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They are waiting.

We await the victor's declaration, the herald of dawn.

"I guess that's a relief, right?"

The moment Roland took off his headphones, he felt a calmness he had never experienced before. As a torchbearer, he had done his best in almost everything he could. He had fulfilled the expectations of his predecessors, regardless of whether he was the one being expected of them.

He has fulfilled his long-cherished wish, and from now on, he only needs to strive for the long-cherished wishes of others.

In that instant, he seemed to have achieved transcendence.

"An internal battle in the finals, to be honest, I definitely didn't expect it to turn out like this before the World Championship." JKL took off his headphones, gave a high-five to the players on either side of him, and then stood up and stretched comfortably.

In the case of civil war, there are no taboos.

Whether they win or lose in the upcoming finals, they have already gained a lot of attention and popularity. Even Ha Huang and Da Huang, who were previously less popular, are now gradually entering the ranks of well-known players. This is the result of their achievements and the impact of their breakthroughs.

"So, the final battle really turned into the Xuanwu Gate Incident? The Second Prince and the Third Prince are competing for the throne?"

"You could think that way."

The pressure of the past few days dissipated, and even Harper was tempted to agree to his teammates' joke. He still remembered how miserable he was when he was preparing to retire and go back to school, but a man had drawn him in with the promise of the future. Looking back, that seemingly empty talk had quietly become a reality.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Roland in the crowd.

He just stood there smiling faintly, so quiet it didn't seem like him, but everyone understood that without him, they might not have been able to get this far.

The stage for the semi-finals needed to be set up. Even though it wasn't the finals, the LPL officials felt that a special ceremony was needed to enhance the event, even if that ceremony wasn't recognized by audiences worldwide.

Numerous staff members began to enter the venue, and scene facilities were set up one after another.

Taking advantage of this break, the group returned to the area below the stadium. As soon as Roland, who had escaped the camera's view, reached for his phone, he discovered that it had turned into some kind of large "electric toy" because it kept vibrating.

Of course, it wasn't just him; most others were the same.

"Congratulations! From the moment you won this BO5, your names will be etched in the history of the LPL." White Crescent greeted them with a joyful expression, like an old father welcoming his children home from school.

Not only them, but the victory in this round will also ensure that his name, White Crescent, is recorded in history.

Before this, LPL viewers only recognized Redmi, and almost all other coaches were considered a level below him.

Although in terms of overall strength, he really doesn't have the confidence to say that he can rival Redmi or anything like that, but that's not important. As long as he can produce results, that's enough.

In esports, the uncrowned king is not the true king. Just like arguing with the brainless fans of those players on Tieba, you can easily crush them with a single sentence like "XX is some kind of champion". This shows the difference between the true king and the former king.

However, the stage was quickly set up. Since it was a temporary venue, many things were improvised, but the significance was the main focus.

"Go."

"Ok?"

"After thinking about it, I think it's most suitable for you to do the post-match interview for the semi-finals. As for the finals, let's compete for them again." Without giving Roland any chance to hesitate, the group smiled and gently pushed Roland toward the female host who came to recruit him. They had no regrets about this opportunity to greatly increase their popularity. Seeing this, Roland didn't hesitate. He just nodded to them and took the microphone from the female host.

Even though there was no one in the audience, he still had a lot to say to everyone. But when he held the microphone in his hand, many of the words etched in his mind suddenly disappeared, leaving him speechless for a moment.

Fortunately, this was also LPL's home ground, and everyone on and off the screen understood his complex situation. Apart from a few teasing comments, they just quietly waited and watched.

"Although I feel that saying this might be a bit pretentious, I am still very grateful to my teammates for giving me this opportunity to speak. In fact, when I stood in this position, I actually had a lot to say to everyone, but as you can see, I am naturally shy and there are many things I can't say."

His self-deprecating remarks made many serious viewers burst into laughter.

But Roland continued:

"Once upon a time, someone guided me. He told me not to be afraid of any difficult road, because the road cannot be avoided, because someone always has to walk it. So he went alone and left behind a precious trace."

"Then I came, following in his footsteps, and then I walked out. The road seemed to be a little wider, but it wasn't enough. The road was still sparsely populated, and many directions were still untouched. So the road still needs the next him, the next me, and the next you."

"I want to say to those who aspire to this career: You will be worse off than me, but you will also be stronger. You will carve out a path for yourself in your own world, and you will continue to move forward even in confusion. Inherit my will, his will, or the will of others, and you will reap the rewards of your own life. Wherever you are, I hope you can sever ties with the past and find your future."

"It is I who will protect this honor, it is you, but in the end it will be you."

He never forgot that ray of light.

Now he has become firewood, trying to continue illuminating the way forward.

May glory belong to LPL!

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(The End)