Global Games: Old Chess Players

Chapter 199 "Your name is Natasha."

Pacific Ocean, an unknown island.

The climate of this island is completely different from the outside world, as if separated by an invisible wall.

It was clear that it was still ice and snow outside, but the November autumn wind blew through the earing miscanthus on the island. From a distance, it looked like a golden sea slowly swaying and undulating.

A heavily guarded castle is surrounded by miscanthus. This dark fortress exudes a chilling atmosphere everywhere.

At this moment, inside the castle, the crystal chandelier spread out circles of dim light, covering the bright red carpet and the dark golden throne that showed nobility.

An old man with gray hair was sitting on the throne. He put his hands on the scepter, and the bottom of the scepter was touching the ground.

In front of him, a woman in a white dress was half-kneeling on the ground.

Although she lowered her head humbly and respectfully, the features on the woman's face were still so cold, gorgeous, and noble. Her fair skin was so transparent that it seemed to be shining, making it impossible to take your eyes away.

"Natasha, have you found out why we are trapped on this island?" The old king spoke.

It was clearly a sound she had never heard before, a language she had never learned, but it was so familiar to her ears, as if she had heard it somewhere before, and it was very familiar.

"Forty years... a whole forty years." The devil named 'Qinghong' whispered, "Madam, this is the right decision. Thank you for liberating me. This is what you deserve."

"In other words, we have come to another world?"

Natasha's eyes were flashing with green flames. Under the privilege given by the devil, she was the only one who could move even if she turned into a stone statue. She ran to the palace desperately and said incoherently:

"King...King...King...King..."

"I said..." the young man shrugged, "come with me, how boring is it to stay here?"

"Your Highness, I will protect this kingdom for you." Natasha said firmly.

At this point, his lips were also covered with stone, and the old smile on his face settled: "Bringing you back from the slums is the most correct decision in my life."

I am a monster...

Some of them were panicking and confused, some were brandishing spears, and some were looking up to the sky and crying. All their expressions and movements were frozen at one point.

"This is the Qinghong Holy Fire?"

The flickering firelight, the dense iron nets, and the strange and ferocious face behind the iron nets.

Natasha lowered her eyes, and the flickering flame in her pupils was extremely dim, as if it would extinguish at any moment. She knelt in front of the throne for a long time, and gently stroked the cheek of the king's stone statue with her hand.

Natasha raised her cold face and looked directly at King Baifoya: "Your Highness, there is another way."

"That's not the case, King Baifoya..."

"What on earth...are you talking about?"

He rubbed Natasha's hair and said, "It's okay, we two bums can hug each other to keep warm."

"No more," Natasha said, "No more, Your Highness."

Her pupils shrank suddenly, and she whispered in the warm flames. Every nerve seemed to be about to break. She was walking hard like a monster, and her beautiful face and figure were gradually covered with stone.

Natasha always felt that his appearance was a bit familiar, but she still shook her head. She looked at him twice. This man's clothes looked like

"It doesn't matter. I just need to know you. Come with me." The boy said, "I will take you away from this island. We can go to many places."

"How can you say this?" King Baifoya said, "You are the smartest person I have ever met. If even you are sure that this country has no hope, then..."

Natasha opened her lips slightly and said softly: "Your Highness, you are an excellent person. It is my honor to be by your side."

"That's just..."

"Believe me! Madam! In the future you will meet another monarch, a monarch you are truly willing to bow to, and now this stupid and incompetent old king, let me end his stupid and ridiculous life!"

"Yes, hahahaha, yes, you deserve this!"

After a pause, Natasha lowered her voice and said expressionlessly: "I will bear the price."

"Natasha, I have read your picture book. The blooming sunflower is very beautiful. Your hometown...that small village is also very beautiful, like a fairyland outside the world."

"Qinghong."

Natasha opened her mouth, and after a long silence she said, "Your Highness, from the moment I came to you, I have never regretted it."

"No, this island is not as vast as our mainland."

Natasha's head lowered even further, her lowered eyes were cold and sad, and her snow-white skirt swayed slightly.

"Natasha...tell me the current situation of my country."

"Thank you." She closed her butterfly-wing eyes and said softly: "When I was still in the slums, King Baifoya also gave me such a hug. At that time, I decided... to follow him and be loyal to him from now on.

To him."

Natasha stared at it and saw the devil stretching out its cold claws and carefully handing a seed emitting green flames into her palm.

"Natasha, you..." The king coughed violently.

"I chose you, made you my wife, gave you supreme power, and gave you the most noble life in the world, but I have never touched your body once, because I always treat you as my daughter.

"

Natasha slowly opened her eyes, turned her head, and looked directly at the other person with cold blue eyes.

"What chance?"

"See the whole world."

"That's good. Being with an aging person like me day and night is really not what a girl should do. All I can give you is absolute respect and all authority."

"Where to go?"

Ansenlu was stunned for a moment, thinking why it was so sudden. Isn't this chess investigation mission strange? Even though he was confused, he hugged her gently in the end.

"I see." The old king rubbed his scepter with his hand and asked after a moment: "Natasha, how old are you this year?"

"Do you hate me, Natasha?" asked the king.

The boy stared at her cheek and asked, "Speaking of which, I've always wanted to know what your name is?"

"I don't know." The woman lowered her eyelashes like butterfly wings and said slowly: "But I found out from my investigation that this is a sea area that does not belong to our world."

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind her: "Queen's Stone Statue, I'm here to find you."

The king shook his head and interrupted her: "Compared to the power struggle in the palace, compared to the constant wars and turmoil day and night, what you want more is a peaceful life, but I dragged you into it.

This chaotic and dirty world.”

She walked from the outside of the city to the forest again, and the creatures in the forest were no longer moving. She stretched out her slender hands and stroked the birds that had solidified into stone on the branches, and the blue flames danced in her eyes.

"It turns out that it has been so long since I brought you back." The old king's cloudy eyes lit up, "You know, I have been called fatuous and incompetent my whole life. The most correct thing I have ever done was to live in the slums.

I saw a girl, a girl wearing dirty and tattered cloth, but her eyes were full of coldness and arrogance."

"Then what do we need to win this battle?"

King Baifoya growled: "Natasha, do you want to listen to the devil's words?!"

She walked outside the city wall from the Kingdom of Baifoya and saw the same lifeless stone statues. There was no sympathy in Natasha's eyes. She thought they were all dead people.

"Natasha."

"Natasha, let's get acquainted again."

The devil suddenly laughed crazily, grinning its mouth, its playful eyes filled with violence and hatred.

His voice was so hoarse, but it seemed like he was back in his youthful days, the boy who longed for the girls in the court to look at him one more time.

"I see."

The violent flames were like wild beasts, eating every organ of the infected person. Every jailer in the prison was roaring, and the roar was so ferocious that it made people shiver.

Natasha said nothing, and the king stretched out his old hand and stroked her chin lovingly.

Natasha opened the cell, her face and voice as cold as ever: "I'm ready."

"The army sent by our hostile country, the Kingdom of Cantillo, has also been involved in this space travel. At this time, they are waiting outside the city wall in full force, waiting for us to surrender."

Fiery fire rose from Natasha's palm, enveloped the entire prison, and then spread to the entire Kingdom of Baifoya. The miscanthus in November disappeared in an instant under the erosion of the flames.

"Well, this problem is difficult for me. I don't do anything, but I need you to be by my side."

Natasha lowered her head and looked at her hands blankly. The flame she felt was warm. This might be a little 'special treatment' given to her by the devil before leaving.

The old king, who was over fifty years old, seemed to be recalling a period of purgatory. His hands covered with wrinkles and black spots convulsed violently, and the scepter he held trembled.

King Baifoya's open left palm was supported on the armrest of the throne, and his right hand was supporting his drooping forehead. His cloudy eyes were shining with light. After a long silence, he said:

"...That's all up to you."

King Baifoya coughed twice and interrupted her:

Not long after, the Puppet King became a stone statue, forever solidified on the throne.

Natasha hesitated for a long time, and the green flames in her eyes flickered. After a long time, she nodded: "Okay, but it may not be convenient for you to bring a monster with you."

"My name is Anson Deer." The young man said while extending his right hand to her.

The girl was wailing under the throne, her heart breaking.

"king……"

"And you?"

Natasha felt the temperature coming from the top of her head and suddenly asked: "Can you hug me?"

Hearing this name, Bai Foya took a breath of cold air: "Qing... Qinghong?"

"You are not a monster. I just realized that you are so good-looking, and your previous chess form was a bit too old." The young man put his hand on his chin, "Well... maybe it's because of the disguise."

"Natasha, I am old and no longer have the ability to lead this country." The old king said seriously, "In fact, I should have admitted that you have been making decisions on my behalf since six years ago.

Those ministers often tease me, saying that I am the 'Puppet King' and that I will only leave everything to you to decide."

Natasha stretched out her petrified right hand, paused, and then took it back, "I will bring misfortune, I killed my own people, I killed my king, I..."

Running into the palace, I saw the king's body gradually turning to stone on the broken throne. He smiled and said in a hoarse and muddy voice:

"Yes, that's what I mean, Your Highness the King."

Natasha walked for a long time without eating or drinking. All she could see were stone statues with frightened expressions. The people of the Kingdom of Baifoya had all turned into stones that could not be knocked awake.

However, she could no longer feel the touch of the wind.

Finally, Natasha walked from the forest into the mountains. She stopped at the edge of the cliff, closed her eyes, the green flames in her pupils stopped beating, and the autumn wind in November blew against her cheeks.

The old king looked at her cheek and smiled softly.

"Yes, it is the 'Qinghong' who was imprisoned by you decades ago. According to what I have learned during this period, it is a demon from hell and possesses knowledge far beyond that of humans."

"Do we have room to retreat?"

Natasha stood up, wearing a white dress that fluttered in the November autumn wind. She walked out of the splendid castle and went straight into the prison in the deepest and darkest place of the entire kingdom.

"It made a deal with me. As long as we let it go, it will bring us a power called the 'Qinghong Holy Fire', but to activate this power, we must pay a price."

"Is there really... no way out?"

"What are you going to do?"

"No, how could it be? You rescued me from purgatory."

"There is...no chance." Natasha whispered: "The troops and equipment they brought were too powerful. In the process of our kingdom being transferred to this world, we lost the arsenal and most of them.

soldiers."

"You are the gentlest person I have ever seen, unlike any king in the history of the Baifoya Empire."

She whispered, her voice slightly choked.

"Natasha, you have to live well and live for yourself. You only have this life."

"king!"

"I just hope that Your Highness can die in peace, instead of being beheaded by the enemy and hung on the city wall for public display." Natasha lowered her eyes and said in a deep voice:

monster……

On the desolate land, not only the people of the Baifoya Kingdom, but also the enemy soldiers waiting outside the city walls were all infected by the blue fire and turned into stone statues that froze in place.

"what are you up to?"

"It doesn't matter." An Senlu took a step forward, grabbed her retracted hand, and teased: "I am also a broom star. I have killed my parents since I was a child. I have also killed the few people who care about me.

"

"Natasha, after my death, you will become the most powerful person in this country. You will become the empress of the Kingdom of Baifoya, and the people will willingly surrender to you with their longing and fear of you."

"Your Highness, this is the last chance for the Kingdom of Baifoya to survive."

Natasha lowered her head and said softly: "I am...a monster."

"Do you still know me?" The young man pointed at his face.

"Seventeen years old."

The girl thought this way, lowered her eyes, took a step forward, and her body was already approaching the cliff.

"Is this so?" he asked.

She walked on the desolate land, everything was so silent, and all vitality was wiped out by the blue sea of ​​fire.

"Oh, then should you come with me from now on?" Ansonlu asked with a chuckle.

"Well, I'll go with you."

The sun was setting in the west, and under the dim afterglow, the stone layer on the girl's cheek spread away, her cold eyes were filled with tears, but there was a faint smile on her mouth.

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