Chapter 349 As Long as Winston Agrees
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Jean froze for a second when she heard that. The fact that she was Wingflare–only the knew that.
And she had no intention of exposing her secret identity just yet. She quickly shook her head and denied it. “Me? There’s no way I could play something that complicated. I’ve just seen my brother play before.”
Daiton lowered his eyes and suddenly let out a sigh. “But your brother probably wouldn’t agree to let me join.”
“You guys mortal enemies or something?” Jean frowned, confusion flashing in her eyes. “You can’t even play a game together?”
That made Dalton laugh.
A lazy grin tugged at the corners of his mouth. “Not exactly. If I had to explain it…”
His eyes darkened slightly. “I’d say it’s more like a one–sided thing–he just hates me.”
Jean couldn’t help nodding in agreement. True!
It was obvious to anyone. Winston got way more tense and angry whenever Dalton was around.
Meanwhile, Dalton always stayed calm–never showed any real hostility toward Winston. So why did Winston hate Dalton so much?
Neither of them seemed eager to explain. Could it be some kind of awkward, unspeakable drama?
“When it comes to teaming up, I’m not against the idea,” Dalton said slowly, lips parting slightly. “As long as your brother agrees, nothing else is a problem.”
As long as Winston agrees…
Jean’s eyes shifted; then she gave a silent little nod to herself. Guess I gotta handle this myself!
After saying goodbye to Dalton, Jean rushed straight home..
She fired up her computer, logged into the game, and started spamming messages to Winston-
Wingflare texted: “You there? I need to talk to you. It’s important.”
About thirty seconds later, Winston replied.
Deadmark texted: “Go ahead. I’m online.”
Jean immediately started typing-
Wingflare replied: “You still haven’t found the last teammate, right?”
Deadmark replied: “No.”
Wingflare replied: “I’ve got a solid candidate I wanna recommend.”
Deadmark asked: “Who?”
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Chapter 349 As Long as Winston Agrees
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Jean quickly sent over a screenshot of Dalton’s profile. It included his username, game stats, rank- everything that mattered.
She’d asked Dalton for it specifically before leaving the bakery that afternoon.
Dalton’s in–game name was “Veilthorn“. His rank was average- -not a top–tier name in the game.
But Jean figured that was only because he hadn’t played much. That was the only reason his rank hadn’t climbed higher.
His win rate, though, was impressive. Few games played, but a high percentage of victories.
If he put in more hours, she was sure he’d stand out in the community.
Winston messaged back quickly.
Deadmark asked: “Do you know who he is in real life?”
Wingflare replied: “You really care who’s behind the avatar? Isn’t their gameplay the important part? Plenty of people don’t wanna reveal their real–life identity.”
Unless she absolutely had to, Jean didn’t want to expose that it was Dalton.
If she could bluff her way through this, then she would.
Wingflare replied: “I’ve tested him out for you. He’s genuinely a good fit. By the way, you’ve never even asked who I am, haha.”
It took Winston about thirty seconds to reply.
Deadmark replied: “That’s because you’re a player I trust. Who you are doesn’t matter anymore. But with new teammates, we’ll need to train, chat over mic. I care a lot about how people are in real life.”
So that’s how it is… Jean gave a thoughtful nod.
Wait-
Her face suddenly shifted, eyes going wide. Voice chat? That meant my voice…
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