Ultimate Two-Faced Personality! A Savior Bishop on the Surface, a Cold-Blooded Chess-Playing System in Truth!

Everyone was thinking the same thing—someone left with only a single obsession was still laying plans, still making deals, still gathering chess pieces. And there was nothing left that could be taken from him.

Xue Ye set down his wine cup. The soft clink of its base against the table sounded especially clear in the silence. His voice was neither high nor low, like the judgment of a true old man at dusk. "Once someone has cut away every soft part of themselves, the hard core that remains becomes truly immune to all poisons. Otto forged himself into a pure chess piece—for the sake of that game, he was even willing to stake his own self."

The Dragon God slowly opened his eyes. The last trace of light before the Light Screen went completely dark was reflected in their depths, and his voice rumbled like a sound from the depths of an ice field stretching ten thousand miles. "Every game he plays now is a dead game. And a dead game means—he does not care if he gets dragged down with it, because what he cares about has long been beyond the chessboard."

The Dragon Prince turned to look at his father. "Then who can beat him?"

The Dragon God fell silent for an exceedingly long moment before speaking, his voice as low as if it rose from beneath the earth. "The one who can beat him must care about himself even less than Otto does. Or—make him start caring about himself again."

The Dragon God's words, "make him start caring about himself again," still hung in the air when the Light Screen suddenly lit up after a brief silence, as if someone had violently unfurled a brand-new scroll. The image showed the interior of a magnificent cathedral. Holy light