There is no doubt that the old man is a good leader, but he is not a good opponent...

Because he can't play chess.

As the most famous foodie in the universe, the old man's lifelong wish is to eat all his life. He will never eat less if he can eat more, and he will never stand if he can lie down. His biggest hobby is lying in a forest shadow, rippling lakeside, eating all kinds of delicacies. Of course, it is best to have a beauty to deliver to him. However, he would never dare to tell the old woman about this one.

So the old man is very lazy. It is undoubtedly a cruel thing to rely on a lazy person to learn chess.

But today the dead old man had to stand up, walk up to the altar, and face an old man holding a small stone.

A stone is not a stone, but a chess piece.

The altar is not an altar, it is a chessboard.

Once he stepped on, he was about to enter the game, a chess game.

On the altar, Lestero looked at the dead old man calmly. His fingers were very dry and stable, and the small stones in the gaps were also fixed in the air. He had no choice but had already made a move. At this moment, everyone in the cave was connected with his fingers. His every move touched their future.

Fate formwork, the most strange and dangerous technique in mysticism. It was used casually by him, and it was everywhere like a cabbage. But only the dead old man knew what kind of power it contained in his casual posture.

There is a great horror between life and death, but what is terrifying is not life and death, but the unknown.

The footsteps stopped at the first step under the altar, and the dead old man stopped.

It was not that he didn't want to leave, but that at this moment, an equally shriveled palm appeared quietly and grabbed his sleeve from behind.

Just like the first meeting a thousand years ago.

"You can't go." The old woman said softly, but her tone was rare.

"You are too lazy to do your own clothes and cook by yourself. Even watching other little girls avoid my sight. A timid person is like a mouse. What else can you do except fight? It is better to kill you than to let you play chess. If you have been living a life of so many years, don't be a hero at this time, right?"

"……………” The old man was silent, but his eyes fell down and fell on the hand in his sleeve.

The hand was very shriveled and old, like a chicken's feet. But the old man remembered that it used to be very white and soft, like a lotus.

"There must be someone to go," said the old man. "You and I know what the destiny morphology means. It is dangerous enough for children to follow us to carry out this mission. This desperate future should not be borne by them."

"There is no future." The old woman said softly. "Actually, since we came here, our future has been cut off. I have been hesitating whether to tell you."

"Huh?" Unexpectedly, as soon as the old woman said this stupid word, the dead old man who was still calm just now suddenly became nervous. His eyes suddenly became extremely sharp.

"Are you sure you read it right?" The dead old man held the old woman's hand and said in a deep voice.

"It's not that I'm right, but that I didn't see it at all." The old woman replied in a low voice. She also looked down at the dead old man holding his hand tightly. "It's because I didn't see it that I said this. You should know what this means."

"Explanation..." The old man opened his mouth, and a trace of despair appeared in his eyes. "No more."

"Yeah." The old woman nodded slightly, but her next sentence was even more mindless. "I said, you touched my mother's hand again. Are you responsible for me this time?"

"You!" The old man was immediately angry. "When is it now? You still care about these things."

"Don't you care?" The old woman suddenly raised her head and interrupted the old man's words. "For me, what does it matter if there is a future? I didn't plan to go back alive this time. But... you touched my mother's hand. My mother's hand is so easy to touch? Last time you had to deal with Mana's maze, and then you touched it. This time you still have to be careless with me? You are really easy to bully me as you?"

"Uh!?" The old man's face suddenly became extremely embarrassed. He hurriedly wanted to let go of the old woman's hand, but he never thought that he would suddenly tighten his wrist and be held by the old woman instead.

When I looked around, the old woman's face turned out to be slightly flushed.

"You agreed to go your way and I will go up to my bridge. Now you first propose to join forces with me, and then you will get cheaper after taking advantage of me. Do you regret it?"

"Ah!?" The old man was stunned and hurriedly denied. "Where...where is there? I, I don't..."

"Do you dare to deny it!" The old woman interrupted the old man's words with a firm attitude, as if she had already decided that the old man was stubborn.

What if you encounter such an unreasonable old woman? He said anxiously. "What are you talking about in the past? What are you talking about when you have something to do now? The most important thing is here. It doesn't matter if we don't have a future, but our mission must be completed..."

As he said that, he was about to walk to the altar.

But he failed because the moment he let go, the old woman suddenly used force and held his palm firmly. The dead old man was slightly surprised, and turned back and saw the old woman's slightly calm face.

At this moment, the old woman was no longer as arrogant as before, but instead showed a hint of indifference.

She looked at the dead old man silently for a while and said softly.

"You don't want to go. You are not as good as me in this kind of thing."

"How can this be?" The old man suddenly became anxious. Even if he had never been so urgent before, his voice became louder. "Men should do the fight, just be a woman, just hide behind you. We have known each other for so long, when did I ask you to stand in front? Women should avoid joining in the man's affairs."

The old man's tone was very irritable, but he couldn't let him think too much at this time. He was an absolute machismo. He might have some problems, but he could not do anything if he let a woman stand in front of him.

Fighting is a man's business, and this kind of consciousness is no longer thought, but instinct.

In the past, as long as he showed this attitude, the old woman would definitely give in. But this time he miscalculated. Looking at his almost furious face, the old woman just looked at her calmly, and it took a long time to go far away. "No need to say more, old man, you and I have known each time, I asked you to do it every time. But this time..."

"sorry."

The old woman said softly, the next moment, a faint light lit up in her hand, and countless generations of dark red silk threads appeared outside the old man's body, trapping him like a rice dumpling. His pupils suddenly contracted, and he opened his mouth to say something.

But he could no longer say it. The dark red silk thread not only trapped him, but also his strength. He could only watch the old woman crossing him and step by step to the altar.

Just as she was about to step onto the altar, she stopped and said after a while of silence.

"I'm sorry, old guy. But this is the last time I've said sorry to you. You always choose to pretend to be confused about the past, but you should know. If you can hide once or twice, how can you hide three or four times? I know you've always thought about her, but she's dead. Since you like to pretend to be confused so much, why can't you really be confused once? Isn't it your favorite thing to let the past go?

Speaking of this, the old woman paused for a moment, a trace of pain flashed across her old face, but it disappeared without a trace in a flash.

"Okay. After saying so much, I actually want to tell you. I'm annoyed. So, from now on, you don't have to worry about me bullying you again. This time, the enemy will be dealt with. You know that you can't do this thing, and I'm an expert in this field. There will be no one who knows better than me in the entire Star Pirates."

"Who said, they all call me a witch?"

As he said that, the old woman raised her foot slightly and stood on the altar without looking back.

Standing on the board!

Entering the game!!

"No!" The dead old man suddenly had his eyes shattered, wishing he could stop him loudly. But he couldn't do anything at this moment, so he could only watch the old woman complete all this. Then he saw that Lestero's hand finally moved on the altar.

In the surprised gaze of the dead old man, his fingers fell slightly and he placed the small stone beside him.

"Farewell to life and death, love, hate, and love. The relationship between you humans is really confusing." He said, a trace of gloom flashing in his eyes. "I have never experienced such feelings. I'm sorry I can't understand what happened between you."

"It's just a game." The old woman smiled slightly. "That game of life as a bet. It's a pity that I seem to lose the bet."

"Is that true?" Lestero glanced at the dead old man under the altar and shook his head slightly. "But in my opinion, you didn't seem to lose."

"It's just that there is no winner. If you lose, you lose." The old woman sighed. "I'm willing to accept the loss. Of course I won't bet. But... you don't know about this kind of game, which makes me a little curious."

"There are no females in our place." Lestero answered frankly. "In order to keep our soldiers away from cowardice, all our children must leave their mothers from birth. Reproduction is also accomplished by selecting and plundering excellent mothers. Therefore, we are all the best warriors in the universe. The meaning of females to us is only about reproduction and consumption."

"It's cruel." The old woman nodded and said seriously. "So you are all bastards. It's natural to be exterminated."

"That's just because we're not strong enough." Lestero replied. His face was calm and he couldn't hear the old woman's sarcasm. "The survival of the fittest is the iron law of the universe. We are eliminated, so it is naturally the reason why we are weak. It has nothing to do with the bastard you mentioned. Well... I seem to understand your anger as a female, but this is meaningless to me."

"I stay here because of fate. You stand here because of fate. Whether it is feelings or mission, it is fate that allows us to walk on this chessboard. Under its testimony, we decide who is the strong."

"It's so easy for the strong to survive."

As he said that, Lestero took a last look at the dead old man outside the altar and said regretfully. "It's a pity that I want to keep you for a while. Unexpectedly, you broke my plan. That man is your so-called partner. I'm so sorry that I couldn't fight him. But it's not good to be able to kill you in front of him."

As he said that, Lestero twisted the stone beside him without hesitation, raised his hand and made a move.

Silently, the old woman's figure suddenly blurred, as if she had been erased.t
Chapter completed!