From Arsenal to the Ball God

Old Krenke felt a bit embarrassed all of a sudden. He glanced at Wenger and found that the latter was smiling without speaking.

”Haha.....” He let out a dry laugh twice, choosing to let someone else have the moment, ”Then let’s have Philip, who has also worked hard this season, come forward.”

Philip nodded and stepped up, waiting by the camera.

”Here you go.” Hans brought up the trophy and handed it to Ma’el.

Ma’el lifted the trophy from both sides, grinning as he walked to Wenger’s side amid envious gazes.

Philip looked at the two of them and the championship trophy in their hands. His chest trembled slightly as he breathed. He lowered his head to adjust his emotions, and when he looked up again, his eyes were red.

”You waited, Wenger! The light you chased at the beginning of the season finally shines into your heart!

”Come on.....!

”Cheese.....!”

”Click!” Philip pressed the shutter hard with his index finger, as if not just to take a photo but to keep this moment forever in his heart.

”Clap clap clap.....!” Applause erupted as Hans and Little Krenke took the trophy, allowing the two in the spotlight to embrace tightly.

This was a great encounter, and they together passed through their first magnificent season!

”When the European Cup is over, you’ll see a different team. We will continue to fight together on many more fields!”

”After the European Cup, Mr. Wenger will see a different me..... Will you come to watch the European Cup?”

”Of course, for France team, I hope you can lead that team to success, I’ve been following you closely.”

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More than three hours later, as the night slowly fell, Arsenal’s players finally completed their victory parade, and the bus drove back into Emirates Stadium.

Everyone was very tired, but the smiles on their faces hadn’t faded. They knew that the final celebration was coming!

”Whoa whoa whoa...!”

”Boom boom boom...!”

Inside the stadium, after a dazzling and magnificent light show, all the spotlights focused on the entrance to the players’ tunnel.

The on-site DJ’s hoarse shout rang out, ”Let’s welcome the first player onto the field! Introducing him is hard, but I’ll choose to introduce him by listing his honors.

”Because, when you realize that he has achieved so much at the age of 18, you will have unlimited expectations for his future!”

”Ahaahh.....!!”

As soon as the age of 18 was mentioned, the fans waiting for the celebration at Emirates Stadium could no longer contain their emotions. Their cheers even temporarily drowned out the DJ’s voice.

”Let’s welcome! Premier League Champion! English League Cup Champion! Championship League Champion!

”Puskás Award winner, Golden Boy Award winner, top ten in Golden Ball Award voting!

”And Premier League Golden Boot, Championship Golden Boot, League Cup Golden Boot! Premier League Player of the Year, PFA Player of the Year, FWA Player of the Year, League Cup Final Best Player, Championship Mid-Season Player of the Year!

”Holder of 21 records—Leon... Ma’el.....!!”

”Swish... swish!” The white lights in the stadium flickered, suddenly turning into golden beams.

In all places illuminated, Ma’el, draped in the Arsenal team flag, ran out with a bright smile. He quickly threw himself forward, first doing an elegant cartwheel, followed by a graceful somersault.

This time, his leap was undoubtedly higher than ever before.

Upon landing and still riding the momentum, he kicked off the ground again, punching the air with his right fist. This time, he involuntarily shouted in his native language, ”Damn.....!!”

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This volume ends here. Of course, the unresolved plot points won’t be overlooked; they’ll be addressed in the next volume, so don’t worry, brothers.