Elsie Kevin shook his head. "There's fun in difficulty, isn't there? As a loser, I'll challenge you again in future matches."
Dark smiled despite himself. "I'll be looking forward to it."
Elsie Kevin forced a slight smile. "Yeah, I'll step down first."
Dark raised his head and asked curiously, "What didn't you expect?"
Elsie Kevin said, "I'd considered the possibility of losing, but I never expected to lose under these circumstances. How did you cultivate such a powerful—forget it. That really isn't an appropriate question to ask. I was being presumptuous. In any case, I accept this defeat wholeheartedly. I hope you can go further in the Golden Cup. Honestly, I want to see you in the round of sixteen—or even the quarterfinals."
Dark froze for a moment, then said modestly, "Isn't that a bit difficult?"
But just as he stored Popplio and Snorlax back into their cards, a faint ripple appeared beside him.
Senior Judy appeared at his side through spatial teleportation, bringing with her a cloyingly sweet fragrance.
"Looks like you've gotten used to interviews already?" Senior Judy asked with a smile.
As he spoke, he removed his deck from the card slot, sorted it together with the Magitech Cards in his hand, placed them into his Card Case, and then headed down.
Watching Elsie Kevin leave the Duelist Platform, Dark shook his head slightly. He placed the Wish Dice in his deck, then picked up the Magitech Cards of his Magic Spirits, preparing to recall them.
Applause rose once again.
Senior Judy leaned forward slightly. "Then, Junior Demon, could you tell us how you feel after defeating a third-year senior?"
Dark accepted the microphone and replied politely, "Since this isn't my first time, the feeling isn't particularly profound. But Senior Elsie Kevin has surprised me every time,