Collapse, the beginning will avoid 500 years of detours

"I said, I'll take your place later."

Theresa put her hands on her hips and subconsciously acted like a school principal.

Her eyes fell on the baseball cap on Bianca's head. She felt that the cap looked familiar. Are all baseball caps the same all over the world?

"why?"

Bianca asked with a frown. She didn't like Theresa's unreasonable tone.

"There's no need to ask why. You'd be a burden if you played anyway. It's better to let me take your place..."

"No."

Before Theresa could finish, Bianca interrupted her and refused categorically. She said that if they discussed it properly, she might agree, but she didn't want someone to take her place right away.

"And what's the big deal about being a burden? Aren't you about the same age as me?"

Bianca puffed up her cheeks. Even though this little nun looked about the same age as her, she felt she was being looked down upon.

Otto watched this scene with a smile.

Hearing Bianca's words, Theresa raised her eyebrows immediately. She looked Bianca up and down, and the girl's childishness and innocence could not be hidden.

"Hehehe, I'm different from you. I'm already an adult~"

Theresa raised her chin with pride. She was 37 years old and the oldest Valkyrie present. She was a little surprised that there were people at the headquarters who didn't know her. It turned out that the little brat had no experience.

Bianca's eyes were filled with suspicion.

"Then if you're an adult, why would you take my place as a kid?"

Bianca had never seen such unruly adults. They were all dressed in nun's clothes. Bianca respected the nuns who took care of them in the orphanage very much.

Theresa's expression froze, but she refused to admit that she was trying to take the child's place.

"Because you'll be a burden to them. If you want to win, you have to rely on the principal."

Theresa straightened her flat chest. She hadn't watched the first half of the game and had a preconceived notion that a little girl would only be a burden among a group of Valkyries.

"what!"

Bianca was a little unhappy. This man, whose name she didn't know, had been calling her a burden and a nuisance since the beginning, and looked down on her. How could Bianca accept this?

"I'm right."

Theresa also didn't like Bianca's attitude. She thought this little kid from someone's family was really troublesome. She wanted her grandfather's wish ticket for something important. She pointed at the Valkyries standing next to Bianca.

"Otherwise, let them choose and see whether they want me or you."

Theresa was full of confidence. She was once about to be awarded the title of S-class Valkyrie. If she had not refused, she would be an S-class Valkyrie now. As for whether to choose between herself and this little guy, Theresa knew without thinking what decision the Valkyrie would make.

After all, this is not a game, but a battle for Otto's wishing tickets. Who doesn't want to improve their team's winning rate?

The Valkyries all turned their eyes away and did not join in the argument between the two. One of them was brought by the bishop himself, and the other was the bishop's granddaughter. Their dispute was not something they could participate in at all.

Therefore, their eyes could not help but fall on Otto.

Otto knew that he couldn't just sit there and watch the show anymore, but if he didn't follow Theresa's wishes, it would probably give him a headache. He thought about it and waved to one of the members of the other team.

The Valkyrie who was called over by Otto looked confused, and Otto whispered in her ear, promising her a wish ticket so that she would not have to participate in the second half of the game.

The Valkyrie nodded suddenly, but she looked strangely at Bianca and Theresa who were arguing with each other. She found that the bishop seemed to have some bad intentions.

With the withdrawal of a Valkyrie, Theresa, who arrived in the middle, was able to join in. However, compared to the previous harmonious atmosphere, a bit of solemnity was felt before the second half even started.

On the green field, Theresa and Bianca faced each other, but they were not on the same team, but opponents on the field.

The atmosphere between the two was tense. Bianca was unhappy with Theresa's disdain, while Theresa felt that she should teach her a lesson on how to respect elders. Otto calmly took out his cell phone and filmed the scene.

It should be useful in the future.

Otto smiled, holding the phone firmly in his hand, as if he didn't want to miss the next exciting shot. With his announcement, the second half of the game officially began.

The game continued, and after only half a minute, Bianca was thrown to the ground by Theresa. Theresa easily snatched the ball from her feet, snorted twice, and without saying anything harsh, she dribbled the ball directly towards the goal.

Although she was wearing a nun's uniform, Theresa was more flexible and quicker than others. Her attack was unstoppable. Less than two minutes into the game, she scored a point with a powerful shot.

"Humph."

Theresa's lips curled up slightly, and she turned her head to look at Bianca who had just gotten up, as if to say that Bianca was overestimating her own abilities.

"Are you okay?"

Yalvet asked in a low voice, and Bianca shook her head, but her expression was not as relaxed as her response. She felt like she had been hit head-on by a dump truck, and her body still ached slightly.

Amazing.

Under normal circumstances, Bianca might have thought that the other party was very powerful, but at this moment, facing Theresa, the only thought in her heart was the unwillingness to admit defeat.

The doctor is still watching me...

Otto, who was worried about her in his heart, just sighed. He could see that Theresa was not on the same level as the Valkyrie on the field, but maybe it was a good thing. Letting Bianca experience the taste of failure might drive her growth.

The game continued on the field. I don’t know if it was intentional, but when Bianca dribbled the ball, Theresa always appeared in front of her like a white lightning, then easily tripped Bianca to the ground and took the ball away.

As for whether this was a foul, don't expect Otto, who has never played football, to know. In his eyes, he only cares about scoring goals.

Bianca fell to the ground, clutching the grass with both hands. Lying on the ground, she could only watch Theresa kick the ball into her own goal. Not to mention reacting, no one dared to stop the ball and risk being kicked into the goal along with the ball.

"Are you going to lose..."

Yalvet said in a low voice that to be honest she saw no hope of winning, as Lady Theresa's strength was not at the same level as theirs.

"No, we haven't lost yet..."

Bianca supported herself and stood up. How could she be willing to give up like this? She felt the blood rushing up her spine, her face flushed and her eyes full of indomitable spirit.

Looking at Bianca like this, Yalvet couldn't help but wonder, is there really any hope?

The iron will contained in these eyes really makes people want to believe her...

When the score reached 10 to 5 in ten minutes, and after Theresa scored five goals in a row, Yarwit felt that he had thought too much. It turned out that explosive growth only existed in comics and novels.

Bianca's originally unyielding look remained, but tears were faintly visible in the corners of her eyes.

It’s too, too bullying.

Theresa snatched the ball from her feet, which was easier than kicking a stray dog ​​to death on the roadside. That casual action made Bianca realize the gap between them. What was infuriating was that Theresa stared at Bianca. The frustration of having the ball taken away filled Bianca's heart.

With a Valkyrie's scream, the ball was snatched away from Bianca's feet again by Theresa, who was a little dazed. Bianca fell forward and fell directly on the grass.

But unlike before, Theresa was not in a hurry to break through with the ball. Instead, she lowered her head and looked at Bianca who was looking up at her with an unwilling expression.

"This school principal is not targeting you."

Theresa smiled and said, "But after all, you are the team's weak link. Thank you for your assist."

“Try harder next time~”

Theresa just felt comfortable all over, and her rare competitive spirit was aroused. It was a pity that her opponent was not good enough. If it was her good niece, she would not be so useless. However, thinking of Kiana, Theresa immediately put away her playful mood and realized that she had important things to do. After thinking about it, she decided to end this farce as soon as possible.

She dribbled the ball and shot again, scoring another point, which made Bianca, who was lying on the ground, tear up in her eyes.

Bianca was filled with resentment. Facing Theresa's words, she couldn't think of any words to refute Theresa. From the beginning, her poor performance was indeed the team's weak link. Facing Theresa, she could do nothing.

Applying a little pressure, her fingers sank into the grass, and Bianca lowered her head, looking at the shadow beneath her.

Playing football is obviously a happy thing, but she doesn't feel any happiness now.

Otto looked at Bianca who had fallen to the ground. As the instigator of this situation, he wondered if he should end the game sooner rather than later to prevent Bianca from losing her faith. However, under his gaze, Bianca supported herself on the ground with her hands and bravely climbed up again.

Otto, who wanted to declare Theresa's team the winner, temporarily gave up the idea.

Bianca stared at Theresa intently. The latter, who decided to end it early, completely ignored the former's fighting spirit. The Valkyrie in the same team as Bianca looked at Bianca worriedly.

"Is it okay?"

A Valkyrie asked, and Bianca nodded heavily.

She knew it was difficult to win, but she still wanted to get a point against her opponent.

"Ho, your eyesight seems to be getting better."

Theresa was stopped by Bianca while dribbling the ball. Theresa didn't intend to find Bianca as a breakthrough point, for fear that someone would accuse her of bullying children. She didn't expect that Bianca would come to her without knowing her own limitations.

This is not her good niece, Theresa will not spoil her.

She wanted to push Bianca away, but Bianca gritted her teeth and actually bumped into him because she found that the doctor didn't seem to understand the game. Compared to the referee, he was more like a ruthless scoreboard.

Theresa didn't expect Bianca to hit her directly, but she reacted and realized that with her speed she could easily dodge it, but she didn't do that, and instead pretended to be with Bianca.

"Eh?!"

Theresa showed a look of surprise. Bianca was knocked back several steps and stumbled. It was obvious that Bianca's physical fitness was not as good as Theresa's, but Theresa didn't expect her to be so tough. But what did it matter? She still couldn't stop the principal...

Theresa suddenly realized that the ball under her feet had just been kicked to her teammate by Bianca.

Really.

Theresa turned around and wanted to chase, but Bianca's figure blocked Theresa again, blocking Theresa's path with her body.

The two collided again, and Bianca still retreated farther than Theresa, but because Theresa was stopped in her defense, Bianca's teammate took the ball and shot into the goal.

Theresa's players didn't defend much, and it wasn't known whether it was intentional or if they really didn't react.

"We scored a goal."

Bianca smiled at Theresa, and Theresa didn't know why she was so happy about the goal. The score difference was so big, and it wasn't her goal.

But what made Theresa uncomfortable was that Bianca stuck to her like a dog-skin plaster, using various methods to stop her, so that she could not perform as well as before. Theresa did not cry out for fouls, because she did not understand football. She had been playing with her own speed and strength, and now she was being defended by Bianca alone and had no idea how to break through.

And in this situation, the game gradually came to an end.

15 to 8, it was undoubtedly a big victory for Theresa's team. When the whistle blew, Bianca, who was in a mess, finally fell to the ground. She only felt sore all over, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.

"What are you happy about?"

Theresa, who was also in a mess, frowned and asked.

Bianca didn't answer her, but looked up at the girl who looked about the same age as her. The latter was really amazing, arguably the most amazing person she had ever met.

"Next time I'll beat you with a goal."

However, Bianca wanted to defeat Theresa head-on more, and thinking of this, her originally exhausted body began to gain some strength again.

Bianca is also a stubborn person who never gives up.

"There won't be a next time."

But Theresa, who was regarded as an opponent by Bianca, said indifferently that she didn't like playing football. It was hot and tiring, and her nun's uniform was dirty. But it was worth her effort to get the wish ticket from her grandfather.

As Otto walked towards them, Theresa patted the hem of her nun's dress and was about to talk to her grandfather.

However, Otto did not speak to her. Seeing Theresa's surprised expression, he passed by her and then squatted down beside Bianca.

He reached out and gently touched Bianca's head.

"Bianca, well done."

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PS: Good night.

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Chapter 132 The Taste of Cecilia.

Theresa was a little dissatisfied because in her eyes, she was obviously the winner, but her grandfather was the first to care about this yellow-haired girl.

Seeing this scene, Theresa felt a strange feeling in her heart.

"Can you still stand up?"

Otto smiled and stretched out his hand. Bianca held his hand and was slowly pulled up by Otto. When she saw Otto's gentle expression, Bianca felt that the pain in her body seemed to be relieved a lot.

"……I lost."

Bianca said with regret that although she could accept the failure, it did not mean that she didn't feel sad.

"Then just win it back next time."

Otto smiled and said, "Anyway, you performed very well."

This was not a false statement. When Bianca faced Theresa again and again, knowing that what she did could only slightly block Theresa, Bianca still stood up firmly every time, making Otto outside the field feel her firm will.

My blood is boiling a little.