Chapitre 139: Chapter 136 - King's Game (4)
Three young women and one young man sat in the trees, dressed in distinctive blue and gold outfits. Beauxbatons team captain Fleur Delacour looked over at her teammates: Sophie, Isabelle and Jean.
Fleur's eyes focused on the only male student on the team. He had his eyes closed, his hands on the log they were on.
"Are you sure you found the other team?" Unlike the soft and warm voice she had used with Asterion, her voice now was serious, calm, almost cold.
"Yes, I can hear their footsteps that way." Jean opened his eyes and pointed confidently south, but his gaze never fell on Fleur. The young man didn't want to be hypnotized by Fleur's charm in this competition.
"Get into formation and let's begin." Strengthening her legs with magical energy, Fleur's face turned cold. Without hesitation, she gathered strength in her legs and jumped onto the branch in front of her. The whole process was silent and graceful; no one would notice that someone was walking on the trees.
Fleur's team nodded and followed their captain, moving like ghosts without making a sound.
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Five kilometers away, Fleur's team was walking relatively fast, unaware that they were being pursued by students trained to be professional assassins.
"Let's stop. Walking without knowing where we are is foolish." One of the two male students, Matteo, spoke seriously. He felt that they were just wasting energy walking towards a relatively high hill.
"We need to reach higher ground to help us locate. Don't be a coward, Matteo." Valentina, one of the girls on the team, spoke, her voice not hiding the contempt she felt for her teammate.
Matteo ignored her tone. As the son of non-magical parents, he was used to scornful looks and insulting words, especially when he was better than the children of powerful families in Italy.
"Matteo is right, Valentina. Stop being stupid right now." The Italian team captain, Giovanni, spoke calmly, his tone unquestionable.
Valentina glared at the team captain, gritting her teeth but remaining silent. As the cousin of the Italian Prime Minister and the most powerful wizard on the team, Giovanni was a member of the famous Medici family, far more powerful than her Sforza family. Otherwise, with Valentina's explosive personality, she would have started a fight with Giovanni on the spot.
Suddenly, Giovanni's twin sister, Francesca, felt a great danger in her senses and raised her head in shock, shouting loudly. "There are enemies!"
After shouting, she quickly moved her body back and retreated. With incredible coordination with his twin sister, Giovanni also retreated almost immediately upon hearing Francesca's cry.
But the warning came too late; the other two were not as alert as Giovanni and Francesca and only managed to draw their wands before the attack came.
Fleur swooped straight down, her hair fluttering in the wind, and landed right between the members of the Italian team. A cold and deadly look flashed across her beautiful face as she unleashed her charm without any scruples.
The Italian team only saw her beautiful blonde hair before their eyes focused on Fleur's face. At that moment, their thoughts slowed to a single thought.
"How beautiful!"
Fleur flicked her wrist, and a red spell shot from the tip of her wand, hitting Valentina directly and sending the young girl flying backwards, crashing into a tree with great force. She let out a painful groan and felt her head spin from the impact.
At the same time, Fleur spun around and kicked Matteo with her magically energized leg, hitting him in the ribs. The sound of breaking bones echoed as the young man was thrown to the ground, clutching his ribs with a pained expression.
Before Fleur could continue her attack, a huge wave of water washed over her. Instead of retreating as expected, she brandished her wand as if it were a sword and made an imaginary cutting motion.
The wave of water split in half and spread out to the sides. At the same time, Fleur's body shot forward and almost immediately stood in front of Valentina, who had recovered from the previous surprise attack!
Boom!
Fleur's amplified punch hit Valentina's stomach hard. She spat out a large amount of saliva as she tried desperately to breathe.
"You filthy half-breed bitch!" Kneeling and holding her stomach, Valentina's pale face contorted with pain and humiliation, but her response was met with Fleur's leg. Blood and teeth flew from her mouth from the impact of the kick.
The last thing Valentina saw were Fleur's cold and indifferent blue eyes before darkness engulfed her consciousness.
Turning to look at the battlefield, Fleur saw her three teammates surrounding the Medici twins. Remembering that France once had a queen from the Medici family, a sarcastic smile curved her lips.
"I really enjoy beating such a noble family," Fleur muttered, gracefully approaching the battlefield with her blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail.
On a branch above her, a small bird was broadcasting the entire battle in real time.
"Fleur!!!"
"Fleur!!!"
"Fleur!!!"
The entire audience was mesmerized by Fleur's strength, beauty, and cruelty. Cheers for the young half-blood echoed throughout the stadium, shaking the place. They could almost see a Goddess of Assassination descending from the heavens to destroy her enemies.
If the crowd was cheering, the same could not be said for the Italian Minister of Magic.
Valentino Ricci's face was completely somber at that moment, his green eyes glancing briefly at the French Minister of Magic before settling on Beauxbatons Headmistress Olympe Maxime.
"You have trained your students masterfully, Headmistress," he said through clenched teeth.
The King's Game had started less than an hour ago, but two of the Italian team members were injured and one was unconscious. As he watched his cousins being increasingly cornered by the four members of the French team, he knew that it would be difficult to win this trial. This would greatly affect the final outcome of the International Tournament of Magic and Witchcraft!
"Thank you for the compliment, Minister Ricci. My students have been training hard for today," Olympe replied, elegantly opening her fan as a gentle breeze brushed her face. A broad smile formed on the half-giant woman's lips.
Olympe could already foresee a significant increase in enrollment next year due to Fleur's performance and the success of the French team. This filled her with extreme happiness, as she was almost certain that the French Supreme Court would allocate more funds to Beauxbatons next year.
Luis Delacour looked at his daughter and smiled with satisfaction. He had always taught his daughter to defend herself in this dangerous world. To see Fleur fight like Athena, the goddess of war and wisdom, brought immense satisfaction to his heart.
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