Seven Sins System Chapter 757. Zero Teamwork
Seven Sins System Chapter 757. Zero Teamwork
Unfortunately.
Barry had somehow managed to spin himself in a circle during his last spear combo and faceplant into the dirt like a dying fish.
Ion kept forgetting this was a team training session and not a solo stealth trial.
Darren was still trying to “accidentally” shoot near Evie for reasons that probably deserved arrest.
Claire was two seconds away from throwing her rapier like a javelin at someone’s face.
And Evie?
Evie had built a tiny tornado around herself again just to stop Darren’s arrows.
I pinched the bridge of my nose.
They weren’t hopeless. Just… mess up.
Like newborn wolves with expensive gear and zero discipline.
“Focus,” I said, sharp enough to cut through the banter. “And fix your teamwork. Now.”
They paused for about two seconds. Looked at each other. Nodded like they understood.
And then immediately started arguing again.
Ion darted forward with his daggers. “I’ll go for the front. You two cover me.”
Barry narrowed his eyes. “You aren’t tanks!”
“I’m the fastest,” Ion shot back.
“That’s not the point!” Barry huffed. “Claire’s the leader!”
Claire raised a brow. “Thanks for remembering.”
“I mean— yeah— but you just keep yelling at us and doing your own thing!”
“I have to yell,” Claire snapped. “If I don’t, you’d run headfirst into an ogre’s crotch.”
“I only did that once,” Barry shouted.
Darren let another arrow fly lazily into the target dummy. It missed the bullseye by a solid foot. “You all are too loud,” he muttered. “Evie, can you like, wind-blast Barry’s mouth shut for a bit?”
Evie cracked her knuckles. “Oh, now you’re ordering me?”
Barry yelped and ducked behind one of the practice pillars. “No elemental attacks outside designated zones!”
“Shut up, Barry! I’m the elemental mage,” she said dryly. “I am the designated zone.”
I groaned. Loudly this time. “You guys…”
They all froze.
I exhaled through my nose, looked down at the grass, then back up. Sun still warm. Sky still blue. But I felt the shift. I needed to do something before I got arrested for throwing a student into a tree.
“Alright,” I said, voice flat. “Let’s fix this.”
I raised my hand and pressed my thumb against the side of my ring. The mentor ring. The one I wore during this kind of special training or in battlefield with students.
The metal glowed faintly under the pressure. It clicked once, then released a soft pulse.
A second later, a system window flashed across all our vision like a translucent veil.
[Mock Battle Sequence Initiated]
Their targets appeared above their heads. Floating, glowing rings of blue light, visible to everyone. A digital value hovered above each ring.
[100% HP]
Mine?
Red.
Dark red.
[100% HP]
Barry blinked. “Wait—uh…”
I walked toward the center of the training field. Calm. Steady. No magic aura. Just that slow shift of presence. The kind that turned silence into something tense.
[Target assigned.]
I pulled a short dagger from my belt. Just a standard emergency blade. One I kept for field medics. It wasn’t even enchanted. Basic steel.
My white coat flared a little behind me as I moved. Just the wind. But it looked like more. Like I was dragging something darker through the air.
Claire stepped forward, voice a little higher than usual. “Doc…”
Evie looked pale. “Uh oh.”
Barry dropped to his knees like someone just told him his P*rnVid premium expired.
“No… please… I still want to live.”
Ion frowned. “Wait, wait… you’re the target?”
I smirked.
“Yes.”
They stared.
“If you can reduce my target to zero,” I said calmly, “I’ll end the training session.”
Ion squinted. “But you’ve got healing skills—”
“I won’t use them.”
Darren slung his bow over his shoulder with a grin. “Really? Then this’ll be a piece of cake.”
I looked at him and laughed once. Just once.
Low. Sharp.
“I wouldn’t say that, Darren.”
He flinched.
The system chimed again.
[Timer begins in 30 seconds]
Barry scrambled to his feet. “Claire, call a plan, call something!”
Claire’s eyes were darting from my stance to the dagger in my hand. “He’s not moving…”
“No,” Evie said, “he doesn’t need to move.”
Ion flipped his daggers nervously. “Should we aim for the target or aim for, like… not dying?”
“Both,” Claire snapped. “Spread out. Use formation C.”
Darren frowned. “We don’t have a formation C.”
“Then make one!”
[Timer begins in 5 seconds]
Barry gripped his spear. Hands shaking.
Darren nocked an arrow.
Evie took a stance, her feet glowing faintly.
Ion disappeared in a flicker.
Claire exhaled and whispered, “Go.”
[Battle Start]
I didn’t move.
They did.
Barry lunged first, full tilt, trying to take advantage of his longer range. His spear spun with decent form this time. He was aiming for the target.
I let him get close.
Then stepped to the side.
No teleport. No tricks.
Just a sidestep.
His spear missed. My hand snapped forward. I grabbed the shaft near his hands and yanked, hard. Barry tumbled forward, face-first, again.
Ion came in from the side. Fast. Sharp. Precise.
I turned just as his daggers reached the target.
And blocked them.
With the dagger hilt.
I twisted, deflected, and kicked him in the stomach. Not hard enough to break anything. Just enough to send him flying.
Evie launched a fire burst at my feet.
I disappeared.
Not literally.
Just moved. Fast.
She gasped. “How?!”
“Wind tells you where I’m coming from,” I said from behind her.
She turned and Claire intercepted my strike with her rapier.
The blades clashed.
Her eyes were locked on mine. Wide. Focused. “That was teleport,” she hissed.
“No,” I said, pushing her back. “That was footwork.”
Darren’s arrow hit my shoulder.
Or it should have.
I tilted my head.
The arrow missed.
He groaned. “Seriously?!”
I turned and stared directly at him. Smiled.
He panicked and tried to draw another.
I was already gone.
When I appeared behind him, I tapped the back of his neck with the flat of my dagger.
He froze.
“Tag,” I said.
Evie tried to freeze my legs.
Ion aimed for my back.
Barry rolled into a bush.
Claire regrouped.
And me?
I stood in the middle of chaos.
Heart steady.
Smile wide.
“Come on,” I said. “You wanted teamwork.”