Until the last chess piece, Shiyu held it but hesitated to place it down.
Scorpio's tightly furrowed brows slightly relaxed, and even applauded.
He praised her, "It's okay, make your move, you have won, you played beautifully."
Shiyu let out a small sigh of relief, yet still bowed her head, "Thank you, thank you, sir."
"Next one."
When Scorpio's subordinate was about to pull Sparrow over, Shiyu still sat there, unmoving.
Scorpio tilted his head, looking at her, "What are you doing?"
"I want to play another round, on her behalf."
Clutching the chess piece, gently tapping on the board, Scorpio said with interest, "You think you can keep winning?"
"I just want to take her place."
"Oh, if you lose, you'll go to the Laboratory, and she'll leave, right?"
Scorpio waved his hand.
The children previously thrown into the Witch's Laboratory were dragged out, all lying on the ground, unconscious, uncertain if alive or dead, their bodies covered with pitch-black marks, hideous wounds.
Shiyu trembled slightly, her hand almost unable to hold the chess piece.
She turned back to look, and besides Sparrow, the other children also looked at her with fear and a kind of imploring gaze.
Little hope and little miracles.
Still, she sat opposite Scorpio, speaking with slightly labored breath, "I want, I want to play three more gas with you."
"Okay."
Three gas were the limit.
Excluding the ga earlier, she only rembered three gas, once those were played, she would have no further moves.
No one to save.
Shiyu did not want to die now.
She did not want to die.
This round extended longer.
To avoid exposing flaws, Shiyu disrupted the chess paths earlier, but it caused a deviation in her own mory too.
Yet fortunately, the ending was still successfully completed, danger averting only just.
"Let Sparrow go back."
Under Scorpio's command, the poor little girl was sent back.
However, before Shiyu could catch her breath, Scorpio imdiately started the next ga.
Scorpio's keen sensitivity to the chessboard far exceeded Shiyu's expectations, and by the midga, the other side had noticed so oddities, and then swiftly began to disrupt the paths, several tis demolishing Shiyu's expectations during the endga.
In the end, she only won by half a piece.
"Not bad, you won again."
Scorpio lit a cigarette for himself with a smile, then waved his hand, sending another child back. "Only one left now."
However, Shiyu's clothes were already soaked in sweat, her breath becoming rapid.
With the start of the final ga, each move beca extrely slow and hesitant.
Whenever she gently placed down a piece, there was always an uncertain feeling of wanting to retract it.
However, Scorpio did not wait for her to think, each move slamd heavily on the board, and later, just a single placent made Shiyu involuntarily shiver.
It wasn't long before the black pieces ford a dominant force, like a live snake on the board, firmly entangling Shiyu.
Patiently and playfully licking her pupils, as if ready to bite down at any mont.
"Bang!"
Another child was dragged out from the Witch's Laboratory, this ti with mutilated limbs.
Blood spattered continuously as they were dragged, even splattering onto Shiyu.
Holding the white piece, her hand hovered in the air, uncontrollably trembling. The final move leading to a stalemate, she couldn't place it down anyway, her face pale, sweat dripping.
"What's wrong, can't play without morized strategies?" Scorpio's voice was gentle, fiddling with the Seed of Sorrow on his forehead's Blood Cross, "This won't do."
Miracles never happen.
Even if one tries their hardest, bringing a small miracle for others.
In the end, it's just worthless toil.
She didn't know if she was scared or regretful.
Ti passed, after a long struggle, her hand frozen in the air finally couldn't hold on.
The already blackened blood mixed with sweat dripped along her fingertips, as the chess piece fell towards the board that had no path forward.
Scorpio's smile grew more radiant.
Soon that smile was torn open.
Without any warning, and without much sound.
Just abruptly, silently torn from the middle.
The Seed of Sorrow embedded in the brow fell, the pitch-black seed landing in a sharp, sinewed black hand.
As the woman collapsed, a boy wearing a fox mask stood opposite, holding that bloody Seed of Sorrow, placing it at the weak spot of the black pieces, instantly swallowing up a large area of them.
One move to slay the dragon.
Checkmate.
Shiyu stared blankly at the board, then looked up, mouth slightly open, gazing at the boy with the fox mask.
This world is without miracles.
It should be like this, it ought to be like this...
"Why not transform?"
Until the boy spoke, the girl lowered her head to find that, unknowingly, she was already holding a green seed.
She held the seed, sobbing uncontrollably.
It was the first ti a miracle favored Shiyu.
That day, she had just turned fourteen.
Beca a Magical Girl.
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