* * *

"Have you been, Chief?"

"I've been there."

Chief of the Westerners who greet with respect.

As soon as I heard the respect, the chief's men were unaware of it.

Self-defense, the Western chieftain basically treated you like nothing, but when he was excited, he used words of respect.

"· · · What happened?"

The men who started worrying about what the chief was going to do.

One of his subordinates asked the head of the West as the representative.

"I've been looking at the humans Jane asked me to find out."

"As the blue violinist asked? Did you investigate yourself?"

"Yes."

'You're wasting your time doing useless things again!' Though he thought, his companions deeply groaned.

The head of the competent western clan enjoyed a mix of humankind and humour, but never neglected the operation of the western clan.

It was surprising to be able to manage the chief's time by adding it directly and collecting information.

"There was a human background that cared."

"There were two humans you were asked to investigate. Are you referring to one of those two men and women in grade 0?"

"Yes, that's right. The girls' side was interesting, but the boys' side was more concerned."

"You mean the supernova, the goddess who survived the Ung clan."

The Western chieftain nods.

"Yes."

"Players of that age are good, but there are also students with more spectacular performance in silver advertising. What did you care about?"

"History before you became a player."

The head of the West floated a hologram.

The hologram lists the winners of the last three years of the national chess tournament.

At the top of all the lists, the name "God of Courage" was not missing.

"That student was a chess player."

"Yes, but at some point last year I didn't go to the starting point. I like that point."

"It wasn't long before you turned 17 and became a full player, was it?"

A full player could not enter a chess ranking based on Elo ratings managed by the World Chess Federation (FIDE), nor could he be awarded a master title.

I played chess as a hobby, and it wasn't weird to say I quit right before I became a full player.

"That's right, but there's something I care about."

The Western chieftain said, recalling the reaction of those who had met and talked to him in person.

"First, there is a record of the goddess of God who does not remember him properly."

He was of different ages, genders, and occupations, but he didn't remember him at all.

"The intellectual abilities of chess players are excellent. But I don't remember the whole thing. It's strange that the impression of a chess article with such an award-winning history is so blurred."

Videos, photos, texts.

Jo's record was perfect.

However, neither the electronics nor the chess association officials remembered the teachings properly.

One of them responded, 'I think so too.'

It seemed like a massive information manipulation had taken place.

"Secondly, I think my husband, who lost his entire family in an accident last year and has been out of chess for more than half a year, participated in a silver commercials in-school chess competition."

Is it that bothersome to quit chess with the shock of losing your family and start over after half a year of rest?

The men who listened to the Western chieftain raise their heads.

"Thirdly, the attitude of the human player that I blessed was subtle."

"Subtle?"

"I gave her the information purely, but somehow I feel like I erased it."

"· · · What does that mean?"

The Western chieftain laughed and added a word.

"I love these things."

I didn't understand what was good, but my men nodded as if they knew.

* * *

Early morning.

After the training, I checked the device and there was no noticeable message.

'Hongyubin seemed to have something to say.'

Is everything okay in Hong Kyu-bin's message thread as usual? "Hey," are you doing well in school? I only heard groaning and groaning greetings like, "Overtime is hard."

'I'll be busy, so I'll stop interrogating.'

I like it a little, but I decided to let it go.

In preparation for school, I checked the Silver Advertising Web Community Comprehensive Bulletin, and I saw a post posted by the third grade 0th class commander.

[3rd Grade 0 Half Final Surrender Review]

The last day of the teacher's post was called "Mid Surrender Review," and the final surrender review really came up.

[Subtitle: The wall is too strong]

I only read the title, but I wanted to stop reading it.

'I want to stop reading, but I care.'

In the end, I couldn't beat curiosity and kept reading.

The content was surprisingly plain.

Third grade Survival Game Training Course.

Dozens of lines of passages summarized as' (roughly too strong) '.

It was a fairly okay review compared to the 0-and-a-half hurdles.

'But why are there so many comments?'

That question was resolved on the last page.

[The biggest defeat factor was the betrayal of the 'Energy of the Universe'. I believed it. How could you do this? In the third grade, we decided to break the 'Energy of the Universe'.

I will find them.

Find it.

I will take revenge.

Reviews are over.]

The energy of the universe? Betrayal? Revenge?

What the hell are you talking about?

I don't understand, but I'm going to fight the energy of the universe.

A third-grade zero-half review sent to Andromeda with the mind of a reader in just a few lines.

It was worth a lot of comments.

[What did I read?]

[Abstract: Aerospace]

[Why wasn't it a secret training operation? Was it steamed? blah blah]

[The third grade 0th-grader was at least fine, but now he's the main lunatic;;;;;]

[ Environment is so important · · ·.]

[The energy of the universe is wrong.]

[This should also listen to the energy position of the universe.]

[ Do we need to know?]

In any case, the third grade 0th class surrendered to the wall boots, but their fight is likely to continue.

Looking at seniors in grades 2 and 3, I once again felt how nice and gentle our children were.

I should be careful not to zero-grade children.

Of course, Huangzhou seems to be late in many ways, so let's make an exception.

At the end of the day, when the declaration of the third grade of the 0th grade of space warfare was buzzing.

After school.

Newspaper office of the General Assembly Hall.

Before I tried to enter the first grade distress of Emperor Ho and the newspaper room, the head of the newspaper called me.

"Senior, the author, is interviewing you, and you have designated a journalist to cover it."

The author does not perform well, nor does he interview.

Sometimes I go on the condition that I only play when I'm on a music pro.

The face of the lake of eternity is authoritative, but the voice of Jared Lee is quite clear.

'Is the author intending to be active in this album activity? It's weird, though.'

At the end of today, the sound recordings of the author's new song 'Homecoming' were released.

The song that begins with Picicato, which was first released in a domestic performance in Hoang Association.

The return reaction, which was published at 0 o'clock, was explosive.

The extent to which the various cover versions of the return recorded by members of the music club practiced throughout the morning were used as a species throughout the class.

A book that is back at the heart of the topic with the release of new songs.

The head of the newspaper thinks he can't, but he has made a request to cover the lake of eternity.

"I was surprised to hear the answer! He told me that when you came as a journalist, he would give you an interview. Did you know your boss?"

"When the protagonist came to the show, he said hello for a moment while working as a performance staff."

"You did! God, I'll think about the question. Give me an interview!"

There were a few things that took time for the author.

The facades I saw during my performance.

This interview may solve that question and the feeling of disguise.

I gladly nod.

"Yes, can you help me with my research?"

The head of the newspaper answered brightly.

"Absolutely! New Ron is already investigating."

With the help of the newspaper and the best sources of information, he was able to investigate the author.

After the inactivity.

Before breaking up with the Emperor.

"· · · Are you really not curious?"

The Emperor asked me not to say it again, and it was stretched.

Huangji-ho seems upset because I wanted to tell you.

I started to wonder a little, but I didn't want to ask why I was so stubborn.

"Uh, I'm not really curious."

The Emperor snapped at his grumpy face and turned away.

That's not the direction of the gate, but I don't know where it's going.

I decided I should ask you politely next time. I checked the holographic map and went to the designated coordinates.

'I think it's here.'

The third gym within the General Hospital premises.

This is where the chess competition takes place.

"Rent a gym, not a conference room? More people are coming than I thought. '

In front of the third gym.

Chess players and spectators were required to enter the different entrances.

I showed the staff badge to the members of the Chess Consumption Stalemate, so I led them to the entrance dedicated to chess players.

The waiting room that arrived that way.

I saw tons of playable characters.

"Hello, Goddess. Let's work hard today!"

It's Park Seung Hyun who has been greeting me sometimes in the dorm.

He was also a chess contestant.

I liked to use my head more than my body, and I knew I had aptitude, but I didn't think I would like chess.

I had a bright face about what to expect from the chess tournament.

It was very different from the face I saw on Fools' Day.

"Yes, please."

I can't believe there are so many playable characters who love chess.

I didn't even know if there was a chess competition because the story wasn't covered in the game.

'If the Playable Character hadn't participated so much, he would have run away.'

There were some who floated the hologram and fought chess AI.

The holographically embodied chessboard and moving chess pieces made my head blush.

I felt a more severe headache than when I opened the dedicated menu window.

"The opening ceremony is about to begin! Please move!"

What kind of opening ceremony is there at the school chess competition?

I followed the staff while thinking strangely.

'It's wider than I thought.'

1st floor is the stadium, 2nd floor is the hallway.

Judges and staff are on stage on the first floor.

I thought I was going straight to the first floor, but the students who participated in the chess competition were also on the first floor.

Looking down on the first floor of the stage, it seemed quite nice to have only tables and chairs in a spacious gym.

"Before the opening, we start the opening show. Don't move to be safe."

The solvent grabbed the microphone and said a word.

The opening show? Safety? '

The question was quickly resolved.

The gym that was empty began to change with the hand of the solvent gun that stretched out both hands.

A fist-sized cubic space made of solvent was stacked like a block to make ornaments.

Waaaah ―

A cheer poured out from the second floor audience on the changing landscape.

'Awesome!'

Giant white and black chess pieces surrounding the gym.

A sophisticated arrangement of white and black chess pieces that, from the top, make them look like the texts of a silver ad.

In addition, I reconstructed the second floor of the audience like a box stone in an opera theater.

Solvents that are colored in small spaces and stacked like blocks.

Because of the constraints in exercising power because of the teacher's contract, I saw a drop of sweat pouring into the temples of the solvents after all the work.

The handkerchief stopped, he said.

"― Declare the opening of the Stalemate, Silver Advertising School Chess Competition."

In the applause of the audience and the players, the chess competition began.

And my first match was the Playable Character Margin.

Ends