Chapter 446 Yeats' new invention, I'm so happy to play mahjong
"How can we make everyone sit down and talk..."
Late at night, in the shadow castle, the dark purple curtains hidden the marble windowsill, Yeats fell into deep thought in the face of the leaping shadow flames in the fireplace.
The current relationship between me and Skach is still somewhat subtle and is in an unexplainable stage.
At this time, Scarch proposed to meet Grey and Hirud, which made Yeats nervous, not knowing what she was thinking.
But it can be imagined that a play of three women will definitely change the scene in the direction of the Shura field.
Preventing problems before they happen is particularly important. Preparation before taking Skach to the material plane is particularly important.
On the writing table where the ink bottle and puffer roll were placed, the black cat curled up lazily. Hearing Yeats muttering, his golden eyes glanced at him and said lightly:
" Instead of tangling with all the beautiful methods, it is better to transfer external conflicts into internal conflicts, so that the three of them are jealous and angry with each other, and they will not have time to pay attention to your wrongness."
Yeat was shocked, and looked at Mamen with complicated eyes, saying, "Who taught you this trick?"
"I didn't say anything~" Mamen slid down the desk like a pool of liquid, blending with the shadow, and her faint voice came from the darkness: "If you make trouble in the future, don't say I'm teaching you..."
Yez beat his palm, feeling that Mamen's trick was so clever about redirecting contradictions.
Thinking from another perspective, this meeting may be an opportunity for Skahe to make new friends. You don’t have to worry too much, just be calm. "You are quite optimistic." Daisy looked at Yeats' stretched brows and teased, "How do you recommend to Gray and Xilude then? Your teacher, ambiguous partner, or a new girlfriend?"
Yeats said seriously: "Mr. Skach and I have a great friendship!"
Daisy smiled so hard that she was shaking, and the gray skirt and suspenders hung on her snow-white shoulders: "Great friendship? I have a note of the interesting statement."
"I really have an idea." Yeats said, "I plan to invent a board game for four people to participate, so that everyone can sit at the table and enjoy the fun of the game!"
"Board game?"
Daisy blinked: "You mean...a king chess type?"
"You will know in two days."
Yez deliberately kept it in a silence and said with a firm tone:
"This board game will become a great invention in the history of Atrium Mainland games!"
*
Jueling Mountains.
The wind and snow roared, and the white snow fell on a huge king's chess board on a snowy peak.
On the side of the chessboard was the Black Knight's altar, and snow fell in the sky, and two figures fell directly in front of the altar.
"Why do you want to come here?" Xilude looked at the back of the Valkyrie.
"Because you are the God-Chairman's Choice." Brenheld stared at the statue of the horse chess piece above the altar. "Before formally teaching you, I will first discuss with the Black Knight and discuss your teaching strategies, which will be of great benefit to you."
Xilud nodded gently and said:
"Yeats said he wanted to meet the Black Knight, too."
"Why?"
"It seems that he invented a new board game and wanted the God of Strategy to give it a review."
King Chess is the most influential board game on the Atrium continent, and the God of Strategy Black Knight naturally became the patron saint of "chess" and "game".
According to the Black Knight himself, games are closely related to strategies, and chess is a complete strategy game... In the game, tactics and strategies are crucial.
The new game Yeats invented, first let the God of Strategy evaluate it. This matter is natural... Brenheld nodded gently and said, "He is really extensive."
"I think the Black Knight should like Yeats' new invention." Xilude said, "The Knight chess that Yeats invented before was very popular with the Black Knight himself and his believers, and it is widely circulated in the mainland."
Brenheld was thinking, and the red scars on his glacier-like face were faintly burning, and he whispered:
"So that... it's worthy of being the God of Art. Perhaps, games also belong to the category of art."
After contacting Xilude in the past few days, Brenheld had a more comprehensive understanding of Yeats' identity. Not only is it the youngest sanctuary on the continent today, but it is also chosen by the four gods of Dark Night, Moonlight, Art and Magic. Yeats also has countless inheritances of gods.
Brenheld couldn't help but be amazed that even Odysseus, the most beloved by the gods, was not as popular as Yeats at the moment, and he could even be compared with the most beloved God of Light in the myth!
Around Yeats, there are also powerful people like the Black Knight God Selection and Dragonborn who are favored by fate... Brenheld has a deeper understanding of Yeats' influence.
When others praised Yeats, Xilude's mouth couldn't help but gently rise, his eyes fell on Brenheld's side face, and his heart moved.
"I wanted to ask a long time ago." Xilud looked at Brenheld's scar. "What is this scar..."
"You say this." Brenheld whispered in a low voice, "This is scratched by the sword of flames of the judgement angel Uriel. Because of the immortality of the flames of the judgement, it has always existed..."
Xilude was slightly shocked, remembering that Yeats seemed to have received the entire inheritance of the angel of judgment!
Brenheld misunderstood what Xilude means, just thought she was worried about herself, and smiled slightly, saying, "I've been used to it for a long time, you don't have to care."
"No...I want to say, Yeats may have a way to heal the scars on your face!" Xilude said solemnly.
Brenheld was stunned for a moment, and a trace of surprise flashed deep in his eyes: "The flame of judgment is not extinguished, and even I can only rely on divine power to constantly suppress it and cannot be erased... How can Yeats he heal?"
Silud was about to speak.
At this moment, the cold wind suddenly became cold and the divine aura spread around the chessboard.
Brenheld's eyes fell on the altar, his eyes moved slightly, as if he was looking forward to a meeting with his old friend, and said softly: "It's a black knight."
The will attached to the altar gradually condensed a god incarnation, and a black knight with dark red war horse spreading his wings was carrying dark red plate armor and scorpion-tailed braids.
The Black Knight pursed his lips tightly, his face firmly, and his eyes fell on Valkyrie and Xilude next to the altar, and suddenly became soft.
"Don't be fine, Xilude, and my friends." The Black Knight greeted.
Brenheld nodded gently and said straight to the point:
"I was entrusted by Yeats to teach you the God's choice... I hope you don't mind." "Have you met Yeats?" The Black Knight remembered that he asked Yeats to collect the Nibelung root rings when he met last time, and then he had not met him for a long time, and said, "How is his current situation?"
"He has achieved the holy land." Brenheld replied.
The Black Knight was slightly shocked, and he thought in his heart and said quietly, "Did you rely on the power of that ring?"
"That's right."
The Black Knight was silent for a moment and sighed: "In half a year, promotion to the holy realm... Yeats really accomplished a miracle!"
"Yeit said he would come to see you later." Xilude stepped forward and said, "I also brought you a gift."
"Gift?" A hint of curiosity flashed in the Black Knight's eyes.
…
"I named this new invention [Mahjong]!"
The cold wind was cold and the top of the snow peak.
Next to the king's chessboard, Yeats took out a square table from his ring and placed mahjong carved out of jade on the table, allowing the Black Knight, Xilude and Brenheld to come forward and watch.
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
"Mahjong?" The Black Knight repeated the difficult Chinese pronunciation, "It sounds like ancient language."
"What is the specific gameplay?" Xilude turned his head and looked at Yeats.
The rules of mahjong are simple, but it is indeed a troublesome to teach beginners.
For this, Yeats was ready early, took out the manual from his arms and distributed it to three people.
"The rule is in this manual... As long as Hupai wins!"
As a strategy god who is proficient in many board games, the Black Knight has a very experienced vision. He saw the playability and complexity of this board game at a glance, and said in surprise:
"Yeats, did you invent it alone?"
"That's right." Yeats said with a thick face, "I believe this game can last for thousands of years, and it is no problem to be popular in various continents!"
The Black Knight nodded slightly, and the favor in his eyes was unconcealed.
Last time, the knight chess invented by Yeats had already satisfied the Black Knight.
The [Mahjong] invented by Yeats this time is much better than the playability and strategy! "It's useless to say more." Yeats sat down and greeted while shuffling the cards, "We are exactly four of us. Let's play a few games first, and we will gradually become familiar with the rules!"
Brenheld looked at the Black Knight with complicated eyes, wanting to say that we are playing with the mortals? Is this arguable?
Unexpectedly, the Black Knight was already eager to try and sat down with great anticipation, learning Yeats' movements to reshuffle.
Silude naturally had no objection and sat next to Yeats early.
Seeing this, Brenheld sighed helplessly, sat in the last empty seat, and shuffled: "I will train swordsmanship today... I will only have this game, I won't be the example!"
*
Sunset and dusk.
Marmen took over Yeats' seat and played cards with the three men who were red-eyed Brenheld, the Black Knight and the Silod.
As the god of greed, Mamen is proficient in many gambling techniques and tricks. After watching it several times, he quickly got into mahjong, using the cat claw code to shuffle the Hu cards and even the cheaters to do it.
Yez stood by and watched, thinking wildly:
"Next time the teacher comes to the material plane to visit, let her play cards together... at least it can divert the war!"
"Mamen, did you change cards just now?" Xilude's voice was as cold as frost.
"The Black Knight regretted the card just now!" Mamen decisively changed his finger. "The victory or defeat of the game is not in the game, but even outside the game!" The Black Knight looked as if it were right.
Yez nodded with deep understanding.
As the saying goes, vulgar hands, original hands, and wonderful hands are not as good as god hands!
Brenheld looked at Mamen absent-mindedly and thought to himself, "This cat looks fluffy...it must feel very good!"
He stood on Yeats' shoulder, kowtowed the melon seeds, nodding from time to time:
"Play mahjong...it looks so happy!"
"Let's play mahjong together next time, Yeats." Daisy smiled and said, "I lost the one you can deal with~"
"Get's laughter, "I have to go to the ruins of the Dwarf's royal city to conquer the golden dragon there... I have no time to spare!"
Yeat still has the impression of the map of the ruins of the Dwarf's royal city. The dwarf king was cursed because of his greed for gold, turned into an evil dragon, guarding the treasures in the royal city, and still retaining the bad habits of his previous life.
This king loved gambling deeply and had no resistance to chess, cards, dice, etc.
Yeats' invention of mahjong was a large part of the consideration, and it was also a preparation for this golden dragon.
The face was deep, imitating Yeats' abstract tone: "Even if it turns into a dragon, you still protect the royal city... Hakilong... You guy..."
"If you can come up with the word Hakilong, you really have to hire a master at home." Yeats complained casually.
"The silver dragon is good at time and space magic, while the golden dragon is good at power." Daisy put her hand on her chin, showing a rare serious expression, and pondered, "You should let Gray walk with you, right?"
"Why should we emphasize strength?" asked Zhuanya.
Daisy smiled and didn't say anything, but just looked at Yeats.
Yez thought to himself:
"This operation is with Gray, and strive to let Gray get the inheritance of the Golden Dragon..."
(This chapter ends)