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Chapter 436. It’s a Case of Red Culture Export · Oct 28, 2026

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401 Chapter 401. How Is It Not a Championship? 2026-10-28
402 Chapter 402. I Have a Second Form Too! 2026-10-28
403 Chapter 403. Ultimate Individual Ability! 2026-10-28
404 Chapter 404. Messi, Your Celebration Is Really Useful 2026-10-28
405 Chapter 405. Isagi Yoichi’s Ability is Really Useful! 2026-10-28
406 Chapter 406. The Miracle of the Final Seconds of Stoppage Time 2026-10-28
407 Chapter 407. Winning the Copa del Rey! 2026-10-28
408 Chapter 408. Cristiano Ronaldo: The Advantage is Mine 2026-10-28
409 Chapter 409. Is This Meeting the Parents? 2026-10-28
410 Chapter 410. Decisive Battle at the Pinnacle of Europe 2026-10-28
411 Chapter 411. The Huge Shock of the Champions League Final 2026-10-28
412 Chapter 412. Peak Real Madrid! 2026-10-28
413 Chapter 413. Misfortune Never Comes Alone 2026-10-28
414 Chapter 414. The Counterattack Begins 2026-10-28
415 Chapter 415. Thunder Beast Descends 2026-10-28
416 Chapter 416. The Final’s Most Perfect Arc 2026-10-28
417 Chapter 417. The Century Connection with the Former Golden Boy, Torres! 2026-10-28
418 Chapter 418. The God-Tier Goal! 2026-10-28
419 Chapter 419. We Are the Champions! 2026-10-28
420 Chapter 420. The treble Celebration 2026-10-28
421 Chapter 421. Arriving in France, Preparing for the European Cup 2026-10-28
422 Chapter 422. Griezmann’s Worries 2026-10-28
423 Chapter 423. Something Seems Wrong with the European Cup 2026-10-28
424 Chapter 424. Exchanging Jerseys with the Great Ibrahimović 2026-10-28
425 Chapter 425. Isagi Yoichi’s New Skill Get! 2026-10-28
426 Chapter 426. Direct Strike Shoot! World-Class Volley! 2026-10-28
427 Chapter 427. The Most Magnificent Individual Performance at the European Cup 2026-10-28
428 Chapter 428. Advancing Like This? 2026-10-28
429 Chapter 429. Battle Against Defending Champion Spain 2026-10-28
430 Chapter 430. European Cup, Full Firepower! 2026-10-28
431 Chapter 431. The Maestro on the European Cup Pitch 2026-10-28
432 Chapter 432. Defeating Spain! 2026-10-28
433 Chapter 433. The German Panzer, From Prosperity to Decline Starting Today 2026-10-28
434 Chapter 434. European Cup Scoring Record! 2026-10-28
435 Chapter 435. Griezmann Can’t Smile 2026-10-28
436 Chapter 436. It’s a Case of Red Culture Export 2026-10-28
437 Chapter 437. Encountering a Crisis at the Start? 2026-10-28
438 Chapter 438. Another Godly Goal! 2026-10-28
439 Chapter 439. Goal Fest at the European Cup! 2026-10-28
440 Chapter 440. Ruling the European Pitch! 2026-10-28
441 Chapter 441. Mbappé Appears! 2026-10-28
442 Chapter 442. The Semi-Final That Shook the World! 2026-10-28
443 Chapter 443. The Eve of the Final 2026-10-28
444 Chapter 444. Cristiano Ronaldo Refuses to Give Up 2026-10-28
445 Chapter 445. Cristiano Ronaldo’s Performative Personality 2026-10-28
446 Chapter 446. Who Says Lance Can’t Pass? 2026-10-28
447 Chapter 447. The Crescent Blade Reappears! 2026-10-28
448 Chapter 448. King of Europe? It’s Just the Beginning! 2026-10-28
449 Chapter 449. Coming to the Capital 2026-10-28
450 Chapter 450. The Most Dazzling Superstar 2026-10-28

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Tired.

So tired.

Completely exhausted.

Physically and mentally, Lance felt as though he had reached his limit.

The accumulated fatigue from a series of high-intensity knockout matches wasn’t something that could be solved with two days of rest.

Even after downing two cans of [Ordinary Red Bull], the system item only removed the physical strain.

The mental exhaustion remained.

”No wonder people talk about the FIFA virus.”

Lance stretched his sore shoulders.

”Players who go deep into major international tournaments always seem to struggle when they return to their clubs.”

”Oh, come on.”

Hazard and De Bruyne turned toward him simultaneously.

The disdain in their eyes was impossible to miss.

Hazard held back a laugh.

De Bruyne, however, showed no mercy.

”If anyone else said that, I’d think they were genuinely complaining.”

”But when it comes from you?”

He pointed at Lance.

”That’s called showing off.”

Lance blinked.

The phrase he’d casually introduced months ago had already become part of De Bruyne’s vocabulary.

”When next season starts, you’ll probably be tearing up the league again.”

”I hope you’re right.”

Hazard, De Bruyne, and Lukaku exchanged helpless looks.

This guy really knew how to make people want to hit him.

He was obviously one of the best players in the world, yet he always acted as if he were barely surviving.

Talking to Lance felt like listening to a student who consistently ranked first in the country complain about a difficult exam.

Then the results would come out.

Perfect score.

Highest marks everywhere.

Leaving everyone else wondering why they’d bothered worrying in the first place.

The three of them sat on the training ground, drinking water and chatting while recovering from the session.

Not far away, Courtois glanced in their direction several times.

The goalkeeper clearly wanted to join them.

Unfortunately, Lance’s closest friend was Kevin De Bruyne.

And Courtois and De Bruyne had long since become strangers.

Some wounds didn’t heal.

Courtois couldn’t help feeling a twinge of regret.

If he hadn’t made those mistakes years ago, perhaps things would be different now.

Maybe he’d still be sitting with them, laughing and talking.

Lance noticed his gaze.

He understood what Courtois was thinking.

But De Bruyne was his brother.

Getting involved in old business that wasn’t his to settle would only make things awkward.

So he pretended not to notice.

Instead, he continued discussing Belgium’s next opponent with Hazard and De Bruyne.

Time passed quickly.

Before anyone knew it, the semifinals had arrived.

The tournament schedule had been compressed because the Rio Olympics would begin shortly afterward.

Both the European Championship and Copa América had been forced into tighter calendars to accommodate the summer’s international events.

Lance occasionally found himself thinking about glimpses of the future.

The Olympics would gradually lose much of their appeal over the coming years.

Hosting rights that countries once fought desperately to obtain would eventually become burdens many preferred to avoid.

Meanwhile, the World Cup would continue growing in prestige.

Nations around the world would compete fiercely for the opportunity to host it.

Football remained football.

Nothing matched its influence.

”It’s kind of ironic.”

”Hm?”

De Bruyne looked over.

”What is?”

”Nothing.”

Lance stood up.

”Let’s finish warming up.”

Marseille.

France.

The home stadium of Olympique de Marseille.

Belgium and France occupied opposite halves of the pitch as players completed their final pre-match warmups.

Both squads appeared relaxed on the surface.

But beneath that calm exterior, everyone understood the significance of the match ahead.

The stands were already packed.

Belgian supporters.

French supporters.

Neutral fans.

Everyone had arrived early.

Massive flags and tifos covered entire sections of the stadium.

Lance glanced toward the crowd.

His eyes immediately found a familiar sea of red.

Many supporters were waving five-star red flags.

That wasn’t unusual.

What surprised him was how many local supporters were waving them as well.

”Those people are all here for you.”

De Bruyne smiled helplessly.

The scene really was remarkable.

Belgium’s golden generation was filled with world-class stars.

Yet the team’s biggest attraction was Lance.

Everywhere he went, crowds followed.

The cheers continued to grow louder.

Perhaps because the atmosphere was becoming increasingly one-sided, the French supporters decided to respond.

Soon, a chorus echoed through the stadium.

”La Marseillaise.”

The French national anthem.

Its powerful melody rolled across the stands.

Thousands upon thousands of voices joined together.

”Arise, children of the Fatherland...”

The entire stadium seemed to vibrate.

Even some Belgian players looked impressed.

”Wow...”

The Belgian squad had already completed their warmup and were preparing to return to the locker room.

Then another song rose from the opposite side of the stadium.

At first it was only a few voices.

Then hundreds.

Then thousands.

The melody spread rapidly through the crowd.

Supporters who had come specifically to cheer for Lance began singing together.

Before long, many Belgian fans joined in as well.

Their pronunciation wasn’t perfect.

Their lyrics weren’t always accurate.

But they sang anyway.

Over the past two years, countless supporters had become familiar with the song through Lance’s rise at Bayer Leverkusen, Atlético Madrid, and the Belgian national team.

The atmosphere grew louder and louder.

A sea of voices competed against another sea of voices.

Neither side willing to back down.

On the opposite touchline, Griezmann stared into the stands.

”My God...”

He blinked several times.

”Are their supporters always this crazy?”

One of his teammates laughed nervously.

”Are we sure this is still a home match?”

France possessed arguably the strongest squad in world football.

As hosts, they should have enjoyed a massive advantage.

Yet the atmosphere felt far more balanced than anyone had expected.

Griezmann’s confidence had already taken a hit after watching Belgium eliminate Germany.

Now that confidence was slipping even further.

He immediately turned toward his teammates.

”Enough staring.”

”Back to the locker room.”

”Get focused.”

The smiles disappeared.

Everyone nodded.

Because the match ahead would decide everything.

The European Championship semifinal.

Two of the strongest teams in world football.

One place in the final.

And ninety minutes to decide who would take it.

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