Sato looked at Mark, who wanted to claim credit but did not dare step forward, and helplessly shook his head.
"Being proficient with your ability isn't an excuse to use it recklessly."
Mark obediently nodded, but the next second, he hehe smiled.
"Didn't I know the boss would definitely win? I was just saving you some effort."
Sato twitched his mouth. He had wanted to say something more, but Lance and the others who had rushed over interrupted him.
"It was all planned, wasn't it? First poison, then paralysis, and then a finishing blow while Edward was furious from humiliation!"
Tsubaki's eyes sparkled, her tone unable to hide her admiration in the slightest.
Sato pursed his lips and could only silently take the blame, with nothing to say.
Mark, George, and Sato had not seen one another for a long time, so now that they had gathered again, they naturally had much to talk about.
Lance and Itsuki understood as well. After only a few words, they took the initiative to say they had matters to attend to, pulling the reluctant Tsubaki away with them.
After everyone had left, the three exchanged smiles and turned to head outside.
"Boss, I was only one place short! One more place and I would've been the top Elite Four Reserve!"
The moment they stepped out, Mark could not resist showing off. The smug look on his face made it seem as though he were already one of the Elite Four.
"Did you use your special ability?"
"Well... I used it in the last match." Mark's momentum immediately weakened, and he awkwardly scratched his head.
"You still lost after using it?"
This time, Sato was surprised. Mark's ability could, to a certain extent, be called the strongest. Luck was simply too difficult to deal