Chapter 64 Is this how you play chess?


Chapter 64: Playing chess like this, right?

The talent "Harmless to Humans and Animals" given by Ratatosk has a passive effect of increasing affinity.

Invisibly, this created more conditions for Yeats to poison himself in the future.

"The plan you just proposed has made me gain something." Zuanya said, "But I'm worried that you have gone too far. After I leave, no one will help you blind the sight of the gods, so I gave you A blessing."

"This blessing can make you look like a harmless little squirrel in the eyes of powerful people, thus ignoring some of your actions."
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Zuo Ya stood on the desk next to the window sill, the golden light shining into the room fell on the furry hair, he covered his mouth and snickered: "Isn't it very powerful?"

Yeats was surprised, it turns out that there is something in his talent. This is what the description of "reduce the sense of presence" means.

This is exactly the means that I lack, which can create more space for myself to develop!

Yeats nodded and said: "But, are you leaving now?"

"All good things will eventually end one day, and the gods will welcome At dusk, the feast will finally end.”

Squirrel's teeth-piercing eyes became deep, with a more serious meaning that Yeats couldn't understand, and then he said with a smile:

"It's been a great pleasure working with you, Yeats, and I look forward to working with you next time." "The encounter between them."

Next time I see you, I don’t know how the squirrel drills its teeth and what kind of fun it will have.

Yeats secretly thought... I do know that there are many plots in the game where conflicts break out between gods, and there must be someone behind this.

Although it is trying to create fire between me, Gray, and Herod, this should be its character.

The youth apple obtained by cooperating with it helped improve my physique, and the talent given was also very effective.

The key is that with it, I can even benefit from the conflict between the Night Goddess and the Moon Goddess.

Thinking of this, Yeats said from the bottom of his heart: "I will miss you, Zuan Ya."

Zan ​​Ya nodded and said: "I will also look forward to the next cooperation with you, Yeats, if we work together, we will definitely achieve greater success!"

"Hehehehe..."

The two of them laughed cunningly at the same time.

Cold sweat slowly trickled down Gray's forehead.

The night of the lunar eclipse is scary enough, are you two planning to do something bigger?

The job of being Yeats's bodyguard is really hard to do.

Gray turned her head, trying to seek Hilud's approval, but found a hint of wildness in the red-haired girl's eyes, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly.

Noticing Gray's gaze, Hilud smiled in relief and said:

"Isn't it quite interesting?"

Gray: (`へ)
< br>Isn’t there anyone in this room who is normal?

Soon, Gray took a bite of the golden apple pie, held her cheeks, and the displeasure she felt just now disappeared.

Gray: (=▽`)ゞ

As long as you can eat such delicious snacks after the war, it’s worth taking a few more risks!

Yeats was mentally prepared for the departure of Dian Tooth, but at the last moment, he saw it hand him a shining golden melon seed.

Yeats put the melon seeds in his hands and weighed them. They were not light, and he said in surprise:

“Is your melon made of gold?”

"Where am I going to get you gold? Of course it's made of magic power." Drill Tooth rolled his eyes and continued, "You can use it to perform a large-scale chaos spell, which is a little compensation for the test you just made."

Yeats solemnly put away the golden melon seed, put it into the inner pocket of his robe, and said curiously:

"Before you leave, can I ask you one last question?"

“Tell me.”

“Drilling teeth, how good are you?”

When Yeats raised this question, Herod and Gray also cast their glances at the drill on the desk.

Zuanya looked around at everyone with a mysterious face: "Do you really want to know?"

The three nodded.

Diamond raised his head arrogantly and said: "Legendary Warcraft, Chaos Wolf, do you know about it?"

Yeats was slightly shocked, it was the legendary magic wolf in "Phantom Wings" Devoured an arm of Tyr, the god of justice and war, leaving Tyr disabled for life.

The power of this demonic wolf even scares the gods. Legend has it that it died in the last era, but its great reputation is still spread around the world!

Zuan Ya was very satisfied with the expressions of the three of them and crossed his arms: "What about the Mortal Python? You should have heard of it too?"

The legendary Warcraft that lives in the endless deep sea of ​​the Zhongting Continent, in Its terrifying legend is recorded in the four epic poems "Edda", which can compete with the God of Storm and Thunder!

Hilud's pupils shrank slightly, and she said in disbelief: "Could it be that..."

Zan ​​Ya said proudly: "I can't beat these two."

"But even they won't hurt me." The little squirrel chuckled, "Who calls me a tooth drill that is harmless to humans and animals?"

Yeats: "..."

Indeed, I am worthy enough to feel proud.

"You don't have to worry about seeing them, because..."

The squirrel opened its mouth, but without saying anything, it jumped up with its hands on the window sill:

"Goodbye then!"

Hey, why are you half-talking?

Yeats held his hands on the window sill and looked down. He saw people wearing linen walking on the street, but the drill was gone.

"It was so sudden." Gray came to Yeats' side and looked at the street scene, "I thought I could ask Diamond to help deal with Cologne."

" I suspect that it is not good at frontal combat. Like me, it is a counselor." Yeats said calmly.

At this time, Gray seemed to notice something strange and stared at Yeats's cheek for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Yeats was a little strange. "No, I just suddenly feel that you look like a squirrel." Greile said.

Yeats: "That doesn't sound like a good thing to say."

On the side, Herod couldn't help but laugh: "The metaphor of the squirrel is very appropriate, cute and cunning, it is very exciting. Love.”

Gray looked at Hilud in surprise, as if there was some misunderstanding.

"What I mean is..." Herod glanced at Yeats, paused for a moment, and said thoughtfully, "Just now that one thing has been resolved, who wants to play a game of chess?"
< br>Yeats took the initiative to participate.

I’ve heard for a long time that Valkyrie’s chess quality is not good, let me see what’s going on?

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In the VIP room of the Chamber of Commerce Inn, Yeats and Herod were sitting next to a king's chess table.

The red-haired beauty has a cold temperament and a beautiful appearance. She frowns and stares at the chess pieces in the black and white squares.

Black's king she was holding was generalized by White's queen, and she was in a dilemma.

Although Yeats could not play King's Chess, it was considered a required course for nobles, and he had some chess skills in his predecessor.

On the other hand, although Herod was the divine choice of the Black Knight, the ‘Creator of King Chess’, his main chess player made frequent mistakes and was defeated after a few rounds.

"Don't think about it, it's already a dead end, let's take the next one." Yeats said.

Hilud calmly touched the black horse with his arm, causing it to move one square, then picked up the chess piece and dropped it.

“I can go here.”

“You just moved your horse to the side, don’t think I didn’t see it.” Yeats pointed it out ruthlessly.

Hilud put down the chess piece, scratched the red hair beside his ear, and asked: "Then, do you want me to regret another move?"

Yeats: "You have regretted several moves. Even if the Black Knight comes, you will lose this game." He moved to the lower position and successfully escaped from the siege of Yeats's queen.

Yeats's eyes widened: "Huh? What kind of operation is this?!"

Hilud: "The king's pawn castled."

"Only Wang Cheyi "Where did the king change his position?" Yeats couldn't accept it.

"The king disguised himself as a soldier, fled out of the royal city, and waited for a comeback later. This is the 'transposition of kings and pawns.'" Hillud said.

Your explanation is actually quite decent!

Yeats glared at Herod: "Think about it for yourself, is there such a rule in King's Chess?"

Hirude's cheeks turned red and she avoided Yeats' question. With the eyes of the people, he whispered:

"This is the new rule just formulated by the Black Knight. I have asked her."

Yeats was stunned.

Can you still play like this?

“If you don’t know how to play chess, you can practice more.”

Yeats was good at teaching, “If you can’t afford to lose, no one will play chess with you in the future.”

Hearing this, Herod looked at Yeats and said seriously:

"Can you teach me how to play chess?"

Yeats: "Huh?"

"In return, I will teach you some swordsmanship."

Hilud Pick up the knight chess piece on the table: "It allows you to perform combat skills like a knight."

Sounds good.

Yeats fell into deep thought... After eating the apple of youth, I already have the excellent qualifications to practice combat skills.

With Valkyrie’s personal guidance, my swordsmanship will surely improve by leaps and bounds.

At this time, Yeats lowered his head and looked at the chessboard that had been restored to its original state.

"...So, you have returned all the chess pieces to their original positions, right?"

"Winning or losing is not considered in the teaching game." Hillud's eyes were filled with a strong desire to win, and he gritted his teeth. Said, "One more game!"

In the background story, in a chess game in which the lives of his comrades were at stake, Hilud, who could not play chess, smashed a devil to death with a chessboard to achieve the optimal solution.

Even the Black Knight, who has poor chess skills, favors Hilud.

Yeats was a little sad.

Just play chess, who can beat you!

——

The sun is shining brightly, shining on the forest near the lake.

A snow-white owl stood on a stone, paving the spell scroll with its claws, staring at the runes on the scroll, and its eyes seemed to be bloodshot.

For the second-level snow owl, learning third-level spells is undoubtedly a huge problem.

But this is not a problem at all.

As long as you are willing to spend time solving the problems, you can always overcome the slightly difficult problems!

"Gu!" In broad daylight, the Snow Owl looked at the scroll back and forth with sharp eyes.

Only the weak need sleep, mages just need to absorb knowledge!

At this moment, a gray owl flapped its wings and flew over. I caught a glimpse of the strange snowy owl from the corner of my eye, and my eyes widened instantly.

Owl: Σ┗(@ロ@;)┛

This owl was transformed by the magic master Candela using the transformation technique.

At this moment, Candela, who had peeked into the legendary realm, was filled with surprise.

The goddess of magic is above, what do I see?

A second-level owl is learning spells on its own. Is it still a third-level spell? !

(End of this chapter)

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