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"You only need to fully master 10 to the power of 120 chess variations to achieve this."

"what?"

Keludela's small mouth opened slightly.

Ten to the power of 120?

Her mathematics background was in the Qiong religion, so she naturally knew how terrifying this order of magnitude was.

"That...that's the same as not having it at all!"

She snapped out of her daze and glared at Qiong with annoyance.

"Have you forgotten the story I told you last time?"

Qiong toyed with the black king chess piece in her hand.

"Those brother and sister who never lose a game?"

Keludela looked suspicious:

"Do people like Bai really exist in the world?"

Is it possible for a human brain to predict 10 to the power of 120 possible chess moves?

She couldn't imagine it.

"There are some."

The screw-in is connected to the difference machine, so recording chess points is definitely not a problem, and there's also a machine head.

"However, even if you can memorize it, it doesn't guarantee victory."

In chess, as long as you make the best moves, the first player will always win, while the second player can only manage a draw at best.

That's the theory.

Why?

"We also need to consider our opponents."

"If your opponent makes a mistake and sets a trap, causing you to misjudge, you may still lose, no matter how many game records you have memorized."

"Psychological warfare, huh..."

Keludela seemed to be deep in thought.

Her teacher was a monster when it came to understanding emotions and anticipating intentions.

“Sa~game Hasimeyo.”

Qiong once again revealed a smile that exuded an oppressive aura.

Keludela took the first move.

Chess, as an abstract game of war.

To put it simply, it's a war waged on an abstract chessboard.

A monarch with exceptional chess skills may not be an excellent military strategist, but a monarch who leaves his mark on history will certainly not be weak in chess.

For Crydella, this was more than just a game.

It is a rehearsal for power struggles, an arena for mental battles.

Qiong could clearly see that the flame in the girl's eyes, a flame of ambition and conquest, had begun to gleam.

This rough gem is already beginning to shine.

He looked forward to the match between Cerrudra and Rival.

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Volume 1: Chapter 854 My Daughter Has Grown Up

The terrifying stretching force brought about by a time flow difference of thousands or thousands of times is enough to tear anyone's mental will to shreds.

Originally, Qiong could only last three years.

When the three-year period is up, the Dragon King must return.

Otherwise, they will be forced to accept the low-end Shang Yang package.

The two parts of Vilvie and Eden's spiritual will entered the interior, greatly distributing and stabilizing the Qiong's spiritual body.

This extends the safe period to twelve years.

Three years have passed, yet Qiong can still move around easily for nine years in the accelerated time.

There is still plenty of time.

Another half year has passed like sand slipping through my fingers.

The Golden Courtyard is immersed in a peaceful and serene atmosphere.

Outside the courtyard, the flames of war within the Hyperion Empire raged repeatedly.

But under the unseen hand of the heavens, the sharp edge of war always managed to cleverly bypass this peaceful land, never disturbing this warmth and tranquility.

Krydella is fourteen years old.

The girl has changed drastically.

The once timid buds have been tempered under the shadow of power struggles, developing into resilient roots and proud branches.

As a puppet princess, she is on the edge of the power vortex, constantly enduring the open or covert contempt and control of the nobles.

This oppression, instead of making her humble, planted a seed of arrogance deep in her soul.

She disdains being a pawn to be manipulated; she longs to be the one who wields the pieces!

So she maintained the facade of a tamed princess while secretly observing and understanding everyone's weaknesses.

Greedily drawing wisdom from Qiong, they await the day when they can overturn the game.

Qiong is very satisfied with the progress of the princess's development.

The only downside is that, as she matured, Crydella almost never acted cute towards him anymore.

Even in the moments when she was alone with Kyon and Hazel, Krydella still revealed her true self.

However, her precocious nature caused her to completely lose the adorable charm and coquettishness she had in her childhood.

"teacher."

With a condescending, provocative smile that usually only appears on female brat characters in doujinshi, Crydella rested her chin on her hand and narrowed her eyes.

"Why are you still using such childish tactics on me?"

The young girl gently moved a chess piece with her delicate hand, but did not touch the queen that was offered to her.

Instead, it pushes a soldier into a brilliant position.

With one soldier, he simultaneously restrained the Queen of the Sky and another black soldier.

Qiong was heartbroken and beat his chest in despair.

Is the collection of dark history about the future queen destined to be remembered in Onphalus about to come to an end?

No! Absolutely not!

"It's not over yet!"

"Everything I have done so far has not been in vain. As long as I keep moving forward, the road will continue to extend, and it will continue to do so in the future."

As he moved the chess pieces one by one, flames seemed to burn fiercely in Qiong Jin's eyes.

"Don't stop!"

"Behold my ultimate move, the Great Harmony of Heaven and Earth!"

Qiong, with the momentum of throwing out a royal flush in Dou Dizhu, raised the black king high and placed it on the chessboard as if pointing to the world.

The force was so great that the sound of the chess pieces colliding with the chessboard echoed throughout the courtyard. The powerful aura even stirred up a wave of air. The dense chess power condensed into the phantom of the Chess Saint, standing behind Qiong and fighting alongside him.

"..."

Krystal squinted and made a sarcastic remark without any expression.

"The universe is in harmony, teacher, that's a move in Go."

Krystal was used to Qiong's nonsense and cooperated with a hint of helplessness, as if coaxing a child.

"Heavenly Demon Transformation".

When teaching her Go and how to play Go, Qiong told her the story of "Go Boy".

Crydella knew who this move was meant for.

"Heh heh, my foolish student!"

Qiong brought his index and middle fingers together and poked at Keludela's brow.

"Don't you know that good will always triumph over evil? You don't even have the spirit of the game, yet you dare to play against your master?"

Over nearly four years, Qiong taught Krydella many board games, including Go, Chinese chess, and international chess.

The two played chess the most, because chess existed in Onfaros.

This is also why Qiong initially gave Chess to Keldera, rather than Immortal Boat Chess.

"Ah, yes, yes, yes."

Krydella glanced helplessly at the faint silhouette formed by the water ripples behind Qiong, and at Heather, who stood calmly watching the battle from behind Qiong as always.

Her 'personal bodyguard' is spoiling her king again.

Those were water ripples created by Heather's abilities, serving no purpose other than decoration, merely to complement the Great Harmony of Heaven and Earth.

Are you envious? Or jealous? Don't be shy, tell me and make your teacher happy!

Qiong caught her gaze and immediately put on a teasing expression.

"Teacher, you need to get your delusions treated."

Krydella spoke calmly, but inwardly she gritted her teeth.

She understood that trying to capture Heather, a pawn, and take her place under her teacher was simply a pipe dream.

It was more than ten times more difficult than getting the teacher away from Heather.

"Oh dear, I never taught you to be so hypocritical!"

Qiong's tone was light and quick, and her fingertips placed a piece with the force of thunder.

"Checkmate!"

"You're going to die, my foolish student~"

Qiong placed her last piece, a pleased smile playing on her lips.

"Tsk, another loss."

Looking at the chess game that was completely deadlocked, and at the twisted smile on her teacher's face that resembled avant-garde art, Krystra's lips twitched.

"Playing chess with the teacher is definitely more interesting."

Rival's long-term performance of docility and cooperation lowered his guard, giving Kyon and Crydella a certain degree of freedom.

Although it made little difference to Qiong, Krydella's range of activities had indeed expanded considerably.

They can move freely within the city-state, under the watchful eyes of Rival's guards, and are able to operate near the palace.

At an age when her childishness was just beginning to fade, Her Highness the Princess walked proudly into the chess arena in the capital.

Those who underestimate will suffer repeated defeats, while those who are arrogant will surrender easily.

Her fame spread like wildfire, and she quickly became an unrivaled rising star in the capital's chess world.

There are only two, and Krydela can't win.

One of them was a strange woman of unknown origin whom they encountered in the forbidden area of ​​the palace, who played chess with herself.

Her identity is that of a hostage from an enemy state, imprisoned by the deceased previous king, and like her, she is under house arrest in the royal court.

His chess skills were so profound and unpredictable that they were unparalleled in the life of Kelvin.