C205 Shatter in a Dream(part Iii)

Southermost Knight Organization, chess room.

Duke Hall took his pawn and ate the last King of Arthur.

A dead chess piece. Even though Arthur had used all of his wisdom and even played chess, he still could not win against Hall.

The old man's wisdom was beyond imagination. When facing such a genius chess, an outsider like Arthur could only suffer a crushing defeat.

The Knight with the strongest Pantolacken, and also the chess player with the strongest Pantolacken. Hall's fighting strength and intelligence were both unfathomable.

However, Arthur was not overly dispirited. His performance today was much better than yesterday, so he could be a bit complacent.

However, Hall's brows were knitted tightly. Arthur's performance today was much worse than yesterday.

"What is this game you're playing today?" Is it worse than this? The Duke Hall asked.

"Uh, what?!" "Arthur, who was originally a little pleased with himself, was shocked when he was splashed with cold water." "But, I've also eaten all six of your kings …"

"I don't care!" "In order to reduce my military strength, you used a chess piece to play a chess piece." You are using your own army as a consumable, and you are not using any tactics at all! Can you do any worse?! "

"Is that bad?" "Arthur retorted," Yesterday, I only destroyed four of your divisions, but today, I've killed six! "

"It's still not the same as losing a game of chess!" "Arthur, have you forgotten your original purpose for coming here to play chess with me? What I want to see is not the progress of your grades, but your [heart]. "

"You don't concentrate on your [heart] in your moves." You take the pieces as dead creatures, push them into danger, and let them die for nothing! What if it was a knight with flesh and blood? What if it was one of the Knights next to you? Can you still send them to their deaths like this? Answer me, Arthur! "

Arthur did not speak. He looked at the chess piece on the chess board, and imagined that the Knight was Bedivere, and the other Bishop was Tristan …

He had thought of this the first time he played chess, so he overprotected his chess pieces. This time, he clearly abandoned that thought and treated the chess pieces as if they were mere chess pieces, but now, he was scolded by Hall.

"What do you want of me?" "Arthur said depressingly," Since being a woman is not good, and being heartless is not possible, then where else can I go? "

"Never abandon any of your men." "However, in order to save more subordinates, there are some that must be abandoned." "

This is, completely, a contradiction.

However, it deeply touched Arthur's heart.

"To save a hundred people." Was that the right thing to do? Arthur replied, "We are not gods, we cannot measure the worth of a hundred lives, and only that one life is worth a lot more." "

"You have to measure and make decisions." "No matter what choice you make, you will always bear the guilt for the decision you made."

That was the price one had to pay to stand on the shoulders of others as a commander.

Since life and death are in your hands, you will bear the sin of their death. Do you have the will to take on the lives of thousands upon thousands of people, Arthur?

That was the most basic condition to become king! "

"Enough!" Arthur bellowed, interrupting Hall's questions.

"I'm not going to be a king, and I'm not going to take on such a heavy responsibility." "So, don't push your imperial knowledge onto me! "

"Then," the Duke Hall glared at Arthur, "what is your true wish? "

"What is it that makes you want to become stronger at all costs?" "

Facing Hall's questioning, Arthur sighed.

— — Power is not what I want.

— — Wealth is not what I want.

— — From start to finish, there was only one thing that I wished for.

"I just want to get back what I lost." "

"What's that?" Tell me! "Hall insisted on pestering his. He planned to ask about Arthur's true intentions clearly at this place and now.

He vowed to thoroughly understand everything about this young man in front of him.

In order to understand this young man, he wanted to know if he had the qualifications to become a king!

Seeing that he could not avoid it, Arthur heaved a sigh of relief, and said calmly: "I once lost everything. Home, family, affection — everything. I … I want to know what laughter and love are like before.

In order to recover all of this, I have to become stronger, stronger than anyone, stronger than everyone else … He could challenge the gods! "

"Challenge the gods?!" "Could it be …."

Hall suddenly thought of something, his eyes widened with shock and doubt, "Could it be that you want to challenge the [Kama's Seat]?! "

"Yes." Arthur replied.

Even though it was just a legend.

[Throneof Karma] --

— — It was a chance to challenge the gods for the rest of one's life.

Those who die will face the judgement of God. If they accepted their fate and died gladly, [Judgement] would not descend, and the spirit of the human race would return to the great cycle, once again becoming a part of [Karma's Reincarnation].

Only those who refused to accept their fate would stand in front of the Kama's Seat and fight against the God.

Only the truly powerful could defeat the gods and change their fates!

There were many ways to change fate. In general, it was [avoiding your own death].

However, in practical terms, the Kama's Seat was considered to be a kind of all-purpose wish machine. If you are strong enough to defeat God, you can change the entire world as you wish!

— — There was only one way to reverse fate: defeat the gods.

However, since he was a god, he was absolutely powerful. A legend was a legend after all. No one had ever succeeded in challenging the Kama's Seat.

This was a challenge that had never been seen before and would never be accepted in the future. Otherwise, [the immortal] or [the dead who have come back to life] would have long ago appeared in this world. No one could defeat God. This should be the common sense of the world, the law of all living things.

Man is but a little gear in the great Fate Machine of the world. Have you ever heard of a gear that can replace an entire machine?

Arthur, who believed in this kind of legend, was merely a madman.

However, the youth who spoke in an incomparably serious tone in front of Hall was someone who had the guts to challenge the gods and the entire world …

— — Brave lunatic.

Hall did not make fun of Arthur. He would laugh. When Arthur felt embarrassed from being made fun of, he threw out a fact, "I had once reached the [Kama's Seat] fifty years ago. "

"Wha, what?!" Arthur was dumbstruck.

"I was going to die then." That was originally my [Fate]. Hall said calmly, it was obvious that what he said was the truth, "However, that thing let me live for another fifty years … "I don't even know how many more years I can live for …"

"You beat God, didn't you?" Arthur asked.

"..." God knows! "Hall laughed bitterly," I only know that the so-called God in your mouths is really a teasing fellow!

He did not have the mercy that a god should have, but instead had a malevolent heart like a demon! Because …

My wish is to bring my wife and children back to life! The old man burst into tears.

The so-called god, instead of listening to my wishes, brought me back to life. Just like a walking corpse, living for so many years! "

Arthur gasped.

"Have you defeated God or not?"

"No one knows, Arthur. No one knew. "Since that is a god, then he is everything in the universe, the entire world's Laws. He really doesn't want you to win, you'll probably never win! "

My only explanation was that the god had given me water, that he had changed my fate and kept me alive. Live for a purpose. "

My guess is that his goal is for me to continue protecting Pantolacken. "

Arthur looked at the crying Hall and did not say a word. He couldn't even refute his.

"No one can change his fate." Arthur, you can't do it either. "" Hall said, "God is the only one who can create and change fate. "

However, even that god was laughing at Arthur's powerlessness on top of the Kama's Seat. He took away everything that belonged to Arthur.

It was that kind of god that weaved all kinds of cruel fates, playing with the world.

If there is such a god, then I can't help hating him.

The rage silently ignited in Arthur's heart had risen to a height that had never been seen before.

He knew that one day, he would definitely uncover this [God] and give it a good beating!