Itâs definitely a huge advantage to move first. Susanne was extremely confident of herself.
Taking a deep breath, Arielle made her first move. By then, she had already resolved her dilemma.
This time around, Arielle didnât go by any strategy. Instead, she was just playing casually.
Susanneâs confidence grew upon seeing Arielleâs first move. Sheâs doing it by the book. Seems like she
âs just a beginner. Her lips then curled into a smile and made her first move as well.
Just when she thought she could defeat Arielle within twenty moves
and have her craving satisfied, she was now on her fortieth move.
She was surprised by how hard it was to
defeat Arielle Only that did she realize Arielle had not yet made an offensive move on her throughout th
e game.
While it took almost thirty seconds for Susanne to make every single move, Arielle only needed two.
Not only that, Arielleâs defense was so good that she managed
to pull off a miraculous escape time after time.
The game dragged on, and Susanne still could not defeat Arielle. Somethingâs not right here. Sheâs letti
ng me win!
Thinking Arielle was toying her around, Susanne clenched her teeth in frustration. Suddenly, Arielle con
ceded when it was her turn to move.
Beaming an innocent smile, Arielle commented, âSusanne, youâre too good at this. I have no choice but
to concede.â
Arielle was half telling the truth. Susanne was good, indeed. It was just that she was no match for Ariell
e. If Susanne were to play against anybody else, she could have won easily.
Susanne had never been one to
hold back on her opinions. With a frown, she asked directly, âYou were letting me win all along, right?â
âNo, no.â Arielle waved her hands in denial. âIâm just actually in the mood to make some ravioli.â
Susanne was stunned by what she heard. Suddenly, her anger disappeared when she thought about th
ose delicious ravioli. Arielleâs response was music to her ears.
Pursing her lips, Susanne muttered, âWhen we finish eating ravioli, weâll give it another go, but you mus
t promise me you wouldnât hold back anymore.â
âI really didnât. I-â
âEnough,â Susanne interrupted. âIâm not an idiot. Just promise me.â
Arielle had no choice but to nod. âOkay, I promise.â
Right then, Alan came running over. âMrs. Nightshire, your guests have arrived,â he reported.
Upon receiving the report, Susanneâs eyes lit up immediately as she got to her feet. âThe legend I told yo
too bad yourself, why donât you have a friendly duel with him later?â Susanne suggested
âSure,â Arielle agreed.
At that moment, an old manâs voice sounded. âMy apprentice, Susanne!â
âOh, my mentor! How are you?â Susanne greeted politely.
Raising her eyes toward the legend Susanne had claimed, Arielle was dumbfounded. Isnât that Hans, my
on here?
After Susanne greeted Hans, she turned, and her eyes landed on Arielle. When she noted how Arielle w
Hearing Arielleâs name, both Hans and Everett gazed at her in shock.