combo isn't something

a

""That's because..."

caught herself, nearly revealing things about her

his eyes slightly, "Because

so I managed to pull off the twelve-hit combo

glance. Clearly, Lemira wasn't telling the

herself? Or did someone teach

didn't respond to Alaric and continued instance dungeon crawling

reply, rubbed his temples in frustration,

had been disappointing. He

Lemira competing in a revival match on his computer, her execution of the twelve-hit combo and her leaping silhouette were unforgettable. He felt a sense of pride-she was his

attempts at mastering the twelve-hit combo and failing every time, he had to admit Lemira

slap had completely soured

silence, said, "Lucian, how's Lemira

as always, not listening to anyone. She ranked tenth in her

ten, huh? That's quite fast