I'm playing Honkai Impact 3

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Finally, it's Qiong's side.

The filming of the script for "The Princess's Making" went smoothly.

Even he was secretly surprised by the speed at which Krydella was growing.

This little guy is definitely born to be a monarch.

The last rays of the setting sun spilled into the secluded back garden deep within the palace.

On the stone table in the pavilion, the black and white sides are engaged in a fierce battle.

Adrenaline and dopamine made Cerberus lose track of time, pushing her concentration to its limit.

Ten-year-old Kerudela.

Her cute little face has already begun to show a hint of youthful beauty, but what has changed even more is her temperament.

The timidity of a former street urchin has faded, replaced by a nascent royal majesty.

Even without Qiong by her side, she could face the Regent alone without fear.

Of course, in front of Rival, she still played the role of that innocent and weak puppet princess.

Only in front of Qiong, who is both her father and her mentor, will she shed all pretenses and reveal her true self.

Just like this moment.

Her icy gaze was fixed on the chessboard, her porcelain-white face filled with a seriousness beyond her years.

Her eyebrows furrowed as she pondered deeply.

Did they abandon the second queen?

After a moment's thought, she made her decision. With her slender fingers, Krystal pushed the cart and devoured the Black Queen.

Qiong's lips curled into a smile as she casually moved the soldier to E2.

Kerudela stared at the soldier, her brows furrowing even deeper.

Five more steps later.

Black moves King F7.

White side, Wang E3.

Black's king advances to E6.

White's king moves to E4.

Black's pawn advances to D5.

"checkmate" (meaning "to be dying")

The crisp click of the black pawn as it was placed rang out simultaneously with Qiong Youran's words.

He slowly raised his eyes, his golden pupils flashing two tangible streaks of light in the darkening twilight.

Krydella looked at the seven remaining pieces on the chessboard.

Her White King was trapped by the Black Soldiers of the Sky and could only defend against them.

Qiong can use the Black King to lead the troops to continue the charge.

At the same time, if the black king retreats further, it can easily capture her remaining two white pawns and win the game.

No matter how hard she struggled, defeat was inevitable.

"Whoo~"

Kerudela let out a long sigh, exhaling all the fatigue from more than an hour of intense mental stimulation.

"I lost."

With a hint of resentment and coquettishness.

"Teacher, your trick is... too despicable."

"Huh? You're just too babyish."

"If you're good at cooking, just practice more."

"The future is yours."

"No orders accepted."

"Home installation of prosthetics".

"Call your parents to come and beat you."

"Oh, I'm your parent. That's alright then."

A series of practiced taunts came crashing down on her, but Krystal was now able to handle them without batting an eye.

This is purely psychological warfare, trying to get her mentally in check.

"On the battlefield, there is no such thing as being despicable. Psychological warfare is also a tactic. As long as we can win the final victory, we can use any means within the rules."

Qiong's tone was casual.

Miss Wang was not discouraged at all.

Is it shameful to lose to your teacher?

Of course it's not shameful.

She wholeheartedly agreed with the teacher's statement.

Then, Krydera closed her eyes.

He began to review the entire game in his mind, pinpointing the seemingly tempting but actually fatal trap of sacrificing the queen, and analyzing how Qiong wove this invisible net step by step.

Work backwards to form a logical framework, and keep the reasons in mind.

"Let's play one more round, I'll definitely win next time!"

Krystal opened her eyes, her fighting spirit rekindled, like a blue flame being ignited.

"Again? You've said that 1145 times already, that's enough."

Qiong waved her hand dismissively and leaned back lazily in her chair.

"Let's eat first at this time."

Playing chess with the little guy requires more and more brainpower.

He still prefers playing chess with Xing and Sanyueqi. He doesn't need to think at all; he can easily defeat the two of them while playing the game.

Fishpond games are still the best!

Playing in high-level matches occasionally can be exciting and stimulate your thinking, but doing it every day can be tiring.

"Let's eat later."

Krystal puffed out her cheeks slightly, revealing a charming demeanor befitting her age, and tugged at Qiong's hand.

"You can't run away after winning."

"What do you mean by winning and running away? Wait until you can even beat me before you say that."

"Teacher~~"

Knowing her teacher's weakness, Krystal looked around and, after confirming that there were no palace maids or guards nearby, used her ultimate move: acting cute.

She clung to Qiong's neck like a nimble kitten, rubbing her tender little face against him.

"If the teacher is hungry, would you please have Heather get some snacks to tide her over?"

The girl looked at the elegant, dark-haired girl standing quietly behind the dome.

"Your Majesty, is meat necessary to soothe the hunger?"

Hazel was also engrossed in the chess game between the two players. After watching it many times, she was able to discern some of the intricacies of the game.

"Never mind, we'll eat together later."

"Then let's play one more game, just one more."

Kyū's resilience was broken by a finishing move, and she agreed to Chryslera's request.

"Teacher, you're so kind!"

Krystalla beamed with joy as she added a combat skill and a basic attack.

The next second, however, she became alert, her little face tensing up.

"Teacher, what are you doing again?"

Qiong made a strange gesture towards her, closing one eye while the other seemed to be looking at her through something, and gently pressing down with her right index finger.

Krystalla noticed her teacher making these strange gestures at her more than once, and the timing of each instance was very subtle.

This made the girl somewhat wary, fearing that she might be tricked or pranked by the teacher.

After two and a half years of living and working together, she finally saw through her teacher's facade and understood what kind of person he really was.

"It's nothing, just a gesture to compliment your progress."

Qiong smiled kindly.

You think I'd believe that?

Krydella crossed her arms and hummed twice.

You're such a bad teacher!

Are you still going to play?

Qiong feigned helplessness.

"Play!"

Krystra immediately put this trivial matter aside and efficiently helped Black set up the board.

The loser sets the table, that's the rule.

Qiong leaned back comfortably in her chair, admiring the photos inside the March 7th body with great satisfaction.

Since it is the true form of March 7th, this camera is naturally not something that ordinary people can see; it is of the same nature as the clothes and accessories on March 7th's body.

It contains hundreds of gigabytes of precious moments from Krystal's growth.

Embarrassing moments, coquettish behavior, outbursts of anger, bewildered expressions... there's something for everyone.

When this little one is crowned the iron-fisted empress of Onphalus, all this dark history will be forgotten...

Hehe, give me the kingdom's treasury in exchange!

Who can withstand a barrage of dark memories from their childhood?

Even fireworks can't stop them!

Incidentally, now that some people know about Krystal's dark history, March 7th has already made it a daily must-play in the Travel Frog: Princess Special Edition.

I flip through the photo album every day, enjoying it immensely, admiring how many unflattering photos my darling has taken of the poor, unlucky child.

She visited the palace on March 7th. In her meme state, she could see nothing but Qiong, and roamed freely throughout the vast world.

They can swagger into the forbidden areas of the kingdom without any problem.

"teacher."

Kerudela carefully placed the last White King and suddenly asked a question.

Is there a winning strategy in chess?

"A foolproof method? Yes, there is."

Qiong rested his chin on his hand, gazing at the molten gold clouds on the horizon.

"Really?"

Krystal paused.

She asked casually, but she never expected that there was a sure-win method for this kind of game.

"Yes, chess, as a zero-sum, finitely certain, and completely informational contest between two people, theoretically does have a winning strategy in a contest where luck has no say in the outcome."

Qiong smiled as she looked at the expectant girl opposite her.