God of Tricksters

After the discussion, they finally entered the field, facing each other.

In front of Alea stood tall Sihan with a serious expression. Meanwhile, Phyrill released his killing intent and locked them to Hontar and Theo simultaneously, trying to pressure them.

"I'm sorry, Alea. But this is how it is." Ellen smiled apologetically. "I need to defeat you this round."

Alea narrowed her eyes and shook her head. "No. The winner is me."

This statement made Ellen confused. It seemed Theo had another good plan in his head, but she decided not to pry it further. Instead, she said, "Let's start then."

Suddenly, Alea made a small smile before Theo snapped his finger as a signal.

Alea and Hontar turned around and ran toward a certain spot in the room.

As if they had predicted this movement, Sihan and Phyrill followed Hontar and Alea as they were more important than Theo.

"I'm sorry, but you're not going anywhere. After watching your previous match, I know that you will do this type of strategy." Phyrill smiled and raised both his short swords.

Meanwhile, Sihan took a deep stance and said with a cold tone. "You're not going to pass me."

Alea smiled once again and shouted, "Start!"

"!!!"

Theo turned around and acted as he was one step late to do this despite his planning mind like their previous match. This action already forced Ellen to shift her focus to Alea and Sihan first.

"Haha, come here. I will handle both of you." Phyrill was sure that their plan was to have Alea buy enough time, so these two could kill him, but as one of the top people among the second-grade students, he had pride that wouldn't lose against this guy.

He raised his short swords before lightning covered the blades, sparking left and right.

Hontar quickly released the same wind that he used during their previous match, but he didn't let it burst to create chaos this time.

Phyrill slashed downwards.

Clink.

The clicking sound echoed in everyone's ears, but more importantly, Theo was forced to take one big step to the left because the lightning bounced off and ran through the ground, trying to electrocute him.

"Oh, you can avoid it?" Phyrill smirked.

Theo remained silent and never thought Phyrill could direct the residual force of his Lightning Magic. Although he had seen his master doing it, he just never expected Phyrill to be able to do the same.

He became even more cautious and proceeded by thrusting his spear from as far as he could. Of course, he had used his Focused Charge to amplify his power like how both of them covered their swords with wind and lightning.

Phyrill tilted his head to the left and found Theo swinging his spear to slit his neck, so Phyrill used his other sword to stop that movement.

Hontar took one step forward and used all his strength in that one swing, releasing all the wind he had stored.

Theo retreated slightly while raising his shield, blocking the wind.

"Elemental Shield."

Albeit, Phyrill seemed to be awfully familiar with their movement as he turned around and looped behind Theo to get his shield's protection while slashing his neck.

Theo prevented this swing by using his spear, glanced to the right and clicked his tongue. 'Four Magic… three to go.'

What he meant by four magic was how many times Ellen had released her magic to Alea. He planned to use it as a countdown for his ambush.

"Despite being such a jerk, you have pretty sharp movement. Are you hiding something?" Phyrill's senses were tingling. As someone who got a blessing from a certain werewolf, his senses instinctively picked something from the others' bodies. And he had this familiarity when he saw him, even though he didn't remember Theo.

After all, there might be another reason why Alea wanted to team up with this guy. He might be someone from a fallen family that was so close to the Eilric Family. Hence, he tried to recall where he had met this guy.

Unfortunately for him, the hesitation that slightly appeared in his eyes became Theo's best chance to strike back. He spun his body and sent a kick from the side.

Because of the wrists' positions, Phyrill could only use his arm to block the attack that launched him to the wall, where Hontar prepared to use everything in his repertoire to stall him in this corner.

Bam.

Ellen released another Ice Magic as it rang sweetly in Theo's ears. He had been waiting for this moment.

'Seven skills! It's time.' Theo's eyes brightened as he turned around. His feet glowed in green color as his speed increased exponentially. Ellen should have many E Rank Skills and each of them had a weakness that forced her to not be able to use it continuously.

Hence, after the seven skills, which he believed the most reasonable number where she only had three skills to use to which two skills were the correction number in case she used it forcefully. If it were only a Magician at the same level and had five skills to use, he should have enough chance to kill her.

Phyrill realized the sudden change in Theo, saw his back, and found his true target. He shouted, "Oi, Ellen Woman! He has been hiding his strength and is targeting you. Be careful!"

"!!!" Ellen was surprised because she was too focused on Alea. Unfortunately for her, the moment her focus returned to Theo, the latter already closed their distance and thrust his spear.

Clink.

She luckily managed to react and redirect that thrust by using her metallic staff. However, her expression remained calm even in this situation. No, she, in fact, could still joke around.

"Ahaha, a bad guy who lies this whole time… How cute. Let this big sister teach you something." She smiled before Theo experienced excruciating pain on his stomach, finding Ellen's foot already struck him on his abdomen before blowing him twenty feet away.

Theo clenched his teeth and raised his vision, looking at Ellen, who was still smiling, but there was only one word to describe her smile this time. It was terrifying as if everything he would do from now on was useless.

"Come here." For the first time in this match, Ellen released her killing intent and locked Theo.

"!!!"