The World Played Chess Novels & Stories

This, this is too fast, right? Their grandfather and grandson had been playing for several days, but Arielle actually solved the chess game in just a few seconds. "It's really boring." President Munch was a little bored, "You go to the exam." Lovert also stared at the chessboard in disbelief. He believed that his chess skills were the best in his circle of friends. Since Arielle killed a piece of chess last time, he also went to the chess club to study chess manuals. Having played against some elderly people a few times, he felt that he was not bad, but after meeting Arielle, he had to suspect that he was mentally retarded.

They held to their words, and the next day, they were polite toward me except for Tedros and the two who tagged alongside him. Well, I cared less. I got the respect of 90% of Mr. Pompous' men. They won't view me as their master's pet anymore but as the queen of chess. This evening after defeating everyone who challenged me, Tedros finally made the move to end me. His shoulders were raised high and the men claimed he was the best chess player among them. Well, he was good with his moves but I spent nt month battling with AIs so defeating him twice was not challenging.

He turned around and smiled at Yang Xiao, “This is the perfect opportunity for him to back off!” A person came up from Park Suhyeong’s back and fiddled with the computer. The electronic chessboard lit up, revealing the electronic chessboard on the computer screen. Park Suhyun flaunted, “Hei Zi will go first according to the international chess rules. You just have to touch the chess pieces that you’re about to play, and the chess pieces will disappear! The computer will automatically time away, voice notification! Yang Xiao, are you afraid?” How could Yang Xiao be afraid?

“You named your cat after a chess grandmaster?” Surprise flashes over his features. He seems almost impressed; unexpectedly pleased. “You know who Judit Polga is.” He notes. “Do you play chess?” “I-“ I stop myself. My dad used to be obsessed with chess, and we’d play with him together with Wilma when we were younger; two against one. Mostly, we cheated and shifted his pieces or broke the rules, but he’d let us win. He’d always let us win. “No.” I lie, not wanting to think about the memories.

“Let’s find out.” He chuckled, pulling out a chair. “Alright. I’ll warn you now, I’m pretty good.” We both sat down, the chess pieces between us, and for a moment, the rest of the world faded away. It was just the two of us, playing a game that had nothing to do with my captivity and my husband but everything to do with something simple— an easy friendship that I could feel building between us. And turned out, Olezka wasn’t just pretty good. He managed to win in just a few moves. And no matter how hard I tried, rematch after rematch, he won so easily that at one point I accused him of cheating.

It turned out that Bennet did not know the term 'pasma'. I just let him wash. I was too lazy to explain. After he washed, we played chess. Don't ask who won... but I'll tell you anyway. Bennet of course! He's a genius there. He is the king of the chess game. While I am the pawn. He beat me twenty times. In the end, I invited him to a checkerboard game so I could make up for it since he didn't know what checkerboard was. So, I didn't recover, I was really a loser.

“Very.” Elizabeth leaned forward slightly. “Did he ever show signs… of being like this?” Lewis thought about it. Memories from his childhood surfaced. His grandfather teaching him chess. Talking about strategy. Power. Control. He had always spoken about the world like it was a giant board game. Lewis finally spoke. “He used to say something to me.” Elizabeth waited. Lewis repeated the words slowly. “‘The world belongs to those who understand how it works.’” Victor nodded. “That sounds like Alexander.”

Emma calmly replied, "They are evenly matched, both skilled chess players. To determine a winner, they must endure a long and arduous battle." She said so, but in her heart, she understood that a chess game was like a person's life. Playing chess reveals a person's true character most genuinely. Alpha Jeffn excelled in strategy and subtlety, proficient in various aspects. His only weakness was overthinking and needing to be more cautious. As for Edward, his character was too straightforward; his intelligence matched his wit. But he was vulnerable to being exploited by others due to his lack of caution. If he faced an opponent like Alpha Jeffn, even a slight lapse of concentration would resul

Sitting quietly in a monitored room, not restrained, but clearly watched. Not missing. Just surrounded. A chessboard sat before him, one black king in the center surrounded by pawns. Celeste’s smile was thin and unreadable. “They think the war is ending,” she whispered. “But the final move hasn’t been played”. She tapped the screen. It went black.

For these old people, it is a form of mental comfort, no need to worry about life, but Tadhg Walter is different, he wants the Spirit Stone. Consider it for making money unwillingly for people to entertain. As for Egbert Leon who couldn't play chess, he stood aside watched the play. Derek Alexander actively rearranges each piece, Tadhg Walter is the black piece, his opponent is Kane Smith, which is the white piece. Chess board made of stone, jade black piece, wood white piece. Tadhg Walter said. "I'm still weak in chess, if there are any mistakes, please forgive me!" "Don't say that! Winning and losing is normal, and playing chess is for fun!" Kane Smith revealed an arrogant, lonely appearan