Twisted Wonderland - Beanfest: Bean or Be Beaned

Chapter 9: Now Kneel

After the games begin, at the Coliseum...

Vil is looking around as he says in thought, "This is my starting point—right in sight of the coliseum where the magic harp lies. But going in alone without any equipment is hardly much of a plan. There's also safety in numbers in the event of a pincer maneuver or surprise attack. Thus, my first priority will be to get a few teammates to join me.

Soon, one of the farmers notices Vil, "Ooh, lucky us! We're starting right in spitting distance of the coliseum."

A second farmer says, "Wow, you're right. We could probably grab the harp early if we make a beeline for it right out the gate."

The first farmer says, "Good call! Let's show 'em the savanna run we've been working on at our morning Spelldrive practice."

But Vil notices them and says, "Don't. Unless you WANT to be eliminated within seconds of the start signal."

"Huh?" The Farmer reacts.

Then Vil says, "You're farmers, are you not? If I were a monster, the first thing I would do is secure the coliseum's defenses and ensure the magic harp stays safe and sound. This is an asymmetrical game—the farmer team is intentionally designed to outnumber the monster team. If you really want to seize the initiative, your first step should be forming a group."

"Hah! You just want to buddy up with us for extra protection," The second farmer mocks.

The first Farmer says, "Figures. Pomefiore's full of wimps who couldn't handle themselves in a real physical contest."

Vil remains silent.

Then the second Farmer says, "Even a fancy-schmancy housewarden wouldn't last five seconds if he got surrounded by monsters."

"Why don't you find a tree to cower behind and stay there, 'Your Majesty'?" the first Farmer says in a mocking tone.

"For goodness' sake... Your handler is utterly incompetent. The least he could do is train you puppies not to bark without good reason," Vil says.

The two Farmers exclaim, "What?!"

Vil sternly says, "If you're this lacking in basic manners, then I'll give you a Pomefiore lesson in how to 'lie down.' You are in the presence of royalty. Now KNEEL."