"Don't think like that, Yuzuka-chi!" Sophie said. "If you say it like that, it might happen! Come! Knock on the table three times!"
Despite her puzzlement, Yuzuka did as Sophie said and knocked on the table.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
Rayen's lips twitched.
'Is Madame Sophie the same as Adrian?'
After the meeting that didn't seem like a meeting at all had ended, it was finally the start of the war. In a swift transition, Miles brimmed in unusual enthusiasm as he stared at the monitor in front of him.
Well, it wasn't only him.
Although Rayen's sponsors appeared calm outwardly, their eyes betrayed them. There was a fire hidden beneath it.
"Sponsors and participants, are you ready for the second round?" The voice that spoke was no longer from the stoic Director, but Yeon Miwol.
She was projected in the screen, wearing a gorgeous one-piece dress that accentuated her figure.
"Yeah! Let's get on with this!" Miles yelled.