Devil’s Music - Chapter 330: Move the EPL

Even though they were VIP seats, they weren’t secluded booths with exclusive access, so as Geon and his group made their way to their seats, they had to ask for permission from those already seated. Suddenly, someone shouted out in excitement, freezing Geon in his tracks.

“Kay! It’s Kay!!!”

The thousands of spectators around slightly bowed and focused their attention on Geon as he entered. As Geon, frozen by the shout, looked up, fans erupted in excitement.

“Woah, it’s really Kay!!”

“Screams, He’s so handsome!”

“Wow!! I’ve been to Liverpool Sound City too! Look over here!”

“Are you here to support Arsenal?”

As the surrounding fans raised their arms excitedly asking questions, Geon smiled widely and unfolded an Arsenal FC towel he had prepared, which was met with cheers. The towel displayed the text ‘Gunners’ along with Arsenal’s crest, prompting fans to jump up from their seats and scream.

“Whoa! Kay’s one of us too!”

“Awesome! The god of victory is here! Let’s trample Barcelona today!!”

“Kay’s an Arsenal fan too!”

As Geon waved to the people, he made his way to his seat among his group, prompting murmurs from the crowd.

“Isn’t that Asian woman Shizuka Miyawaki?”

“Yeah, I think that’s right.”

“And next to her is Kevin from Montana…”

“That’s right! I saw Kevin at Liverpool Sound City!”

“Wow, celebrities are all together.”

“Amazing, I did well coming to the match today.”

Although thousands of eyes were focused on Geon and his group, the overall atmosphere in the stadium was still vibrant with cheering fans.

Before the game started, as players warmed up on the field, the crowd’s cheers burst forth. Arsenal FC players were met with cheers at their home stadium, Emirates Stadium, while Barcelona players were booed.

“No matter it’s a home game, that’s too much,” remarked Shizuka, looking around with a frown.

Byungjun laughed excitedly, “It’s the same on the other side, football is a war played with a ball!”

As the players warmed up, the giant multi-vision screen in the corner of the stadium ceiling displayed each player, causing the audience to shout each name out loud. The camera mainly focused on Arsenal players, but when it showed the team captain Mertesacker, the crowd roared even louder.

Close to the action, Geon and his group didn’t need to look at the multi-vision screen, as they could see the superstar players worth billions right in front of their eyes. Kevin muttered in awe, “That’s Lionel Messi… Wow…”

Seeing the smaller player dribbling the ball around, Kevin started taking pictures with his phone.

Shizuka, who hadn’t been following football for long, also recognized Messi and started taking pictures with her phone, when suddenly, a massive cheer from the crowd made her drop her phone in surprise.

Looking around confused, Shizuka raised her head to see what was on the multi-vision screen.

The screen showed Geon looking around and Kevin with a dumbstruck expression next to him, prompting Shizuka to quickly compose her face.

“Wow!!! It’s Kay!!!”

People screamed, chanting Geon’s name.

“Kay! Kay! Kay! Kay! Kay! Kay! Kay! Kay!”

As his name was called, Geon, seeing himself on the multi-vision, stood up and unfolded the Gunners towel again, causing another thunderous cheer to erupt.

“Wow!!! Kay! Kay! Kay! Kay! Kay! Kay! Kay! Kay!”

After waving for a while, Geon sat down, and tens of thousands of eyes turned to him. Even the practicing players on the field looked over, talking among themselves. Kevin stared at Geon with a dazed expression.

“You… you’re amazing.”

Byungjun, proudly smiling, said, “Of course! This guy’s popularity is unmatched anywhere!”

Suddenly, a soccer ball bounced towards them. Shizuka, without thinking, grabbed it and stared blankly at it until someone approached and reached out. Reflexively handing over the ball, Shizuka’s eyes widened in surprise.

“Messi?”

The bearded, smiling player took the ball and nodded in greeting, causing Shizuka to blush and bow her head. Messi, looking amusedly at Shizuka, then turned to Geon and extended his hand.

“Honored to meet you, Kay.”

As the world-renowned football player offered a handshake, Geon stood up and shook his hand, smiling.

“I’m a fan. Have a great game today!”

“Haha, I’m actually more of a fan of yours, can I get your autograph later?”

“Sure! Haha, I’d appreciate that too.”

After Messi left, Arsenal FC players in uniform approached. Mesut Özil, with his notably large eyes, was the first from

the German national team to extend a hand to Geon.

“Nice to meet you, Kay! Thank you so much for coming to support us today.”

As Geon stood and shook hands, Alexis Sanchez, Aaron Ramsey, and Danny Welbeck quickly came over to greet him.

Smiling, Geon exchanged handshakes and words of encouragement with each player until Mertesacker, the captain, came over to calm the excited players.

Watching this scene on the multi-vision, the crowd sent up a cheer, and soon after, as the players returned to the locker room to prepare for the start of the game, the atmosphere remained electric.

No players were on the field, but the enthusiasm of the fans continued unabated.

Shizuka, clutching her chest as if her heart would burst, looked forward with excitement and anticipation at the dark entrance from which the players would emerge, as a heavy bass guitar sound started filling the stadium.

Realizing the game was about to start, the audience listened attentively to the music.

“Fury!!! It’s Fury!! This music!! It’s Fury!!”

“Wow!! Did you buy this music? Our front is amazing!”

“This is perfect for a football match! I’m already excited!!”

As the distinctive bass and guitar battle of Fury began, and Geon’s roar resounded, players holding children’s hands appeared from the dark entrance.

With the combative music setting the scene, today’s warriors from both sides revealed themselves, causing all 60,000 spectators to rise from their seats. Fireworks exploded, and white smoke billowed into the sky.

Arsenal FC’s flag waved, and a large red flag emblazoned with Arsenal’s emblem unfurled as 60,000 voices filled the stadium.

As fans typical of the sport’s homeland, those behind Geon stared fixedly at the back of his head, but soon, their attention shifted to the entering players, sending up cheers.

The group also yelled out, swept up in the excitement of the soccer game. The thrill provided by Fury and the start of the Champions League turned Emirates Stadium into a cauldron of madness. Fans’ eyes turned bloodshot as they yelled, and the excited crowd stomped their feet.

In contrast to the fiery atmosphere in the stadium, the VIP booth was calm.

Watching the excited crowd and the entering players, Alisher Usmanov crossed his arms and nodded emphatically.

“The choice of Fury was the best decision.”

The elderly man sitting next to him, holding a champagne glass, responded.

“Ah, I admit your choice was right. It’s even more than usual.”

Alisher Usmanov glanced down at the man sitting beside him.

“There’s no song like this to excite the audience, right?”

The man sitting and drinking champagne was Stan Kroenke, the major shareholder of Arsenal Holdings. The elderly gentleman with neatly combed back white hair nodded and said,

“Yes, that’s right. I’ve never seen the audience this excited except when Thierry Henry was here. Look at the players’ faces.”

Alisher Usmanov turned his head to look at the VIP booth’s monitor showing the players continuously moving to relieve their tension. Stan commented as they watched together.

“They usually look tense, but today they are burning with a fighting spirit, aren’t they?”

Alisher Usmanov grinned, showing his teeth.

“Haha, that’s right.”

“But you know… the opposing side seems to have the same expression?”

“Huh?”

Alisher Usmanov’s expression soured as he saw Barcelona players burning with the same fighting spirit as Arsenal players.

“Ah, so the music is having a good effect not only on our players?”

Stan looked at the TV with experienced eyes, laughed, and raised his champagne.

“It’s going to be a bloody good game. And there’s another song by Kay, right?”

“Yes, that’s right. It’s the song to play when the team is losing.”

“Wouldn’t the opposing team hear that song too?”

“What does it matter? The lyrics are all about Arsenal. It’d be good if they lose their spirit hearing it.”

“Haha, really hope that happens. Ah! It seems to be starting.”

From their vantage point above, they saw the players taking their positions on the field, waiting for the referee’s whistle. Soon, the whistle blew, and with a cheer, the game began.

Ousmane Dembélé kicked the ball back as soon as the game started. Gerard Piqué quickly caught the ball, and Lionel Messi, Luis Suárez, and Gerard Deulofeu rushed into Arsenal’s half, with Ousmane Dembélé receiving a long pass forward.

As a dangerous play unfolded right after the start, fans grabbed their heads and stood up with anxious eyes.

On the right side of the field, Lionel Messi received the ball and began his signature diagonal dribble, pulling the defenders with him. He then slipped a through pass to Luis Suárez,

who had flashed by on his left.

After one touch, Luis Suárez fired a cannon-like mid-range shot, looking triumphant as he watched the ball head towards the goal, only to fall down in dismay as it crashed into the stadium.

The fans saw Mertesacker deflect the shot with his body, causing all 60,000 spectators to rise and start screaming.

“Wow!! Did you see that?”

“Yeah!! Mertesacker was quite far but he literally flew! That’s our captain!!”

“The game has been sweaty from the start!! What’s going on, how are the players flying around like this from the start?”

“Did they all take something?! Everyone’s movement is no joke!”

During the brief game stoppages, the sound of Fury resonated in the ears of the fans.

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