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 is clear that it is still ice and snow outside, but the autumn wind in November blows over the earing miscanthus on the island. From a distance, it looks like a golden sea is slowly swaying and undulating.

Surrounded by miscanthus is a heavily guarded castle, and this dark fortress exudes a chill atmosphere everywhere.

At this moment, inside the castle, the crystal chandelier diffused circles of dim light, covering the bright red carpet and the noble dark golden throne.

An old man with white hair was sitting on the throne, his hands were resting 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.

Even though she bowed her head humblely and respectfully, the facial features on the woman's face were still so cold, gorgeous and noble, and her fair skin was so transparent that it seemed to be shining, making it impossible to move her eyes away.

"Natasha, why are we trapped on this island? Have you found out the reason?" the old king asked.

Natasha always felt that his appearance was a little familiar, but she shook her head. She took a second look at him. This man's clothes looked like
"It's okay, as long as I know you, come with me." The boy said, "I will take you away from this island, and we can go to many places."

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

"what are you talking about?"

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 messy and dirty world."

His voice was so hoarse, but he seemed to have returned to his vigorous youth, the boy who longed for the girls in the court to look at him more.

The old king, who was over half a century old, seemed to be recalling a time like purgatory. His wrinkled and black-spotted hands convulsed violently, and the clenched scepter trembled accordingly.

"Well, that's the problem for me. I can't do anything, but I need you by my side."

"No, how come, you rescued me from purgatory."

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

Natasha lowered her eyes, the flames flickering in her pupils were extremely dim, as if they would be extinguished 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 hesitated for a long time, and the blue flames in her eyes flickered and disappeared. After a long time, she nodded: "Okay, but it may be inconvenient for you to bring a monster."

Thinking of this, the girl lowered her eyes and took a step forward, her body was already approaching the cliff.

"17 is old."

monster……

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

Under the throne, the maiden wept bitterly.

"What are you going to do?"

"Really...is there no way out?"

"What about you?"

Natasha slowly opened her eyes, she turned her head, and stared directly at the other party with eyes full of cold blue flames.

"I don't know." The woman lowered her eyelashes like butterfly wings, and said slowly: "But I found out that this is a sea area, and it doesn't belong to the sea area of ​​our world."

"king……"

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

"Do we have room to retreat?"

Natasha stared at it, and saw that the devil stretched out its cold claws, and carefully handed a seed emitting green flames into her palm.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind her: "The stone statue of the queen, I'm here to find you."

"what chance?"

Natasha didn't speak. The king stretched out his old hand and caressed her chin lovingly.

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

"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 since six years ago, you have been making decisions on my behalf. Those subordinates are often ridiculing, saying that I am the 'puppet king', saying that I will only leave everything to you to decide."

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

Hearing this name, Baifoya took a breath: "Qing...Qinghong?"

Running into the palace, I saw that on the broken throne, the king's body was gradually petrified. With a smile on his face, he said in a hoarse and muddy voice:

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

"That's right, it is the 'Qinghong' that you captured in prison decades ago. According to my understanding during this period of time, it is a demon from hell and possesses knowledge far beyond that of human beings."

In the end, Natasha walked from the forest into the mountains. She stopped on the edge of the cliff, closed her eyes, the blue flames in her pupils stopped dancing, and the autumn wind in November brushed her cheeks.

Speaking of this, his lips were also covered by stone layers, and the old smile on his face froze: "Bringing you back from the slums was the most correct decision in my life."

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

She whispered, her voice choked with sobs.

Natasha's eyes flashed with blue flames. Under the privileges bestowed by the devil, she was the only one who could act even if she turned into a stone statue. She ran to the palace desperately and said incoherently:
"King...King...King...King..."

King Baifoa coughed twice and interrupted her:

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

"what are you going to do?"

It was clearly a voice 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, very kind.

"Forty years...a full 40 years." The devil named 'Qinghong' whispered, "Ma'am, this is the right decision, thank you for freeing me, you deserve it."

"Yes, that's what it means, Your Majesty the King."

Some of them panicked and flustered, some brandished spears, and some cried up to the sky. All their expressions and movements were fixed at one point.

"How can you say that?" King Byphoa said. "You are the most intelligent person I have ever met. If even you are sure that there is no hope for this country, then..."

"I understand."

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

The raging fire rose from Natasha's palm, engulfed the entire prison, and spread to the entire Byphoa Kingdom. The miscanthus in November dissipated instantly under the erosion of the flames.

"Where to go?"

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

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

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

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

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

Natasha stood up, a white dress fluttering in the November autumn wind, she walked out of the resplendent castle, all the way to the deepest and darkest prison in the whole kingdom.

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

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

"Not anymore," Natasha said, "Not anymore, Your Highness."

The devil suddenly laughed wildly. It grinned, and its playful eyes were full of violence and hatred.

"So?" he asked.

"Natasha, after my death, you will become the most powerful person in this country, you will become the empress of the Byphoa Kingdom, and the people will willingly submit to your feet with longing and fear for you."

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

"Thank you." She closed her butterfly-like eyes, and said softly, "When I was still in the slum, King Byfoa gave me such a hug. At that time, I decided... I will always follow him and be loyal to him. to him."

The left palm of King Baifoa was propped on the armrest of the throne, and his right hand was propped on his drooping forehead. There was light in his cloudy eyes, and he said after a long silence:
"...That's all up to you."

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

i am a monster...

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

"king!"

Natasha lowered her head even deeper, her lowered eyes were cold and sad, and the hem of her snow-white skirt swayed gently.

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

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

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

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

She walked on the desolate land, everything was so silent, all vitality was obliterated by the blue sea of ​​flames.

"My name is Ansenlu." The boy said while extending his right hand to her.

"Do you still know me?" The boy pointed to his face.

King Baifoa roared: "Natasha, do you want to listen to the words of the devil?!"

"I see." The old king stroked the scepter with his hand, and asked after a while, "Natasha, how old are you?"

"That's not the case, King Byphoa, you..."

The old king watched her cheek and smiled slightly.

"Natasha, you have to live a good life, live for yourself, people... only this life."

"Natasha."

Natasha felt the temperature from the top of her head, and suddenly asked, "Can you give me a hug?"

The flickering flames, the dense iron nets, and the strange and hideous face behind the iron nets.

But for a long time, the puppet king was frozen on the throne forever as a stone statue.

"Qinghong."

"I said..." the boy shrugged, "Come with me, how boring is it to stay here?"

"That's good. Getting along with an old man like me day and night is really not something a girl should do. All I can give you is absolute respect and all authority."

She walked outside the city wall from the Byphoa Kingdom, and what she saw was also a lifeless stone statue. There was no sympathy in Natasha's eyes. She thought they were all damned.

Natasha walked for a long time without eating or drinking, and all the terrified stone statues were in sight, and all the people of Byfoa Kingdom turned into stones that could not be knocked awake.

Her pupils shrank suddenly, and she whispered in the warm flame, every inch of her nerves seemed to be ruptured, she walked forward with difficulty like a monster, and her beautiful face and figure in the past were gradually covered with stone.

"The army sent by our hostile country 'Cantillo Kingdom' was also involved in this space travel. At this time, they are fully armed and waiting outside the city wall, waiting for us to disarm and surrender."

"This is the Qinghong Holy Flame?"

"That's just..."

"It's been so long since I brought you back." The old king's cloudy eyes lit up, "You know, I've been called incompetent all my life, and the most correct thing I've ever done is to live in the slums. I saw a girl, a girl wearing dirty and tattered clothes, but her eyes were full of coldness and arrogance."

An Senlu froze for a moment, thinking why it was so sudden, this chess type investigation task is also strange, right?Despite a lot of confusion, he finally hugged her gently.

"You are not a monster. I just realized that you are so good-looking. The previous chess form is a bit old." The young man put his hand on his chin, "Well... it may also be because of the makeup."

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

On the desolate land, not only the people of the Byphoa Kingdom, but even the enemy soldiers waiting outside the city walls were all infected by the blue fire, turning into stone statues and freezing in place.

She walked from outside the city to the forest again, and the creatures in the forest remained silent. She stretched out her slender hand and stroked the bird that had solidified into stone on the branch, and the blue flames in her eyes danced.

"That is, we came to another world?"

"To see the whole world."

The violent flames are like wild beasts, gnawing at every organ of the infected person, every jailer in the prison is screaming, the roar is so ferocious that it makes people shiver.

"Trust me! Ma'am! In the future you will meet another monarch, a monarch you are really willing to bow your head to, and now this incompetent old king, let me end his stupid and ridiculous life!"

"Natasha, let's get to know each other again."

"There is... no chance." Natasha said in a low voice: "The troops and equipment they brought were too powerful. During the transfer of our kingdom to this world, we lost our arsenal and most of the generals."

"Oh, then should you follow me in the future?" An Senlu asked with a chuckle.

"Well, I'll go with you."

As the sun set, under the bleak afterglow, the stone layer on the girl's cheeks collapsed, tears flowed from her cold eyes, but there was a faint smile on her mouth.

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