After that, one thing came to Bobby's mind which was that, if he fought with him then he would be crushed like an ant under that old man's feet. After the update, he also looked out for his status and found that his strongest form which was Satanification was around Level 247. And yes, the strength of the Ancestor Lucas Queen was in level 209*.
Then he frowned for a second and quickly changed into a smile and he reached into his pocket and tossed a golden coin at the old man and said, "I appreciate your offer. But maybe next time."
After that, he turned around and started walking.
"Sonny! I smell the blood of Vampire, Werewolf, Witch, and primordial human from you. What are you really?" The old stranger said as he caught the gold coin.
Hearing that, Bobby suddenly stopped.
"Sonny, why don't you play a game of chess with this old man? Don't you worry I won't bite you?" The old stranger said humorously.
Bobby went back, sat on the opposite seat, and said, "But, just one game." Then he started arranging the black and white pieces onto the chessboard in default.
"What's your name, sonny?" The old stranger asked.
"It's Damien Darhk, sir!" Bobby answered politely.
"Hmm, that's a nice name…. Oh, where is my manner? I seem to be forgetful sometimes in my old age. Call me Noah. Alright, make your move!" the old stranger said with a friendly smile.
Then the two started playing the game of chess and for the first match, Bobby had a humiliating loss in just 25 moves. This clicked something in his heart and he suggested, "Why don't we play another round, sir?"
"Hahaha, okay!"
In the second game, Bobby lost again within 23 moves. Then the two continued playing from one match to another and the number of moves required to checkmate Bobby became lesser and lesser.
In their 9th game, Bobby lost within 7 moves.
"Ugh! Noah, are you messing around with me all these times?" Bobby yelled, feeling humiliated on thinking that the more the game they played, the more easily he lost in the hand of the old man. "Alright, last game!" he suggested, glaring at him with red eyes.
"Alright! The last game. But before that, this time let us bet something to make this game more exciting." the old stranger suggested.
Without any second thought, Bobby responded agreeing readily, "That's exactly what I have in my mind. Well, tell me. What should we bet on?"
"Sonny, I'm old and have no one to look after me. So, if you lose to me this time, then why don't you follow this old man and look after me for just um….only four days?" the old stranger said as he beamed from ear to ear thinking that his scheme was already achieved considering the level of his knowledge in chess. "But, this old man has nothing important in me."
"Okay, I agree…. Mr. Noah, you don't need to bet anything." Bobby responded and he wondered in his head, 'Old man, this time, I'll never lose to you again.'
Then he shut his eyes and infused a trace of lightning-based Origin Chi in his brain and activated billions and billions of his neurons. And he started analyzing the previous matches within a few seconds and he saw various permutations of ways to win those previous games.
Bobby opened his eyes and said, "Make your move, Mr. Noah!"
Then the last game began and this time, they continued for over an hour, and still, the old man failed to beat him in the game this round. And it ended with a draw.
"Let's play one more round," Bobby suggested, earnestly.
"No!" Mr. Noah declined sharply and then he further added, "Sonny, let's end it here. But before I leave this place, I have something to say to you."
After pausing for a few minutes, he continued, "You are the first person who can draw in the game of chess. So, I'll change my stand for once and help you on your next journey to the vampire family." Then he stood up and his appearance started changing into a youth.
"Who are you, sir?" Bobby asked. But Mr. Noah had already disappeared within the thin air and on the seat, he had just sat on a moment ago, with a clinking sound a gold coin dropped on it and started spinning.
"See you, Damien Darhk!" a voice chimed around the areas passing through the void.
Bobby picked the gold coin which was also the one he first tossed at Mr. Noah, thinking of getting away from him under the pretext of perceiving him as a beggar.
He then took a deep breath and continued his random stroll around the golden structures of Los Samaritan City.
The strolling continued for several hours until noon and Bobby suddenly spoke out in a calm tone in an empty park, "Guys, aren't you tired of following me mindlessly for these three hours? Why don't you all come out already?" Then he sat on a luxurious-looking public chair made from white and red marble.
No one responded.
"Fine, if you want to continue those tedious jobs then be my guess." He stood up and was about to leave the park.
"Wait!" A sweet female voice stopped him from taking another step.
Bobby sat back on the marble chair.
In the next moment, five figures all in full black disguise with katanas hanging on their waists appeared a few meters away from him out of the thin air.
"You must be the Crown prince of the Bloody Moon family, right?" asked Gulak Munchi with a rude, ordering tone.
"So what?" Bobby responded in an icy-cold tone.
"Hmm, then follow us obediently without raising any questions. Otherwise," Gulak Munchi said, threatening him as Bobby's tone kind of touched him in the wrong places.
"Otherwise, what shitface?" Bobby asked in a regal, calm tone as a grin appeared on his face. Then he had a strong urge to beat the hell out of the guy.... (please, stay tuned!)
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