Over the past few days, Ivan had spent most of his time in Edwin’s room, apart from meals and sleep.
Naturally, speculation about him circulated among the castle’s retainers.
“There’s no way to know what the two of them are talking about.”
“They say heroes recognize heroes. It must be something important enough that people like us couldn’t even imagine it.”
“I’ve heard they’re discussing military strategy.”
Despite such speculation, the two of them did nothing but play chess all day.
Ivan had initially been delighted to find an opponent, but before long, he was completely fed up.
That wasn’t a person. It was a chess demon.
-I’ve lost.
-You lost on purpose. Do you think I can’t tell? Again...
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