Scott's dream, fifth layer, the day of the duel.
Scott's nightmare, his cycle of despair, had yet to end. After all, besides punishing him, they also had to keep March 7th's sword practice going.
Since he had offended Jiang Yu, Scott had to serve as their punching bag whether he liked it or not. There was no escaping it.
As for the helper Jiang Yu had invited this time... well, actually, he hadn't invited anyone.
How could he possibly pass up joining in on something this fun himself?
However, after arriving at Aurum Alley, they noticed something was off about Scott.
At that moment, Scott sat at the roadside, utterly lost. Even with his sunglasses hiding his eyes, anyone could tell how vacant his gaze was.
Honestly, Scott had no idea what was wrong or why his body felt so awful.
Still, today was the day of his duel with March 7th, and he piloted a mech. Even if he wasn't in a good mental state, it wouldn't affect his fighting ability as much as one might imagine.
That said, he really did feel awful.
Boundless exhaustion had caught up with him. He was tired in both body and mind.
Looking at Scott from a distance, as wilted as a weed baked in the sun, March 7th poked Jiang Yu worriedly. "Little Fish, we haven't broken him, have we?"
"Probably not..." Looking at Scott's sorry state, Jiang Yu sounded uncertain. "He's the Lone Wolf, after all... judging by how he did when Tail came to play, I don't think so..."
With that reassurance from Little Fish, March 7th felt much better.
Whether Scott was all right or not, Little Fish had spoken, so he was definitely all right now.
With that thought, the group arrived at the agreed location.
Seeing