Quick Transmigration: Survive to the End

When he heard that he was going to add a competitive mode, Damian hesitated to speak.

Stella gave him a wink, then said to Lucas, "You said it yourself, you can't cry if you lose!"

“How could that be?” Lucas said, and then planned to switch the mode to public and rank all the elves and fairies who came to play.

This time, not only Damian, but even Stella stopped him.

What a joke! When it's just the three of them, Lucas might get over a minor embarrassment in a few days, but if he embarrasses himself in public...

Stella was afraid he would be too ashamed to face anyone.

Lucas initially thought they were underestimating him, but after the match, he began to question his life.

Archery is a compulsory course for elves, and Stella, as a fairy who grew up among elves, naturally learned it as well.

However, fairies are naturally weaker than elves in this respect due to their size limitations before they reach adulthood.

Lucas had arrogantly declared that he would let Stella have her way, but Stella raised her hand and shot three arrows, each hitting the bullseye.

Stella moved aside to make room for Damian, but the result was exactly the same as Stella's.

Lucas, holding a bow and arrow, looked at his two friends with a blank and shocked expression, as if to say, "When did you two secretly improve so much behind my back?"

Damian was the first to give in, clearing his throat: "When I went to the Dark Forest before, I received special training from Adolf."

Lucas couldn't help but ask, "What kind of training?"

Damian glanced at him, hesitated for a moment, and said, "How to accurately hit the prey's designated location while moving at high speed."

Having received such training, shooting at stationary targets became an easy task for Damian.

Stella asked mischievously, "Damian, how accurate are you now?"

“Not that impressive,” Damian replied 'modestly.’ “Right now, I can only accurately hit the left or right ear of a palm-sized object from hundreds of meters away.”

Lucas dropped the arrow in his hand to the ground, then picked it up as if nothing had happened: "And Stella, what about you? I remember you weren't this good when we were in class together before."

“Yes, but practice makes perfect,” Stella said. “I had a weakness in this area, so I practiced a little more.”

Lucas felt that Stella had dealt him a greater blow than Damian had.

Damian had extra lessons in the Dark Forest, but Stella genuinely practiced on her own, using resources that he could also utilize.

After his first defeat in archery, Lucas quickly set aside time for the next match.

But no matter which subject that elves are required to learn is chosen to compare, he is being outmatched by Stella and Damian.

Lucas was somewhat dazed, and when he held Damian in his arms, his voice was trembling with tears: "Damian, nothing I do will work!"

Damian patted his back gently and said very seriously, "Because Stella and I have never stopped practicing, but you have only focused on writing the script."

Lucas said, somewhat aggrieved, "Why don't you at least comfort me?"

Stella resisted the urge to roll her eyes: "What do you need to be comforted about? If Damian and I still lost to you after all these years of neglecting our practice, we should really reflect on our mistakes."

Lucas puffed out his cheeks: "Okay, okay, I'll work hard from now on. Just wait and see how I change."

Stella was somewhat curious when Lucas made such a bold statement.

"Why do you suddenly want to practice these basics? Is it because you lost to Andrei?"

“Of course not,” Lucas said. “Losing to him is only a small part of the story. More importantly, he made a very good point.”

"What did you say?" Stella and Damian asked at the same time.

Lucas looked around nervously, making sure no elders were present, before whispering, "Andrei said that if you're not strong enough, you won't even be able to protect yourself on the mainland."

"Even with his strength, he still had his belongings stolen without anyone noticing and couldn't get them back. I can't even beat him, so it's no wonder the elders have always disagreed with my traveling to the mainland."

Stella's intuition told her that Lucas's reasons must be more than that, otherwise he wouldn't be so guilty.

Damian knew a lot about him and said with a serious expression, "Lucas, don't even think about sneaking off to the mainland without saying goodbye."

Lucas's face stiffened: "How could this be, Damian, how could you say that about me?"

As he gradually went from feeling guilty to becoming more confident, Stella's smile faded.

"Did Andrei say anything else to you?"

Stella narrowed her eyes dangerously: "For example, how to sneak out of the Elf Forest, take a treasure that conceals your aura, and use reverse thinking to shake off the elves who are looking for you?"

Lucas blinked, looking at Stella with disbelief in his eyes.

Stella sneered, took out her magic wand from her storage bag, and patted it in her palm: "I bet Andre didn't tell you that he managed to escape Dragon Island quietly, partly by using his friends, right?"

"What, Lucas, are you going to use me and Damian too?"

“By the way,” Stella said, raising her wand, “after Andre was found, he got beaten up twice, one of which was by the friends he had manipulated.”

"Since you have such ideas, Lucas, then I'll ask for an advance payment. It wouldn't be unreasonable to ask you to empty the water out of your brain first."

With that, Stella flew toward Lucas's head and slammed it down on his head.

"Ouch!" Lucas cried out, running away with his head in his hands after being punched. "Stella, calm down! Calm down! I didn't mean to! Really! You have to believe me!"

Seeing that he couldn't get through to Stella no matter what he said, Lucas looked up at Damian for help: "Damian, please help me, stop Stella!"

“Alright,” Damian nodded, and with Lucas’s relieved look in his eyes, he used a life spell to spawn two Ghost Face Vine seeds.

The seed sprouted from the soil in an instant, firmly fixing Lucas's leg in place, preventing him from moving an inch.

Lucas immediately broke down and shouted, "Damian, you've got it wrong! I asked you to help, not to make things worse!"

“No mistake,” Damian smiled at him, then looked up at Stella and said, “Stella, you must be tired from flying. I suddenly remembered that we haven’t had a hand-to-hand combat match yet. Let me and Lucas practice a bit?”

Because of Stella's size difference, Lucas didn't even choose the fighting option, which was quite considerate.

But at this moment, Damian was also itching to add this item, so he took the initiative to add it.

Well, even Damian, who's always been good-natured, got angry. Lucas, you're really something.

Stella put away her wand and generously gave Damian the space.

"Do we need a referee? I think I can do that."