Conmuto chuckled:

"How is that possible? That is a chessboard that can support every chess piece! The foundation must be the strongest, for example, it is firmly nailed to the stone table and will not fall over!"

"Wait a minute, if it is firmly nailed, how will His Highness shake the chessboard and gather the pieces?"

"So His Highness is very strong..."

"No, Your Highness can shake the chessboard precisely because its foundation is not firmly fixed..."

Morgan's eyes moved:

"In other words, as long as you have enough strength, you can lift the stone table, shake the chessboard - and even recast a pot."

"You must," Paul said firmly, "you must have enough strength to lift the stone table and shake the chessboard."

"Then we must carefully select the most perfect center," Huaiya said thoughtfully. "When the chess pieces gather towards it, the stress on all sides will be even. In this way, the chessboard will not tip over."

"Isn't that what I said, recast the pot..."

"Wait a minute, where is the perfect center of the chessboard, or who determines the center of the chessboard?"

Commuto looked to his left and then to his right, feeling that his mind was filled with questions:

"How do I know - Hey, does this topic bother you?"

"Maybe there's no answer."

Thales's voice suddenly sounded, attracting everyone's attention.

“Whether it’s a chessboard or a chess piece, it’s shaking, it’s sliding, it’s gathering, it’s scattering, it’s fixed, it’s loose, it’s rules, it’s chaos, there’s actually no inevitable end or eternal answer, there’s just continuance.

The moving chess pieces and the moving and stilling chess board only have the process and history formed in their interaction," the prince sighed, "perhaps this is the essence of the chess game."

What is the essence?

Although some people still don't understand or are dissatisfied, no one dares to ask, let alone refute His Highness the Prince.

Only Mallos, who had been silent for a long time, snorted coldly and turned to look out the window:

"It sounds like we're back to square one, solving nothing and making no sense."

"In the eyes of chess players, and even the gods above the chessboard, this may indeed be meaningless." Thales nodded, slightly lost in thought, "But once you feel, perceive, and wake up to these, it is the chess pieces that are playing chess with their heads down.

itself……"

He took a deep breath:

"Its meaning transcends everything."

Mallos frowned:

"What's the use? Even if you notice it, what can the chess pieces do?"

Thales looked at the watchman and smiled slightly:

"That's another topic."

Next to the dining car, I poked Cuesta next to me:

"Strange, how did we get to this boring topic and still keep talking?"

"You still ask me?"

"Your Highness is a man of culture after all..."

"Maybe," Huaiya, who had been working hard to take notes and had no time to eat, said thoughtfully, "maybe because this topic is not boring, and it even concerns everyone."

He and Cuesta looked at each other and rolled their eyes.

Huaiya felt something and suddenly looked up in surprise:

"Where are you going, Your Highness?"

Everyone also looked up, and then realized that Thales was already ten steps away.

"I've been sitting for a day, and my head is getting big. Let's go for a walk." The prince waved the sausage on his hand towards the back, leaving them with a handsome back.

Huaiya was stunned. He looked at his notes, then at the half piece of bread on the dining car, and murmured:

"Of course, Your Highness..."

Mallos, who looked serious, sighed and put down the soup in his hand.

"What are you doing standing still?"

He ordered coldly:

"Follow me!"

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Where is he?

Lausanne II woke up slowly, his vision was pitch black, and his nose was filled with the stench of rot and urine.

dim.

dirty.

moist.

silence.

Not seeing the light of day.

These few thoughts passed by in a flash, and the pain came as expected.

"Well……"

Lausanne II groaned in pain.

Waves of itching and severe pain came from his broken arm, and the wounds on his chest and abdomen were not to be outdone.

Seriously injured.

Near death.

Lausanne II gritted his teeth, and the muscles and blood vessels of the wounds on his body immediately "came to life", stretching out tiny granulations, struggling like earthworms, trying to use the vampire's ability to mend and recover, but there was no choice...

【Blood!!!】

A tremor spread from the depths of his soul, shaking him for a moment!

【Shut up!】

Lausanne II first roared in his heart, and then sneered.

Sure enough, the monster inside me is never absent and comes as promised.

As for him, after being seriously injured, his physical strength and recovery ability were almost exhausted.

Really needed - blood.

Lots of blood.

Excellent blood.

The next second, Lausanne II resisted the nausea and discomfort, severe pain and blood thirst, took a deep breath, and tried to struggle up from the ground, but found that he was lying on the ground, his whole body was heavy and motionless.

strangeness.

Lausanne II's eyes were blood red, his muscles tightened, and he started again with all his strength!

Bang!

The vampire struggled with all its strength, but it only caused an unpleasant sound of metal friction.

The killer immediately understood what was on him.

Iron chain.

shackles.

shackles.

The most familiar friend who has been with him for most of his life.

"Hahahahaha..."

With sad self-mockery, Lausanne II ironed his hair back and sneered.

He no longer struggled vigorously, but turned his head vigorously and looked around in a narrow field of vision.

His vampire senses slowly began to take effect:

This is a very typical dungeon, with thick layers of stone on all sides and a small hole half a person's height behind it as the entrance and exit.

The ground was full of sewage, the air was full of stench, and cockroaches were crawling not far away.

There was only a small candle in the corner, which could hardly illuminate even a few feet around.

As for him, his body limbs - perhaps only three limbs - were fastened by an extremely heavy black mechanical stone lock with complicated patterns. Four thick chains extended from the lock and were fixed at the four corners of the dungeon.

Unable to move.
To be continued...