Soon, Croix's expression grew troubled again. He looked at Dekan and asked,
"Do you know a Tier 3 Spell Card called [Pain Shield]?"
"Yeah."
Dekan smiled calmly.
"Then how are you going to beat him? To defeat an enemy of a higher tier, you need to rely on your pain-based tactics!"
"Heh. How about this? If I can beat Flata fair and square in a duel, stop hesitating and honestly admit you're a member of our Beautiful Soul Squad. How's that?"
"..."
Croix was silent for a moment, then finally nodded firmly. "All right, I agree. But you'd better win!"
"Don't worry."
Dekan waved a hand, his face full of confidence.
He turned to Cornelia beside him and asked,
"Cornelia, we're having a welcome party and victory feast tonight. What do you want to eat?"
"Roast!"
"Roast meat, huh? No problem."
Seeing how confident Dekan looked, Croix could only smile helplessly.
Cornelia: "Please!"
Dekan: "Cornelia says she's treating us tonight."
"Thanks... By the way, I've been wondering about something. How do you understand what Cornelia means?"
Croix finally couldn't hold back his question.
Dekan: "It's simple. I look into her eyes, and I just know."
Croix: "???"
I thought you had some kind of squad voice chat and just hadn't invited me.
By now, quite a few of the students who'd gathered to watch had left.
Some still remained to witness the historic meeting of the Beautiful Soul Squad's three great figures.
Claire had suddenly walked up beside Croix.
"Are you an idiot? You're just letting Flata bully you?"
She glared at Croix, her eyes full of anger.
"What he said is true... I made a mistake that can't be undone. I wronged your sister, and I wronged you."
The moment Croix saw her, he wilted again.
"You wronged us,