Where fate falls ~ Trust him

8

The next round of the European Championship was coming up.

The team was preparing for the fight and was training. They were in the exercise room and the three friends were standing on the treadmill. Valt grinned like an idiot. "Why are you looking like this? You're starting to scare me..." "I think it's because of the last battle against Daigo" "Can you blame me? The battle was so cool!" Valt increased the speed of the treadmill. "Nothing stops me!" Five seconds later he was on the floor. "Yep, that's going to bruise." Valt rubbed his butt. "That didn't go as planned." The blue-haired stood up. "Silas?" The green-haired fell into his field of vision. Silas stood a little apart from the group and looked thoughtful. "Hey, everything alright? You look so serious... Shouldn't you be working out instead of just standing in the corner?" "Mind your own business" "Bro!" Kit ran into the room. "Look! The Royals have a secret weapon" The Royals were the Spanish team's next opponents. Kit showed Valt the data displayed on the tablet. "His name is Ghasem Madal" "Wow...He looks pretty intense" Honcho and Algería approached the two and also looked at the screen. "Hmmm...yeah...looks tough" "I know best" Silas took the tablet from Kit's hand and looked at it. Silas looked a little tense. "Do you know him?" "No, I've never seen him." Silas pushed the tablet back into Kit's hands.

"What is all this about?" Trad came into the room. "You are here to train, not to gossip. The result of this battle will decide whether we get to the World Cup or not! It's our only and last chance, so we can't lose!" The pressure was much greater this time than the previous times. This time it was really all or nothing. "Valt Aoi. You have been chosen to be captain." Valt was surprised, as was everyone else. "Who me?" "It wasn't my decision" "Then it was Kris's" "This battle is extremely important so take it seriously" "Yes sir! You can count on me" "About time they took you seriously" " Do you really think we can win with that one on the front line?" "The owner made the decision. My personal opinion is not relevant" "But the situation is serious! We are up against someone with little information." Silas' behavior was quite strange. "Are you sure you don't know him?" "Huh" "Is that a 'yes'?" Silas said nothing about it. "Tell me" "Can you leave that?! The only thing I'm saying is that we only have one chance to get in the World Cup and that's if I'm the captain" "You think...I'm not capable of it?" "It's more about the fact that our opponents can't take us seriously" Silas' words had offended Valt. "Well luckily I'm in the team and I can take care of that quickly" Silas left. Valt's mood changed in a matter of seconds. "WAIT!" He ran after the other. "I'LL BE THE BEST CAPTAIN YOU'VE EVER SEEN!"

The next day it was time. Their battle against the Royals was on. The Spanish team consisted of captain Valt Aoi, Rantaro Kiyama, Silas Karlisle and Algería Warau. Algería and Honcho didn't know what Valt found out the night before. With this information, he sent Silas into battle against Gashem Madal. His bey Maximus Garuda was a very exceptional bey and an Stamina type. In general, Gashem was rather extraordinary...Especially when he took off his shoes. He was good at kickboxing, but how did that help him? "First battle. Ready? On your marks" "3,2,1 Let it rip" While Garuda landed pretty perfectly and immediately picked up speed, Silas seemed to have screwed up his start a little, but Satomb recovered pretty quickly. And the attacks began. Satomb's attacks were without mercy. He managed to keep Garuda at bay. Then, when Satomb shot Garuda against the rim and it flew up, the counterattack came. Garuda flew back towards the arena at high speed, landing directly on Satomb, which shattered. "Maximus Garuda with a Burst Finish. One point goes to the Royals"

"That came as a surprise..." "That was crazy..." Silas came off the stage. He was, well... not exactly pleased. "Everything okay?" He looked at the three before sitting down on the bench without saying a word. "Losing isn't bad. We can still win the battle" "Yeah, I'll win this thing" "Why you? I want to go next" "No way! I have the best strategy" Valt and Honcho started to argue once again. "Stop the nonsense!" Silas was quite annoyed by the two. "Decide with rock, paper, scissors" "Good idea" The two started the game and almost always had the same character. "Can you idiots stop that?! This is unbearable!" Valt looked at Silas and while he was still standing there with scissors, Honcho continued and lost with paper. "I did it" Valt took his launcher and scanned it.