2nd Round Villain

56 – – 400, Paladin contracted with the devil – 10

Took-.

Took-.

… Took.

Took-.

… Took.

Took-.

Beatrice’s horses are dying fast. My queen, who had invaded her camp, seized Beatrice’s horses while taking pictures of invincibility alone.

The rook can only move in a straight line forward, backward, left and right. If the queen attacks from a diagonal line, she is immediately incapacitated. Of course, you can avoid it by moving your location.

The same goes for bishops and knights. Each of them has some downside to their mobility.

On the other hand, the queen is a horse that can attack in all directions. No matter where you put it, it is possible to put it in attack range from almost any position to another piece.

“… This is it, it’s helpless.”

“Kick-kick.”

“If you avoid the rook, the knight dies, and if you move the knight, the rook dies… Tsk.”

Looking at the value alone, the look is more expensive than the night. Beatrice, who had little chess experience, moved the rook three spaces forward and discarded the knight. Instead, he saved the look.

Took-.

I immediately grabbed Beatrice’s knight. A short sigh escaped Beatrice’s mouth. It was because my queen, standing in the position where the knight had been earlier, was checking Beatrice’s white king.

If that’s all there is to it, it’s fine to move the king and avoid it, but the real problem was that my queen was aiming for the look that Beatrice had just moved diagonally.

“Well, I guess I have no choice.”

Beatrice chose to move the King. I couldn’t help it. I immediately took Beatrice’s look, and it was a similar situation this time. My queen is aiming for Beatrice’s king and knight at the same time.

Beatrice’s saliva flowed through the silence. Gulp, dry saliva ran down her throat. The momentum that passed over to me, and my chess game, which I was playing with only two pieces, was making her nervous.

Even after that, similar situations were repeated several times. Every time that happened, Beatrice passed her words on to me helplessly, and the gap between me and Beatrice gradually narrowed.

The expression ‘running across the endless chessboard’ would be a perfect fit. My queen was a predator on the chessboard. That too, an overwhelming predator.

The pieces are also pieces, but the difference in chess skills was also great. I could see the future that Beatrice couldn’t see, and when my queen made three moves, Beatrice’s horse would die without fail.

Like that, after exchanging numbers dozens of times.

Took-.

Took-.

flinch-.

Took-.

Beatrice habitually flinched whenever I held the queen. Because whenever my queen moved, her horses died, over and over again. At first, Beatrice acted indifferently, but before she knew it, she was quite immersed in it.

imprinted fear.

The fear felt by the weak.

A sense of superiority felt by the strong.

Defeat, despair, awe, fear, helplessness.

Victory, glory, superiority, slaughter, excitement.

Chess is like a small war. Emotions that are intersecting between me and Beatrice rush through using the square chessboard as a stage.

Took-.

And, Beatrice’s last escort horse had just died, and now Beatrice had only the King left. it’s checkmate It was the result of only one horse, using only the power of a single person.

If Beatrice had had even a little chess experience, this would have been impossible, but it’s fortunate that it turned out as expected. It was a gamble that there was no way that a hard-trained trainee like Beatrice had ever played a game like chess.

“… I am lost.”

Beatrice cleanly admits defeat.

Beatrice’s brown eyes, as she removed King with regret, were full of awe toward me. The feeling that only you think is awe.

“I hope you are doing well. I am ashamed to be arrogant.”

“Ahahahaha. I’ve been playing chess for quite a while.”

“I didn’t expect to lose because of just one queen, but it’s amazing.”

“I’m kind of great.”

Beatrice giving me compliments on a defeated subject. Normally, I would have accepted it generously, but what Beatrice had to send me right now wasn’t something like compliments.

“Awesome, right? queen.”

“Surely great. I didn’t say it was a 9 for nothing.”

“The image of him walking through enemy lines alone and taking pictures of incomparable bravery… The Queen looks like a really cool piece. Or was it just that my control was good?”

“I would say both. The queen’s ability was extraordinary, and your chess skills were outstanding.”

“Hmm… .”

Really, that’s a compliment.

Now let’s start slowly.

“I am surprised.”

“What is it?”

“I thought Sir Beatrice would envy me.”

“… I only lost based on my skills, so why should I envy you?”

“Kick-kick-kick.”

The iron skin is thick.

You have to pull it off to look good.

“But, since you obviously say that, why does the feeling of envy permeate through Sir Beatrice’s voice?”

“Stop talking nonsense.”

“It is not a strange word. I’m just saying what I felt when I saw you. Do you even have redness on your face? Be honest. Did you want to win chess? Even in a small game like this, you wanted to be in the position of a winner, right?”

“Don’t guess. There’s no reason I feel envious when it comes to chess. It’s true that I wanted to win.”

“I mean, would you be envious if it was something other than chess?”

“… .”

“Since you’re jealous of the naive Sir Beatrice, I’m curious about what you’re envious of. Shall we guess?”

The first time I saw Beatrice.

When I heard about the past from Beatrice.

Afterwards, when ‘the past Beatrice Constantino’ was shown indirectly through chess.

I recalled the images of Beatrice in the three memories.

“Actually, I wanted to show the old Sir Beatrice through chess.”

“I was guessing.”

“Sir Beatrice, who runs rampant like an invincible alone among countless soldiers and generals of Tuguk, and the warriors of Tuguk who feel fear that their lives are threatened by that. And Sir Beatrice, who feels a strange sense of superiority. I tried to capture these three beats.”

“What a sense of superiority! How cruel, how barbaric is war! How can you fight a war and feel a sense of superiority!”

Beatrice jumped up and refuted my words. For her, who was left with the war against Tuguk as a kind of trauma, the story I am bringing up now will not be a pleasant one.

But I don’t stop talking.

“Did you not know? Humans are inherently savage. They kill people in war, feel the rejection of killing the same life, feel the fear of life dying in front of their eyes, and feel the instinctive joy that comes from trampling on the weaker than themselves. The world calls the last of them a sense of superiority.”

“You misunderstood the person! I am not such a beast! The reason I raised my sword was because I just wanted to protect the castle and my family! I mean nothing else!”

“is it so? But why were you polishing your greatsword?”

“… !”

When I first saw Beatrice. She was chanting quietly and polishing her greatsword with a handkerchief.

The great sword that pierced his father’s heart.

“Don’t you usually put things that remain as a result of your trauma in a corner and not even look at them? Why did Sir Beatrice care so much about polishing her greatsword?”

“That’s because it’s my father’s keepsake… .”

“At the same time, it is also the sword that killed Kyung’s father. Weird, right? The fact that the sword, which is no different from an enemy, is handled with such precious care.”

“… .”

“Like, like someone who is always ready to fight.”

The initiative of the conversation passed to me. And Beatrice’s repulsive spirit diminished.

I keep talking

“There is another strange thing. When Sir Beatrice talked about the past, Sir Beatrice surely said, ‘I became a knight because I wanted to be loved by my father.’ My father said, ‘I wanted to make my daughter’s dream of becoming a knight come true, so I treated her coldly.’ Then, until Sir Beatrice hoped for her dream of becoming a paladin, the Pope must have been kind to her?”

“… That’s right. A long time ago, my father was a good man.”

“what? So, the story gets weird? Wouldn’t it make more sense that Sir Beatrice, who is already receiving enough love, became a knight with the thought, ‘My father, who is a great knight, is wonderful!’ instead of saying, ‘I want to be loved, so I want to become a knight!’”

A paladin is a being that should not harbor any desires.

They serve the lord and the seven great lines, and unlike ordinary warriors, they place more emphasis on training the mind and body rather than training only in arms.

Even Beatrice herself did not know. To be precise, he was deceiving himself.

one’s true heart.

“The Pope, whom I had seen from close range since I was young, was the strongest man in the kingdom. They defeated all foreign aggression by force of arms, and always raised the flag of the glorious victor. People are crazy about the heroic stories of heroes. It’s because you’re not a loser, you’re empathizing with that ‘hero’. They want to be intoxicated by the feelings of the winner, and long for the superior position of the winner looking down at the kneeling loser. Even at a young age, it must have been the same.”

“… .”

“Don’t be shy. A sense of superiority is a feeling that you should naturally feel since you were born as a human being. why? Because people are animals too! Feeling superior while trampling on a beast weaker than oneself, or feeling pleasure while watching the entertainment of those in a lower position than oneself, are all human beings’ natural desires! You will never be ashamed!”

“… .”

“A universal hero who confidently drives away the approaching enemy forces! Kyung wanted to be that kind of person! To be precise, I longed for the awe and fearful gazes I received from driving out the enemy like that! The eyes of envy and longing that followed! It’s as attractive as anyone could wish for! Put your hand on your chest and think. When you wiped out the warriors of Tuguk alone with the power of Lucifer, did you really not feel any sense of superiority?”

Beatrice, a priest, has a conscience.

Normally, it is a conscience that raises the standard of morality.

For now, it’s a hook that brings out her ugly insides.

“Dozens of people fly around with one knife! Hundreds of people are knocked down in one punch! You really didn’t feel anything! It’s like you’ve become great! The instinctive sense of superiority felt by the strong among the weak! Can you say for sure that Sir Beatrice really didn’t feel a thing! hahahaha… .”

Maybe it’s because you’re talking so much, I’m thirsty. So, I was about to catch my breath, but Beatrice, who had been listening with her mouth closed all the time, opened her lips.

“There is no such thing.”

“Kick-kick.”

“Even if you feel it, I am not a Holy Knight. I can’t be proud of feeling some nasty desire.”

“Really, you can’t be honest. After all, Kyung is fun.”

Beatrice calmly denied my words.

It doesn’t come off like this. It’s also not loud.

Well, if you want to seduce an upright paladin like Beatrice, you’ll have to prepare more.

So, I prepared more.

Come to the real version of the chessboard you just played.

aaagh-!

Key-!

“hmm? Are the monsters howling? Which one is it?”

“Oh, I don’t think this is just one or two guys?”

It seems that Aru did the right thing for me. Hundreds of monsters were captured within the gigam even though they only spread the gigam lightly.

It’s also a Black Wyvern. The seduction performance is certain.

“Kuh… Is this place my grave?”

“yes? Why is this the seat of Sir Beatrice?”

“Yes, because the enemies are coming. I have no intention of fighting. I’d rather die like this. I’m not even qualified to kill those monsters.”

“Thoughts can change at any time.”

Doo doo doo doo-.

The floor rumbles. An enormous army of monsters is running towards this place. I got up from my seat holding the trump card in my bosom.

“I will fight first. Whenever you feel like it, sir, come out too.”

“I definitely said I wouldn’t fight.”

“I will make you feel the feeling of a strong man among the weak. It is a bonus to bring back the meaning of life.”