Chapter 1462: As I Write · Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output keludela (1)

Who will win?

The fledgling maiden showing her edge, or the undefeated overlord?

Black and white legions clash on the battlefield like a game of chess, while gold and red blood merge into a flowing river.

"The commander actually steps into danger himself?"

The overlord rushes toward the gap exposed by Wang Yi, only to fall instantly into a trap of flames and arrow rain.

"On the board, the king is also a piece. If the king does not lead, how can the minister follow?" She raises the crystal king piece, as if proclaiming the new emperor's ascension.

Who will win?

The holy city that has stood for a thousand years, or the foreign invaders from a thousand miles away?

Illusory hatred ignites the war, and the dawn walls sway under siege.

"Only a miracle can save us..."

Cowardly elders shut their doors, while cowering citizens kneel and pray.

"No need to panic, the miracle has arrived."

Beneath flags fluttering like surf, the flaming crown shines like a constellation.

Who will win?

The commander who saves the city and its construction, or the lofty aristocrat?

The guillotine falls, snatching the elder's life. Whispered words disperse, and the scales of victory tip.

"From today onward, I will bring justice to the holy city."

The people shout her revered name and kneel, but the sound of a scepter striking the ground silences them—

"Do not bow your head beneath my crown."

This is the first, and the only, Kaisa.

Aotuo World.

"Truly the queen of Aohema, the one who tramples all old laws—"

Montzuma's eyes glittered; ever since Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output keludela appeared, she has been continuously recording every word and deed of this otherworldly queen, trying to learn from her a "king's exemplar" that differs entirely from Lord Jiadelos.

Everything Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output keludela masters seems essential for becoming a ruler—military, diplomacy, oratory... she records them one by one, yet the deeper she delves, the more she feels the peak named "King" is unattainably high.

"Leide, what do you think is Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output keludela's most important quality?"

Leide was sitting nearby tossing stones for fun; hearing the question, he paused, lowered his head slightly and said, "Hmm… Montzuma, that question does stump me. As for Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output keludela... I think it's 'purity', right?"

Montzuma was taken aback; she had expected Leide to say "brave" or "decisive", so she tilted her head toward him and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Montzuma, in my view, Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output keludela is the purest person; she has a dream and is willing to act for it, even to burn herself for it. With that blazing fire, she draws others to follow her in achieving greatness," Leide said earnestly. "Although Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output keludela is also formidable in war and speeches... those skills can be learned later, but a person's 'purity' I think cannot be learned by others."

"I see..." Montzuma nodded thoughtfully, "No wonder Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output keludela is surrounded by so many devoted supporters; they are all drawn to her dream."

Who will win?

The ambitious hero, or the all-powerful gods?

"Kaisa issues a hand decree: Fire Pursuit Journey, departure imminent!"

Some drawn by the grand blueprint of the Recreation of the World, others humbled by the king's fame, righteous warriors from all quarters gather before Kaisa's throne.

On the day of departure, banners fill the sky. People look up at the mighty war alliance, seeing a golden city reflected in their eyes.

Regarding the game's conclusion, scholars argue endlessly, yet always end with a sigh.

The invincible Kaisa perishes at the summit. The flame on the crown extinguishes silently in the lake. The flag once revered by the world, together with the broken spears of heroes, becomes a tombstone.

People say, "An unstoppable monarch ultimately cannot defy fate."

She replies, "In a war against fate, has there ever been justice?"

At that time, the tide of the Golden War had not yet swept this Talandon city-state—

The youthful princess in the city also once enjoyed wandering.

She slipped into the palace forbidden zone while the attendants were unprepared, yet stared in astonishment for a long while.

A chessboard, a strange man, a stack of pieces.

The board is divided into black and white by sunlight and shadow, and the pieces are merely coarsely polished stones.

"A game? If you meet an opponent, I'll call you a little friend," the strange man's hoarse voice said.

"If you can defeat me, I will honor you with the title 'my master'," the princess replied proudly.

Although she boasts, the princess has never touched a board. Defeat makes her study the moves seriously... first: chariot, horse, king, elephant. Then: restrain, block, draw the general, capture the double.

"I, who should have practiced, have already learned."

At the age when childishness just fades, the princess strides proudly onto the board. The scornful retreat step by step, the arrogant bow their heads and concede. The momentum is so great that no one can oppose.

And she recalls the strange man's words: — I come from an ill omen, never proclaim outward the origin of "master".

Inuyasha.

"So Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output keludela is the princess of the Talandon city-state, her status so noble..."

Mile saw this scene with some surprise; he had read stories about rebelling against the aristocracy and abolishing the rule of lords. Yet those tales mostly feature protagonists from the lowest strata, who, unwilling to be oppressed, raise the banner of resistance, slay the nobles, then become the new nobles, oppress the commoners, and are slain by them—history always cycles like this.

But Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output keludela gave him a different impression; she herself is the noble princess of the city-state, and even if she does nothing, she will become the city's queen in the future. As a vested aristocrat, she could have comfortably enjoyed all this.

Yet she actually wants to actively break this layer, to fight for the rights of the oppressed common folk?

It was like a jeweled sword, suddenly its tip turned around and pointed at the hand that once held it—not the oppressed forced into a desperate situation, but the princess's voluntary choice...

"Truly amazing." Shanhu sincerely exclaimed, then whispered to herself: "Her military talents—could they also have been learned on the chessboard?"

Mile smiled: "Besides fighting wars, to her Wengfalusuo is a huge chessboard; city-states, generals, Titans, and Demigods are all pieces in her hand, and her vision has long since ceased to be limited to Wengfalusuo; she has already imagined viewing the universe as an even larger chessboard."

"Who would have thought playing chess could make someone this powerful..." Inuyasha listened, somewhat dazed, his ears twitched, he turned and solemnly said to the girl: "Hey, Gowei, teach me chess too—I might be able to command thousands of troops and ten thousand horses like Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output Thus we output keludela!"

"You..." Gowei looked at him with a complicated expression, wanting to speak but holding back, "... First you need to distinguish the pieces before speaking; playing chess is still a bit too advanced for you."