I, holding a long sword in my hand, only know one move

The girl who held them tightly in her arms had tears on her cheeks. After hearing what Rick and Hubie said, she raised her head and opened her mouth to Cheng Rang, who was standing silently by the side. Her mouth seemed to be saying: "Please ”

Such a strong petition reached Cheng Rang's heart through the semi-humid air.

Ke Long could no longer hide the past on his face, and used a forced smile to fool the past expression. It was concern for his family, love, and all the strong emotions of hoping for happiness and reunion.

.......

"Cheng, you are a very powerful person, right?"

"Of course, the completion rate of tasks and commissions is 100% so far."

"Then please, please bring Rick back unharmed... okay?"

"give it to me."

That was the commission Ke Long gave him when he and Rick went on their first expedition a year ago.

From the first time and every time after that.

As long as Cheng Rang says: "Leave it to me." This sentence will definitely achieve what he promised.

With this thought in mind, Ke Long once again made his final request to Cheng Rang.

——Please, don’t let the two of them die!

This is already a request and commission that is different in nature from every previous one. No, it is better to say - [delivery].

I can't keep up with you, so please carry my expectations with you.

Looking at Ke Long's tear-covered cheeks, Cheng Rang closed his eyes, opened them again, and promised her in a very serious tone.

"give it to me."

.......

With a reassuring smile, Ke Long wiped away her tears and embarked on the journey back to the settlement. Before leaving, she looked back at Cheng Rang while sitting on the horse for a long time. Her lips moved several times, as if she was struggling with what to say, but after a few moments, she looked back at Cheng Rang. With a confused look on his face, he still didn't say anything.

This may be the last chance or maybe... Ke Long knows this very well. For some reason, it may be a woman's intuition, she just knows it very well.

She tightened her grip on the reins and spurred her horse away, leaving behind a delicate silhouette of dust that drifted further and further away in the black and dusty wilderness.

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The ghosts surrounded the round table, and the leader of ghosts spread his hands on the plate.

"We don't exist."

"Don't kill anyone, don't let anyone die, just use various means, intelligence, strategy and deception to induce the battle situation - if there are both rules and victory conditions, then it is clearly a [game]."

"Everything is determined on this map - that is, it can only be determined on the board. So... let's decide the 'chess pieces'."

Gathering all the sights and body, the Ghost Leader took out the white chess piece.

"this is us."

White king.

"It's the weakest piece, the one that doesn't become anything else, but it's the most important piece, the one that ends when killed."

He placed the piece outside the board and continued his explanation.

"We are kings, but we are also - ghosts."

The one who does not exist, the one who cannot exist, therefore cannot be noticed.

"We are nowhere, but we are everywhere. We are the ones who control everything from outside."

Then, take out a plurality of chess pieces, all of which are white chess pieces.

"Win the game without taking any pieces. Therefore all races are white."

He said this and took out the white soldier.

"This is a beastman."

He placed the white soldiers on the plate, where the orcs lived.

One of the "ghosts" seemed to have remembered something funny and said softly: "Orcs? It seems that I have been recognized once. Let me go and meet them."

.......

Three orcs removed their aura and wandered in the forest looking for food.

In this kind of world and era, even for beastmen, it is not easy to secure food. After all, there are only a few normal animals alive, and there are also only a few other races that can hunt without taking risks.

They concentrated on using their five senses and followed the scent - and finally found a prey.

——It's a human being. Although this kind of animal is not very tasty, it can at least satisfy the hunger.

They communicate with each other using a voice that only beastmen can hear. Even if the other party is a human, they should not take it lightly.

The human being who was selected as the "prey" was wrapped in a black cloak. A long white stick-like object was pinned to his waist, slightly raising the hem of the cloak.

Surrounded and swarmed——

Just when the sharp teeth were about to fall, they all jumped back quickly as if they bounced away.

"Is this the beastman species...oh?

Hey~ It’s okay if you want to eat me, but I promise it will be hard to eat. "

"....who are you?!"

The three orcs showed full caution against a certain creature that looked like a human being who spoke the language of orcs.

At that moment, the intuition that only came from the beast started ringing alarm bells in his brain!

If you bite it - you will definitely die!

Obviously that guy was just standing there, not doing anything, with flaws all over his body, but it just gave people the suffocating feeling of death.

It seems that after opening your mouth, countless sharp blades have been placed between each tooth and inserted into your throat, causing you to feel sharp pain.

But he didn't make any other moves. He just said: "In the western Gulf Coast Forest where the orcs are based, the goblins are preparing to conduct bomb detonation experiments there."

"what are you saying!"

Together, the three beastmen observe each other using their five senses, which can be heard from the beating of the heart to the sound of the blood flowing.

roar! Run! Endless vitality.

The aura that only belongs to the strong is like the iron hooves of thousands of troops coming towards you. Trample, trample, and crush everything about you.

One orc was so frightened that his legs weakened and he fell to the ground.

——The body temperature is normal and the heartbeat is normal...but what was that feeling just now? !

The beastmen looked at each other and came to only one conclusion.

No matter how similar he is, the guy in front of him is definitely not human!

Staring at his dark eyes, you will gradually feel cold starting from the tips of your toes, and then you will be unable to control your limbs, and your whole body will slowly become stiff as if dead.

For the orcs with extremely keen senses, this is simply torture.

"There is no need for me to lie, but if you have any doubts, just go to the place marked on this map and have a look. Are you a blood-bad individual? If it is a goblin facility, you should be able to sneak into it easily and find out what they are doing. It's the right thing. I'll just give you a hint."

The orc who was named was the only bloody individual who was not trembling all over to the point of falling down.

He continued: "That is - a large-scale destructive weapon called [Marrow Explosion] that can kill even the gods."

"!!!" Unknowingly, cold sweat had soaked his back, and the orc's pupils suddenly shrank to the most dangerous needle-like shape.

"Go find it, and then see whether you want to take it away or destroy their information and equipment. But don't even think about destroying the weapons! Because everything may disappear at that moment, and the entire west side of the Lucia continent will Therefore, it will be reduced to ashes~"

Then, the mysterious [unknown creature] finished what he wanted to say and left leisurely.

Chapter 57 The chess game called "World" (2)

"Hubby, do you have any reaction?"

"....No, no problem."

Hearing Rick's question, Hubie pretended to use a spiritual needle plate to detect life reactions.

After confirming that there was no one, the ghosts sneaked into the goblin facility together.

The steel structure that was originally a goblin facility was now marked with huge claw marks, and its original appearance was no longer visible.

There are even claw marks on the ground as deep as human height.

"That's outrageous..." Rick commented calmly on everything in front of him.

There was nothing difficult about this matter. It was just a matter of using the information on the strategic map to sneak into the fallen battleship of the goblin race that destroyed the settlement, and exchange a little bit of information through communication.

Then all we have to do is convey the facts to the beastmen and tell them that the beastman's residence is the intended place to detonate the experiment.

"How many bloody villains broke in? With this level of destruction, is it true that no one died, boss?"

"Yes, no, because there is no blood - he is indeed a beastman, with great intuition." Rick answered the question of the person behind him.

If you have the five senses of a beastman, you can use your inhuman five senses to calculate the number of people in the facility from a distance.

Then as long as an appropriate number of blood-bad individuals rush in, it will be fine.

Goblins are not stupid. They cannot use magic casually next to bombs that will destroy everything.

What if several bloody orcs appeared? Is there any other option besides running away?

And the orcs are not stupid either. They have priority over the escaping goblins——

"It seems that the rumored Marrow Explosion was taken away. Boss, is it an orc or a goblin?"

"It's a beastman. Are there any other species that can leave footprints on a floor made of steel?"

They were probably carried out by force.

However, the orcs' intuition should be the best to understand the danger of that bomb. So instead of running around with the bomb in their arms, they can only dispose of the bomb and then escape.

"That's why I said this is a [game]."

As long as the conditions are right, that race will be completely unable to resist a certain race. Because of this, the war continues.

"But the goblins will not leave this place alone. The time limit is fifteen minutes, and they will disappear after collecting information. [Ghost] is——"

"Not existing anywhere, swearing to consent."

When the ghosts dispersed and collected information, Hubie asked: "...Is this to make the chess pieces...transform?"

"It hasn't reached that point yet, but..."

The reason why we choose beastmen as soldiers——Because

Because as long as they penetrate deep into the enemy's lines, soldiers can even become queens.

However, Rick smiled bitterly.

"Even a soldier can capture a bishop...that's all."

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On the round table surrounded by ghosts, the ghost leader once again spreads his hands on the plate.

Then he took out White Castle.

"This is—the elf species."

With that said, he placed the white castle on the board and placed it on the coordinates of the elf capital.

"I'll go this time." Cheng Rang crossed his arms and asked Rick in a serious tone.

"No, it can only be me." Rick stared into his eyes, "The wisdom and cunning of the elves are different from those of the orcs who can't use magic. What if something goes wrong?"

Cheng Rang's face tightened. Although he wanted to refute such straightforward words that called him an idiot, Rick was obviously more suitable to deal with the forest elves than he was.

"Even if I'm exposed, I won't let them chase me. The escape is 100% successful." Cheng Rang made a final effort.

"Then this operation has failed, a meaningless waste of fighter planes and intelligence."

Moreover, with the brutal methods Cheng Rang used against the orcs last time, he might not be able to hide himself at all, and he might be able to directly provoke a war among the elves with one person. It would be too unstable.

"Then..."

"You can't kill anyone. This is the rule of the game you promised me." Rick interrupted Cheng Rang, making him feel a little aggrieved.