A few days after the last afternoon tea with Maria, at this moment, in the tavern of Marcin—
On a sunny afternoon, since the night had not yet fallen, the whole tavern looked a little empty, with only a few acquaintances sitting here.
At this moment, Bianka was discussing the custom-made armor with the old craftsman Kowal, who was sitting and drinking.
In fact, if the competition's time span was relatively short, Dudu might give up making such a seemingly useless but personal armor.
However, the competition system of the Major required Bianka to wait a long time before winning the championship, so it didn't matter if she had time to make a set of armor.
After all, as mentioned before, the armor she was wearing now, no matter how well it fit her, was not her own.
"Bang——"
However, just as the people in the tavern were chatting and drinking, the wooden door of the tavern was suddenly opened with great force, making a loud noise.
"..."
In an instant, all five people looked towards the door, and the tavern temporarily fell into silence.
"Hey, Aun... Sister Zofia, why are you here?"
After seeing the person clearly, Maria was slightly stunned, and then asked in surprise.
The person who spoke after Maria was the owner of the tavern, Marcin. He looked at his shaky tavern door and said with a flash of heartache in his eyes.
"Zofia, my door... be gentle, remember to compensate later."
"Uh, don't worry, I will compensate you."
After listening to Marcin's words, Zofia turned around and looked at the door behind her, coughed lightly, and said with a flash of guilt in her eyes.
"So, what made you so anxious, Zofia? The last time I saw you so reckless was a long time ago." At this moment, the old craftsman Kowal sitting on the side asked his question with a curious expression.
"Very urgent, right? Mainly because I got some news, and this time I came to find Bianka." Facing Kowal's question, Zofia did not intend to hide it and said it directly.
"Sister Zofia, are you looking for Bianka? Is there any news about the game?"
After hearing that it was about her friend, Maria's golden eyes flashed with curiosity, and then she asked.
Hearing this, Zofia nodded to her child first, then saw Bianka on the side and spoke.
"The format and opponent of your next game have been announced. It is a team battle, and the opponent is the Snowyheel Knights."
"..."
After hearing Zofia's words, Bianka's expression did not change at all, without the slightest surprise.
If you have to say, there was a little weirdness in her eyes.
As for the reason for the weird eyes, it was of course because of this extremely familiar arrangement.
Dudu had long known that there must be something fishy about her next game, but she just didn't know what specific move had been played. Who knew that now it looked very familiar.
And she almost guessed who these high-level people were going to send to deal with her.
But to be honest, Bianka felt that she was being underestimated a little bit.
Although she had concealed her weakness in terms of strength, she thought that her previous strength was not too weak. Why did they make these people her opponents without any changes?
"You don't seem surprised?"
Zofia raised her eyebrows slightly after noticing Bianka's calm expression and then asked curiously.
"Well, what you said is expected. So, how many people are there in this small battle?" Bianka nodded to Zofia, who was curious.
"A five-on-five team battle is not good for you..." When she said the second half of the sentence, Zofia's tone suddenly became inexplicably and strangely uncertain...
"So, Zofia, are you here to find me because you are worried about this?"
"Well, I was originally worried that you didn't have enough and suitable teammates, so I came."
As a person with a relatively straightforward personality, Zofia had no intention of hiding her purpose.
"So that's how it is, but I appreciate your kindness. I won't bother Zofia with this matter. I can handle it by myself." Bianka smiled gently and confidently at Zofia, and then replied.
After hearing Bianka's answer, Zofia couldn't help but twitch her lips and then said in a tactful tone:
"... Are you going to play alone? Although you are really strong, it's safer to have teammates."
To be honest, after experiencing and seeing it many times, Zofia was not surprised by Bianka's choice this time, and it can even be said that there was no ripple in her heart.
"Yes, I also think that Sister Zofia is right. Although Bianka, you are very strong, it is a team battle after all, and it is safer to have teammates."
After listening to her aunt's words, Maria nodded in agreement.
Although the other old people in the tavern did not speak, their attitudes were almost the same as Zofia and the others.
This time, Bianka didn't answer in a hurry, but just tilted her head slightly and looked at Zofia and the others with a strange look.
"What's wrong?"
After noticing the strangeness in her friend's eyes, Maria's beautiful golden eyes quickly showed a hint of doubt.
"This game was originally aimed at me..."
After organizing her words, Bianka slowly asked a soul-searching question: "Why do you think the Chamber of Commerce will let me have teammates?"
Bianka's short words directly made the other people present fall into a strange silence.
Then, without waiting for them to speak, Bianka spoke again: "According to my understanding of those people, if I go to find my teammates in the next game, then my 'teammates' will definitely get into trouble."
At this point, Dudu paused for a moment, and then smiled confidently before continuing:
"So, instead of looking for teammates and causing trouble for others, it is better to just fulfill their wishes. Since they are so confident, why not give them this opportunity and let them try?"
After Bianka said this, coupled with her confident and dazzling smile, the tavern became even quieter.
After a while—
"Hahaha, young people are just full of energy. Since you have determination and unshakable faith, then do it."
"Yes, young people nowadays are getting better and better, not like when we were young."
"Alas... just be happy.*