Chapter 661

Hearing the referee's words, the fans from Orient Country felt their hearts shatter. The match had been so difficult, so incredible. And yet, they were being handed a loss.

The fans wanted to protest, to argue, but the rules were the rules. Neverfall Navigators... had really lost.

"Who says Neverfall Navigators lost?"

Before the referee could finish his sentence, Juniper suddenly stood up, her cold gaze fixed on the center of the stage.

Her sudden interjection left both the referees and the Digital Sabers team stunned.

"Who says?" The Digital Sabers captain tilted his chin up, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "The regulations, written in black and white. Or is Neverfall Navigators planning to snatch the trophy right here on a live broadcast?"

"Why would I snatch something that's already ours?" Juniper shot back with a smirk. She stuffed her hands in her pockets and began walking toward the referees.

"Ms. Payne, what are you..." MystiCat, completely bewildered, hurried to follow her.

In an instant, every camera in the arena swiveled to follow Juniper's every move. No one knew what this unknown young woman was planning.

Online, viewers were already posting cynical comments: "Neverfall Navigators, such sore losers."

"Miss, according to the regulations, a non-professional player is not eligible to compete,” the referee repeated, worried Juniper might not have understood. "Therefore, Neverfall Navigators' results are invalid. Our judgment is fair and impartial. If you have any objections, please file an appeal with the committee."

The members of Digital Sabers were smiling, some even taking out their national flags, ready to enjoy the spectacle of Neverfall Navigators' humiliation.

"Of course a non-professional player would be against the rules," Juniper said, tuming to face Digital Sabers. spoke slowly, deliberately. "But am a professional player."

A professional player? Her words sent a shockwave through the entire venue. The people who came to watch the finals were almost all dedicated WKL eSports fans. They had never seen her on the big screen before. How could she be

professional? She must have

snapped from the pressure.

"Pfft-" Members of the Digital Sabers team burst out laughing, their eyes filled with contempt. "You're a professional player? From what country? Hey, Neverfall Navigators, do you guys know anything about this?"

No one from Neverfall Navigators said a word. Because they really didn't know. A professional player's record could be looked up instantly. What on earth was Ms. Payne trying to do?

“Miss, please do not interfere with the proceedings,” the referee warned, his face hardening. "Or we will be forced to call security."

They had already run a search of every professional player roster in the world. The name “Juniper” was nowhere to be found. Therefore, she was lying, just trying to stir up trouble.

"Ms. Payne, I know you want us to win, but..." MystiCat sighed, trying to persuade her to back down. "These are the rules of the game."

"My name on the professional roster isn't Juniper,” Juniper said, glancing at MystiCat with a faint smile. "Why don't you try searching for the name Demon?"

Who? Demon?

The name dropped like a bomb, plunging the entire arena into dead silence. Did they hear that right? Did Juniper just claim to be the legendary esports god, Demon?

That was a fantasy wilder than their craziest dreams. It was ridiculous!

"De-Demon?" MystiCat whirled around to stare at her, his eyes wide with shock, his tongue tied. "You're saying you're our team's captain, Demon?"

"Don't I look the part?" Juniper raised an eyebrow, her tone impossibly relaxed.