Little Illusion wandered about until she reached the village where Dafflin lived.
"Ah, this place is so poor." Looking at the low thatched cottages and broken fences from outside, she shook her head repeatedly.
Its only redeeming feature was that the roads were fairly clean, without any filth strewn across them. That earned a little of her goodwill.
She remembered her teacher saying that sanitation in ancient times had been dreadful, with trash littering the streets everywhere.
Since this place was so clean, it seemed to be an additional benefit brought by Go. After all, places where people played Go valued tranquility and cleanliness. If the place reeked, who would have the mood to play? "Little Girl, where did you come from?" an Old Man asked.
"I came from the heavens," Little Illusion answered without hesitation.
"From the heavens? Ah, you're an immortal!" The Old Man immediately dropped to his knees and kowtowed repeatedly.
The Old Man did not doubt her in the slightest. Could a Little Girl who had casually wandered into a place like this possibly be an Ordinary Person? Besides, her colorful clothes did not look like silk, yet seemed even more noble than silk. She was clearly not from around here.
"Huh, Old Man, you know quite a bit. What do you want?" Little Illusion found this rather interesting.
After all, in the real world, hardly anyone knelt directly before her. They all worshipped that Colossus instead.
"Immortal, please grant my little grandson an extraordinary talent for the Chess Path," the Old Man pleaded.
"An extraordinary talent for the Chess Path?" Little Illusion was a little dumbfounded. She had no idea how to do that.
Left with no choice, she hurriedly contacted Wenren Sheng.
"Haven't you watched Hikaru no Go? Just find the soul of someone