[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-this-life-i-will-be-the-protagonist":3,"chapter-this-life-i-will-be-the-protagonist-this-life-i-will-be-the-protagonist-chapter-815":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","This Life, I Will Be the Protagonist",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1532422,1991,"Chapter 815: Divine Game- Card Swap 64","this-life-i-will-be-the-protagonist-chapter-815",815,"\u003Cp>The solo match rankings were based on kill count, but the top of the screen also displayed how many hints each contestant had gathered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Less than a minute after the game began—right when Rita blew up the bar—her name shot to the front of the leaderboard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Moonlight Marsh, Rita | Kills: 251; Hints: 3]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her screen also displayed the hints she’d collected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second place was Pine Bloom from Puppy Ranch, with 2 kills and 0 hints.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though Rita was currently in first place, Mistblade, Maple Syrup, and Fat Goose—watching from the stands and snacking—didn’t cheer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were too busy sharing their treats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black cat sitting next to Maple Syrup asked, \"Why aren’t you excited? Moonlight Marsh is in first place!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mistblade shook her head, speaking like a seasoned veteran. \"It’s just starting. No rush.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maple Syrup nodded. \"Save your energy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fat Goose glanced sideways at the blood elf next to her. The elf hadn’t brought her bow today, but there was a gun at her hip. Fat Goose quietly shuffled away and stayed silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few minutes later, when Rita was being sent flying through the air, all three stopped chewing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She’s flying pretty high.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good thing we didn’t get worked up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Moonlight Marsh still has seven revive slots. Dying now is fine. No panic.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Exactly. No panic.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Wait, what is she even doing?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No idea.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Wait!! I have something to say!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita shouted as the Death Eater’s hand moved without pause. Before she could finish, she was airborne again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least this time her trajectory was identical to before—the walls she’d smashed through were already gone—so she didn’t lose any HP.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Problem was, she couldn’t control her body mid-flight, which meant she couldn’t run even if she wanted to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From her shopping cart view, she could see the skill responsible: [Telekinetic Control], SSS rank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two copies of it, in fact—not bad as a haul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her plan was simple: as soon as she hit the ground and regained control, she’d use [Absolute Freedom] to escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the white bear was already waiting in the courtyard. It took a few light steps back to find the landing point, then planted a paw squarely on her backside and kicked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Amusing~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita, still airborne: \"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So everything she’d said during time-stop had been heard after all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the Death Eater’s skill had locked her in place, then the bear’s method was pure technique—similar to GodDraw77’s—forcing loss of bodily control at the instant of impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d been studying that style with GodDraw77 for a while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>GodDraw77’s method was to hammer an opponent’s joints, then launch them spinning at high speed, completely robbing them of control—like a fly caught in a web.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That kind of force was hard to counter. Without [Mystic Force], she’d have been one-shot in class long ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d always thought her inability to replicate it came from a lack of raw strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, she wasn’t so sure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The white bear’s throws and kicks weren’t particularly strong. With her strength over 300, Rita could match the power easily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet she still couldn’t break free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Landing again, she stayed prone, waiting for the Death Eater to send her back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When nothing happened after a few seconds, she had to look up. \"Why aren’t you hitting me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Death Eater spoke for the first time, their voice rich and expensive, like Scarlett’s Harman Kardon speaker. \"You want me to send you back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She caught the unspoken meaning: You want it, so I won’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Petty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita immediately pulled out her snowman and rewound her state to one minute earlier, back to 1% HP.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without wasting time arguing, she scrambled up, took a running start, and hurled herself through the wall-holes back toward the bear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Death Eater just sat there, watching her get launched over and over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes she’d lie on the ground, chin propped in thought. Sometimes she’d roll over and stare at the sky. Sometimes she’d dash off the instant she landed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After more than a dozen cycles, the Death Eater finally asked, \"What did you say to that bear to make it keep sending you back?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita answered, \"I told it I’m keeping score for you. You’ve missed seventeen shots already. It’s 17–0 now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Drummer.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita was already dusting herself off and heading back again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What is she even doing?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though she’d lost first place, much of the audience still watched her. She was clearly pursuing some goal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Does she have a skill for this? Maybe taking hits gives her intel or stats?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ugh, can’t she do something useful? She’s throwing away her lead!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Didn’t the forums say she had time-stop? Maybe when she uses it again, she’ll shoot back up the ranks.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Time-stop’s unfair to the other students...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"By that logic, Pine Bloom’s skill to copy other divine gifts, Windrush’s self-slowed time, and Mojie’s ability to erase six hours of someone’s progress are all unfair. Might as well not play.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Exactly. I heard a second-year even has theft, stealing other players’ stats.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Disgraceful.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s your Twilight Library second-year, Crab.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A prodigy!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bear asked her too. Just as Rita was about to land, it called out, \"Don’t you have your own business to handle?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course I do. I’m on my way now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she spoke, she twisted midair, one wing bone bending forward to meet the bear’s paw head-on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the tip of the bone, a magic sigil identical to the one on the bear’s paw—\"∝\"—flared into view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A burst of liquor mist exploded, tracing the lines of the sigil into the bear’s body. In an instant, that arm wobbled as if its owner had downed a barrel of strong drink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lightchaser had always preferred to give her notes instead of scrolls when teaching skills, telling her to practice and discover the details herself. Only a few times had she handed over actual skill books.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rita had grumbled about it plenty in her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why not just give her the scrolls? The library even had tools to safely distill skills into scroll form—Lightchaser surely had access to them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she could learn instantly, she could put all her time into combat drills and be way stronger by now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she’d never voiced it. She always told herself Lightchaser was that strong for a reason, and must have a good one for teaching this way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And just now, after being batted around the Old District, analyzing the bear’s combat technique over and over—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d finally found the answer.\u003C\u002Fp>",1085,"2026-06-06T06:15:17.769Z",1,"novelbin.me","d173cbfb928e8b9f4145351506bc926bfff4516de61f818bb1fadf1ed7b56b84","this-life-i-will-be-the-protagonist-chapter-816","this-life-i-will-be-the-protagonist-chapter-814",1404,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthis-life-i-will-be-the-protagonist-cover.jpg"]