This Life, I Will Be the Protagonist-Chapter 1239 Divine Game: Divine Instruction 53

"Hey."

Rita snapped out of her thoughts when Dawn Cicada jabbed her in the side with an elbow.

She turned with annoyance. "What?"

Cicada did not need to answer.

The moment Rita finished speaking, she realized she had already been teleported onto the clock arena battlefield.

Standing across from her was Lightchaser, idly tossing a dagger in the air while watching her.

"Do you need a little more time to finish spacing out?" Lightchaser asked politely.

If I said yes you would probably hang me up and whip me.

Rita quickly smiled, took hold of the sword given by the game, and said, "Teacher, I’m ready."

The glowing clock hand floating beside Lightchaser lit up. Its light illuminated the thin braid hanging behind her ear and the gray blue color of her eyes.

Lightchaser’s voice turned serious.

"Fight with everything you have."

Rita tossed the long sword aside. It clattered onto the arena floor.

Golden lightning and white vines reshaped themselves into two daggers in her hands.

"Teacher, you don’t mind if I defeat you using daggers, right?"

Lightchaser’s brows relaxed and she laughed softly. Then she vanished from her spot and blinked behind her student.

"You really know how to make people angry."

Clang.

Dagger met dagger.

Lightning and the magical dagger fragments exploded at the same time. Both lost one point of health. Lightchaser lost an additional point from reflected damage.

As long as it was a direct exchange where both sides could hurt each other, Rita feared no one now.

Even though every five attacks triggered the strange glowing clock near Lightchaser’s ear once, Rita still held the advantage.

Because she had Absurd Story, the skill that reflected damage perfectly.

"Back in Binast, whenever I dreamed about beating you, I’d wake up laughing. I never thought that day would come so soon."

"... "

"Sorry, Lightchaser. I forgot. That day already happened."

"... "

Cinders, watching from the stands, genuinely worried that Lightchaser might die from anger.

"Can you go annoy your other teachers instead?"

"To be honest, every one I could meet, I already annoyed."

"Sounds like a lot of touching stories happened when I wasn’t around."

"Don’t be jealous, Lightchaser. I won’t spare you either."

"...Disgusting."

Facing a skill that reflected damage perfectly did not leave Lightchaser helpless.

The glowing clock with only hands suddenly began spinning counterclockwise.

Rita noticed the change instantly. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

She was still watching carefully when her expression shifted.

Every skill she had used since the start of the match was suddenly sealed.

That naturally included Absurd Story.

This clock skill was ridiculously unfair.

She could not help asking, "Teacher, can this skill be taught?"

Lightchaser looked horrified.

"What? A pitiful elf like me still has the right to teach you skills?"

Her dagger slashed hard toward Rita’s vital point.

"When you defeated me on the ship earlier, didn’t you proudly announce that you had graduated?"

Rita froze.

...That had indeed happened.

After beating Lightchaser she had gotten so excited she shouted toward the sky, "I graduated!"

On the stands, Cinders covered her face with one hand.

Now she finally understood why Lightchaser had been so furious that day.

Apparently the elf had conveniently omitted the best part of the story.

Rita immediately burst into hearty laughter.

"Hahaha, how could that be, teacher? As long as it’s you, I’ll never graduate."

Lightchaser sneered.

"This pitiful elf won’t be fooled by you again. Prepare to die."

The clock resumed spinning clockwise, ticking steadily.

Rita stared.

"... "

The poor student was clearly terrified.

She decisively activated Wildfire Reignite.

She also set the second phase condition.

The opponent must use at least ten skills related to time, and she herself must be hit by the opponent’s divine talent word.

If the fight continued head on, she did not believe she would lose.

But she had overheard the conversation between Lightchaser and Cinders.

Lightchaser had her own divine talent word.

Combined with this strange clock ability, Rita did not want to lose because of carelessness.

And she was right to be cautious.

When the clock began spinning forward, Lightchaser’s speed increased dramatically, like someone had switched the world to five times speed.

The elf’s footwork triggered magical rings so quickly they looked like stage effects.

Rita was still struggling to keep up with the five times speed Lightchaser when the expanding magic rings had already shaved double digit health from her.

Rita immediately activated Unchanged Fate.

Lightchaser sensed the anomaly at once.

Her successful attacks no longer reduced Rita’s health.

The student’s entire state had been fixed in place.

The clock was already racing forward. Reversing it again to seal skills would cancel the previous seal.

But Lightchaser still had her divine talent word.

The elf stopped attacking.

A crown shaped shadow lit up between her brows.

But to the surprise of both Lightchaser and the fully prepared Rita, the glowing crown flickered once and faded immediately.

It failed?

This was not a real battle between enemies.

Compared to the Star Sea or Quiet Mountain, this felt more like a sparring match within the same camp.

And the opponent was Lightchaser.

Rita could not damage someone moving five times faster anyway.

So she simply stopped attacking and asked with concern, "Did something go wrong?"

Lightchaser stared at her student silently for several seconds before answering.

"My divine talent word no longer works."

A divine talent word that had already awakened could fail?

Rita thought of the word Lightchaser had mentioned earlier.

Missed.

"Missed."

A dagger spun lightly between Lightchaser’s fingers.

The elf looked at her student and spoke slowly.

"I awakened it once at the Land of Buried Bones."

"But I can’t awaken it now."

She had thought she still had not let go.

But returning to reality, returning to this moment, she realized something.

Reality had become so good it felt like the ending of a fairy tale.

The Lightchaser Moment had been written into the rewards of Divine Game.

GodDraw77 and the Moon Courier were both still by her side.

Those stories she once could not let go of had already become something from a long, long time ago.

The word Missed was too small.

It should not be the summary of her life.