After that, one thing ca to Bobby's mind which was that, if he fought with him then he would be crushed like an ant under that old man's feet. After the update, he also looked out for his status and found that his strongest form which was Satanification was around Level 247. And yes, the strength of the Ancestor Lucas Queen was in level 209*.
Then he frowned for a second and quickly changed into a smile and he reached into his pocket and tossed a golden coin at the old man and said, "I appreciate your offer. But maybe next ti."
After that, he turned around and started walking.
"Sonny! I sll the blood of Vampire, Werewolf, Witch, and primordial human from you. What are you really?" The old stranger said as he caught the gold coin.
Hearing that, Bobby suddenly stopped.
"Sonny, why don't you play a ga of chess with this old man? Don't you worry I won't bite you?" The old stranger said humorously.
Bobby went back, sat on the opposite seat, and said, "But, just one ga." Then he started arranging the black and white pieces onto the chessboard in default.
"What's your na, sonny?" The old stranger asked.
"It's Damien Darhk, sir!" Bobby answered politely.
"Hmm, that's a nice na…. Oh, where is my manner? I seem to be forgetful sotis in my old age. Call Noah. Alright, make your move!" the old stranger said with a friendly smile.
Then the two started playing the ga of chess and for the first match, Bobby had a humiliating loss in just 25 moves. This clicked sothing in his heart and he suggested, "Why don't we play another round, sir?"
"Hahaha, okay!"
In the second ga, Bobby lost again within 23 moves. Then the two continued playing from one match to another and the number of moves required to checkmate Bobby beca lesser and lesser.
In their 9th ga, Bobby lost within 7 moves.
"Ugh! Noah, are you ssing around with all these tis?" Bobby yelled, feeling humiliated on thinking that the more the ga they played, the more easily he lost in the hand of the old man. "Alright, last ga!" he suggested, glaring at him with red eyes.
"Alright! The last ga. But before that, this ti let us bet sothing to make this ga more exciting." the old stranger suggested.
Without any second thought, Bobby responded agreeing readily, "That's exactly what I have in my mind. Well, tell . What should we bet on?"
"Sonny, I'm old and have no one to look after . So, if you lose to this ti, then why don't you follow this old man and look after for just um….only four days?" the old stranger said as he bead from ear to ear thinking that his sche was already achieved considering the level of his knowledge in chess. "But, this old man has nothing important in ."
"Okay, I agree…. Mr. Noah, you don't need to bet anything." Bobby responded and he wondered in his head, 'Old man, this ti, I'll never lose to you again.'
Then he shut his eyes and infused a trace of lightning-based Origin Chi in his brain and activated billions and billions of his neurons. And he started analyzing the previous matches within a few seconds and he saw various permutations of ways to win those previous gas.
Bobby opened his eyes and said, "Make your move, Mr. Noah!"
Then the last ga began and this ti, they continued for over an hour, and still, the old man failed to beat him in the ga this round. And it ended with a draw.
"Let's play one more round," Bobby suggested, earnestly.
"No!" Mr. Noah declined sharply and then he further added, "Sonny, let's end it here. But before I leave this place, I have sothing to say to you."
After pausing for a few minutes, he continued, "You are the first person who can draw in the ga of chess. So, I'll change my stand for once and help you on your next journey to the vampire family." Then he stood up and his appearance started changing into a youth.
"Who are you, sir?" Bobby asked. But Mr. Noah had already disappeared within the thin air and on the seat, he had just sat on a mont ago, with a clinking sound a gold coin dropped on it and started spinning.
"See you, Damien Darhk!" a voice chid around the areas passing through the void.
Bobby picked the gold coin which was also the one he first tossed at Mr. Noah, thinking of getting away from him under the pretext of perceiving him as a beggar.
He then took a deep breath and continued his random stroll around the golden structures of Los Samaritan City.
The strolling continued for several hours until noon and Bobby suddenly spoke out in a calm tone in an empty park, "Guys, aren't you tired of following mindlessly for these three hours? Why don't you all co out already?" Then he sat on a luxurious-looking public chair made from white and red marble.
No one responded.
"Fine, if you want to continue those tedious jobs then be my guess." He stood up and was about to leave the park.
"Wait!" A sweet female voice stopped him from taking another step.
Bobby sat back on the marble chair.
In the next mont, five figures all in full black disguise with katanas hanging on their waists appeared a few ters away from him out of the thin air.
"You must be the Crown prince of the Bloody Moon family, right?" asked Gulak Munchi with a rude, ordering tone.
"So what?" Bobby responded in an icy-cold tone.
"Hmm, then follow us obediently without raising any questions. Otherwise," Gulak Munchi said, threatening him as Bobby's tone kind of touched him in the wrong places.
"Otherwise, what shitface?" Bobby asked in a regal, calm tone as a grin appeared on his face. Then he had a strong urge to beat the hell out of the guy.... (please, stay tuned!)
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