Chapter 97

Julian made an overseas call. "Get the entire team online for 'Legends of Glory' with my sister right now."

Then he handed Evelyn a perfectly crafted cocktail. "Give it a minute. They'll log in soon."

Evelyn curled up in her gaming chair, sipping her drink lazily.

Across the ocean in Galloria, dawn hadn't even broken.

Patrick Sullivan, manager of the EDF Esports Club, jolted awake from the call.

He sprinted down the hallway, banging on his players' doors like a madman.

Within three minutes, bleary-eyed team members shuffled out wrapped in blankets, yawning.

"Patrick, it's 3 AM! Since when do we do midnight training sessions?"

Rubbing his tired eyes, Patrick forced himself alert.

"Listen up! The boss just called."

That instantly woke everyone up.

Their mysterious benefactor poured 300 million into their team quarterly, with massive bonuses for tournament wins.

After EDF's recent global championship victory, he'd rewarded them with a staggering billion-dollar bonus.

The money hit harder than the trophy ever could.

"Thirty seconds to log in! We're helping the boss's sister crush some noobs tonight!"

Players scrambled to their stations like their lives depended on it.

Once ready, Patrick called Julian back. The singer replied casually, "Just make sure they prioritize my sister's gaming experience."

"Absolutely."

After hanging up, Julian told Evelyn to log in.

The match began with four elite players strategically positioning themselves around Evelyn.

In fifteen brutal minutes, Evelyn landed the final blow, annihilating the enemy base before they could counterattack.

The opposing team erupted in chat.

"What the hell? Who ARE you people?"

"We've dominated regional leagues for years! This is humiliating!"

"Delete that! You're making it worse!"

Too lazy to type, Evelyn activated her mic with a smirk. "Payback's sweet. You shouldn't have targeted me last game."

"It IS 'The Dragon is Mine'! I knew she was a girl!"

"Why's there a weak link among these pros?"

Evelyn scoffed. "So what if I'm weak? My teammates carry just fine!"

Her pro teammates stayed silent. World champions stomping amateurs? Beyond embarrassing.

Then they noticed their accounts.

In their sleepy haste, they'd forgotten to switch from their official championship IDs.

The enemy team caught on fast.

"Wait...are those EDF's actual player IDs?"

"Holy shit! It's the whole championship roster!"

"Someone pinch me! Am I dreaming?"

The chat exploded into chaos, voices screaming through headsets.

Evelyn winced at the noise. "Thanks guys," she told her four champions before logging off.

They disconnected like their reputations depended on it.

Just then, their phones chimed with transfer notifications: $100 million deposited per account.

Tearing off headsets, they cheered. Best payday ever for bullying amateurs!

Meanwhile, other EDF members clamored for their turn.

"When's the boss's sister playing again?"

"One game and she's done?!"

"$100M for fifteen minutes? Sign me up!"

That night birthed Legends of Glory's most enduring mystery - 'The Dragon is Mine' and her team of champion bodyguards.

At every tournament thereafter, reporters hounded EDF about the mysterious girl. But the players kept their lips sealed tighter than vaults.