Kiyaaan

"We are the Pawns. Disposable pieces used by the King to maintain their reign."

But is that all there is to it?

8 twisted Pawns in a board of 64 squares with 32 Black and White Pieces, who would win this game? Is it the Whites who delivers the first move? Or is it the Black who successfully parries the first blow?

Whoever you thought the winner might be, please keep in mind that twisted Pieces are bound to twist the entire game.

TWISTED: Chess Piece

Prof suppressed his grin and kept a straight face. He retracted his outstretched legs and sat idly while waiting for the drama to unfold before his eyes. But several seconds had passed and nothing interesting happened.

Prof furrowed his brows while watching the two simply ignore each other. His eyes the  darted on Beverly who had a funny look on her face.

'She must be feeling guilty.' He thought.

Aoi casually walked past the sitting Reis, not giving him a single glance, while Reis, in return, also didn't bother lifting his head to gaze at him. Beverly followed closely behind Aoi with her head lowered, receiving the chilling glare of Reis.

"How's your stay here?" Prof finally decided to stir up his awaited entertainment.

Beverly turned her head to answer the Professor's question with a smile.

"I'm doing great. I am really thankful for the Young Master for taking me in." she said genuinely.

Chapter 181