The mont Pale started, the ga seed to transform into sothing greater.
It no longer looked like a chess ga with pawns, but instead like real living people fighting and parrying the attacks of others in a beautiful, lethal dance.
They looked like they had real feelings, and that was when Noah knew it was bad when Pale imdiately tried to take down his Queen.
The Queen's face shifted into a frightened look.
Having already acted, Noah could now play. And he did by making his Knight move, blocking the strike of Pale's Herald.
She smiled sinisterly, using the Herald's bloodlust nature to create true chaos, making Noah's Knight struggle under the continuous pressure.
Realizing that at this rhythm he would soon lose his Knight and eventually his Queen, Noah used his Priest.
Instantly, a sound seed to ripple through the chessboard, causing the Knight to be enhanced with sudden vigor. He managed to fend off the Herald, permitting the Queen to run toward the Priest.
Pale did the sa with her Priest to counteract, but Noah had already acted again, using his own Herald to strike a decisive blow at Pale's Herald.
The man visibly shrieked, and Noah smiled.
"Why are you smiling?"
Pale's voice echoed coldly inside Noah's head, and his eyes widened as he saw Pale's Herald explode himself, bringing Noah's Herald with him.
Both of them felt an imdiate weakness.
Yet it was not over.
"Wait-!"
Noah didn't even have ti to gather himself as Pale's Knight ripped through the chessboard like a straight line, sword high in the sky before chopping down on his King.
Faster than he believed possible, Noah's Knight left the side of the Queen and managed to deflect the attack just enough to save the King.
But in the process, the Knight was fatally wounded, causing him to fall to his knees, bleeding furiously.
Noah's heart skipped a beat, and Pale's grin widened as she used her Knight to behead the King.
The effect was like a hamr blow in Noah's mind. His King died as easily as breathing, his Knight slowly dying too.
Pale was already smiling, her eyes shining with confidence as her Knight turned to finish Noah's Knight.
At that instant, Noah's eyes snapped toward the rest of his pawns. All of them seed on the verge of giving up, having lost their King.
And he knew that if even the Knight died, then he was dood.
'Fucking hell. Noah cursed, seeing the Queen about to fall beside the trembling Priest and the Soldier-!
Noah's thoughts halted imdiately as he finally noticed the Soldier. His face twisted as a ridiculous thought blossod inside his mind. He acted imdiately on it.
"Priest, the King is dead! A ruler is needed, marry the Queen and the Soldier together!" he ordered.
Pale cocked her head in confusion.
Noah's Priest acted imdiately while the two Knights were battling each other, his own Knight about to die.
All of a sudden, a brilliant crimson-gold light blood on Noah's side, followed by Providence's voice.
Pale's eyes widened, and Noah would have been a goddamn fool not to use the montum he had just gained.
"My Warmonger, fucking go!"
The light disappeared, and in place of the Soldier stood a man in armor that shone like that of bloodthirsty warriors, with a scimitar worthy of a King.
The Queen stood beside him, renewed with energy, and the Priest was singing in joy, boosting the Warmonger's power even further. He acted imdiately, faster than anything, and killed Pale's Knight.
At the sa ti, he took Noah's Knight and threw him toward the Priest to be healed.
Pale panicked instantly, seeing the Warmonger moving straight
toward her King.
Knowing the uselessness of protecting her King, she abandoned him shalessly and moved the Queen toward the Priest.
"Wishing to do the sa as ?" Noah snickered.
Instead of killing the King, his Warmonger instantly pivoted and ran
toward the Historian.
At the sa ti,
"Marry the Soldier and the Queen!" Pale bellowed at her Priest in
haste.
But nothing happened. The Queen refused to marry while the King was still alive, and the Priest and Soldier were too loyal.
By the ti she realized her mistake, Noah's Warmonger King was already upon the Historian.
"He is an Historian," Noah said, his mind spinning fast. "Don't kill him,
capture him!"
The Warmonger obeyed, capturing the scribbling Historian in haste
before returning to his territory.
Providence's voice echoed once more.
Pale's face lost all color. She slowly lifted her head from the
chessboard, watching Noah's grin with irritation.
The ga paused, waiting for Noah to ask what kind of information
he wished to have.
But Pale knew that with the current situation, Noah was not foolish
enough not to ask the one question that would help him win easily.
That thought should have been depressing and stressful - and it was - but Pale refused to abandon hope.
"Don't waste ti, Son of Heretic," she said, trying to keep her voice calm and steady. "Ask the question and let the ga follow its course."
"Then you will lose."
"The ga is not over yet," she said, looking at him with her pale eyes. "I can still win."
Noah fell silent, returning the stare unflinchingly. He knew it was still
possible, and that having information didn't necessarily an being able to act on it.
Still, Noah would not show his uncertainty openly. He smiled
confidently.
"You better think of what you will do when I win," he said. "In contrast
to you, I will give you the right to choose your fate between three
choices."
"One more choice than ," Pale sneered. "How generous of you, Son
of Heretic."
"I know. I'm called that a lot."
"You're getting rather talkative. Are you worried, perhaps?" Pale said
with a low, cold grin.
Noah shrugged, then imdiately used his right to ask a critical piece
of information about the ga.
The exchange was secret, making Pale shift on her feet, dying to
know what Noah had asked.
But it was impossible, and her heart sank at the sight of Noah's grin.
"How sweet," he whispered as the paused ga resud. "Let's
continue."
Pale didn't answer, nor did she act, still staring at him. Then chanically she lowered her head toward her remaining pawns. She clicked her tongue, seeing the tense atmosphere in her territory
after her failed attempt to marry the Soldier and the Queen while the King was still alive.
'I need to make the situation better,' she thought, then slowly...
"I use my Soldier to promote into a Knight," she said, realizing it was
what she should have done instead of making him King.
At her words,
The Soldier's appearance changed to that of a Knight, the protector
of the Queen.
Noah acted next, shouting with dramatic intensity.
"Priest, my Knight acted faithfully and protected the Queen and the
fallen King! He is worthy! Let the Light shine down and bless him!"
"What-!"
Light shone once more, and when it faded, Pale watched with dread
as the Warmonger King and the Divine Knight stood side by side.
Noah grinned. "I am not done yet!"
"The Priest has done worthy deeds by saving the Knight and marrying
the sad Queen! Let the Light shine and evolve him!"
Pale's heart dropped, watching Noah's lineup ripple with power. However,
"Tut, tut, tut. I am not done yet, my lady."
Pale's eyes widened, and she shouted at Providence, "No! This is
getting-!"
"I have two Historians!" Noah laughed. "Make my Historian learn
everything from the other and evolve him!"
Pale fell backward, staring listlessly at the sky.
Noah grinned.
"Ah, now this is better than your confident face. Let's end this ga,
darling, shall we?"
-End of Chapter 490-
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