The duel was over.
Gekko, who had been relentlessly battered by his monsters, staggered backward. As his Life Points hit zero, he dropped to one knee, staying down for a long time.
Head lowered, he looked utterly defeated.
Misawa and Alexis also wore complicated expressions. They glanced at Kira, then back at Gekko, not sure what to say. freēwebnovel.com
Kira had won—again.
And it seemed like Kira’s strange, new strategies had multiplied once more.
Looking at Gekko, who hadn’t gotten up for a while, they even began to worry: after today, would a legendary duelist lose his dreams?
Is there no one left who can stop the path of Kira?
Alexis subconsciously placed a hand on her deck, thinking of her latest card, "Cyber Angel - Natasha," created under Kira’s guidance.
She suddenly felt there was something oddly familiar in Kira’s tactics today.
If there wasn’t a bit of Kira’s personal, unique quirks mixed in, she wouldn’t believe it.
At that moment, a voice called out from the direction of the Industrial Illusion Corp HQ.
"I told you so."
Everyone looked toward the voice—standing at the door was another Gekko, almost like a perfect copy. If they weren’t side by side, you’d never tell them apart.
No need to explain, this was naturally Tenma Yako, Geko’s younger brother.
Gekko stood up and looked at his brother. "Yako."
"I said he was strong. Brother, you probably weren’t his match either." Yako smiled, hands behind his back. "Of course, I know even if I said so, you’d still have to try for yourself."
Gekko shrugged silently.
He turned to Kira, seeming to have steadied himself, then smiled lightly. "It was a good duel. I learned a lot."
What else could he say? "You’re playing the game wrong?"
But the cards Kira used were all their father’s.
"Not at all, I’m the one who learned a lot."
Kira smiled, shaking his hand again.
Yako also greeted him. "It hasn’t been long since we last met, but you seem even stronger now. You’ve already mastered the power of the Ritual Fiend so quickly..."
No, he even felt that was an understatement.
Because in Kira’s hands, the Ritual Fiend seemed even smoother than when Pegasus used it. Of course, maybe that’s because Pegasus has retired and rarely duels now.
"I lost," Gekko said, glancing at Yako.
"You were right. Dueling Kira does feel... special."
He looked at Kira.
"Now that I think about it, maybe you’re a perfect duelist."
Kira raised an eyebrow.
"Years ago, Mr. Pegasus evaluated me the same way. But that was a long time ago, back when I was still learning to duel."
A look of nostalgia appeared on Gekko’s face.
"Yako and I were both orphans adopted by Mr. Pegasus. He took in many kids like us, training us to be his successors.
At that time, I was one of the first to stand out, showing extraordinary dueling talent, far ahead of the other kids.
But after Pegasus came to see one of my duels in person, he gave me such an evaluation."
He turned to Kira, speaking seriously.
"Your dueling is almost perfect. Every move from the first card is a meticulous calculation leading to victory, like a master chess player."
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