He could not help but feel a trace of surprise at Dark Dimon's suddenly soaring Emotional Intelligence, along with a fear buried deep in his heart.
Just how did a person have to grow in order to undergo such a terrifying transformation within a single year?
Dark Dimon gave him the impression of a Magikarp suddenly turning into a Gyarados—though he had no idea what Magikarp or Gyarados were, that did not stop the comparison from fitting.
"Want to play a game?" Dark's expression shifted slightly.
At the academy, he had to restrain himself and observe propriety; he could not let trivial amusements distract him from his aspirations.
But since this was a holiday, and leisure time at that, why not play a round?
The atmosphere at the scene changed abruptly.
Dark had the maid bring over a set of Magic Chess with fixed pieces and laid it out in the sixth-floor hall.
The Magic Chess board was placed on a jade table, with a semicircle of sofas on either side that could seat three people each.
The others who wanted to watch also fetched chairs and stools for themselves and sat nearby.
But upon closer inspection, one would find bewilderment hidden in all their expressions.
They simply could not understand how a perfectly good duel had turned into a contest of Magic Chess.
The class divide among the nobles was displayed vividly in this area. Those qualified to sit around the table were all children of the powerful and wealthy.
Those of lower standing consciously remained standing to watch.
Dark told Trina to relax, then had her and Aurora sit to his left and right. After straightening the board, he asked Joshua, "Have you played before?"
"I've been playing for three years." Joshua nodded solemnly.
Oh? So he