CHAPTER 832 192.4 - ARCHERY PARTY ?

The murmurs of the gathered cadets barely registered in my mind as my gaze remained fixed on the stage. Lilia stood at the center, her posture poised, her crimson eyes burning with determination. But it was clear—painfully clear—that she had walked straight into Selene's trap.

I sighed inwardly, resisting the urge to shake my head. This is exactly what happened in the game.

Lilia had made a mistake, and for someone as cunning as she was, it was a frustratingly careless one. She knew her sister. She knew how Selene operated. And yet, she had let herself be provoked, letting Selene dictate the terms of the encounter while thinking she was the one in control.

Predictable.

Lilia's mistake wasn't in challenging Selene—it was in thinking that she was the one leading the game. She should have seen it coming the moment she made her move. The way Selene had smoothly pivoted the situation, deflecting the challenge onto Adrian while keeping herself perfectly untouchable, was textbook manipulation.

And now, here we are.

Adrian stood nearby, his smirk practically radiating satisfaction. He wasn't just the opponent—he was the executioner. Selene had played the role of the gracious benefactor, setting up the match, while Adrian was here to humiliate Lilia. If things played out like the game, this match would end badly for her.

Not because Lilia lacked skill. In terms of pure talent, she was undoubtedly one of the best cadets in this academy. But Adrian was a senior after all.

He was stronger, he was faster, and in terms of physicality he was better. That is a given and there is no need to make this any different.

But at the same time, there was also something else that Adrian possessed.

He was smarter in these situations.

This wasn't a competition of pure archery

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