lv 1 skeleton

chapter 89

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Name: Chompy (Johra)
Gender: Male
Status: Normal
Race: Human
Class: Warrior/ Priest/ Mage
Rank: G+
Level: 99/99
HP: 377/377
MP: 805/805
Attack: 78 (+3)
Defense: 75 (+3)
Agility: 141
Intelligence: 331
✧ Unique Skills
[Water Creation LvMax] [Lesser Healing Lv3] [Magic Chanting Lv2] [Poison Fog Lv2] [Decoy Lv1(Inactive)]
✧ (Hidden) Unique Skills
[Night Vision Lv1]
✧ (Hidden) Titles (Active)
[Wizard of the Pit] [Master of Magma Hall] [Guardian of Corruption]
✧ (Hidden) Titles (Inactive)
[Rat Trapper] [Hit-and-Run] [Savior Lv4] [Coldhearted LvMax] [Dragon Slayer Lv1] [Ant Exterminator Lv14] [Spider’s Bane Lv3] [Giant Killer Lv2] [Scuttles’ Grief LvMax] [Goblin’s Slaughterer Lv8] [Valenor’s Husband]
✧ (Hidden) Modifications
[Avatar Lv1] [Creation Magic Lv1] [Resurrection Song Lv1]

✧ (Hidden) Creation Magic
[Hidden Status] [Species Conversion(Human)] [Material Creation Lv8]

✧Evolution choice

[Higher Human] [Meta Human] [Angel]

✧Decoy Stats

Level: 43/99
HP: 75/75
MP: 25/105
Attack: 24 (+3)
Defense: 12 (+3)
Agility: 12
Intelligence: 24
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“Hm, do you fight over a piece of wood?”

“Yes, it’s a battle of wits.”

“What?”

“I’ll explain the rules so listen closely. I’m sure that a wise dragon like you can understand it the first time around.”

Although Lilinor seemed a bit upset, she paid close attention to my explanation.

I made sure everyone else stayed outside the room because I worried that they wouldn’t be able to understand the situation. After all they would surely think me strange if I put so much effort into playing a simple game of chess with a little girl. If they knew the truth about her, they would surely be surprised.

However I knew first hand how boring a dragon’s life could be, so I was sure that she would be captivated by the game. Not to mention that Dragons were usually interested in diverse arts, so I was confident she’d be drawn in by chess.

“So do you understand now? Do you see how it’s a duel? You can only appreciate this if you are a wise person.”

“Ho ho, how interesting. The thought of beating a human in a battle of wits at their very own game. I’ll admit that this indeed qualifies as a legitimate duel.”

“Right, this is a competition of wisdom. However, since Lilinor is a beginner, I’d be willing to give you some handicap. Regardless of the result, we could just count our first round as a practice game.”

“No need, I already understand the rules so I don’t require any handicap from a mere human.”

“You have good fighting spirit.”

“Then I’ll go first!”

“Johra, when I defeat this dragon I can call myself a dragon slayer!”

Lena’s addiction to fantasy was coming out as she was squaring off with a dragon.

Lilinor’s first move was standard, and the pattern was a common English opening (pawn C2 -> C4) and then Fianchetto (moving the Bishop in the opening), but her play soon slowed down.

“Hey, did you move yet Lilinor?”

“Quiet you noisy rascal! I need to concentrate.”

We were already in the second half of the game, but she would be checkmate in just four moves. She had not played in the last three hours.