As Allen spoke, he picked up the black pawn on the chessboard and moved one step forward.
"Chess is the art of analysis. What you need to look for is not a perfect move, but a complete plan."
Howard nodded, indicating that he understood.
Then he continued to stare at the chessboard and think hard.
Howard is not good at chess.
Before he came to the Mage Tower, his entire youth was spent studying. He knew that with his poor background, only by working hard to learn book knowledge could he change his destiny.
All recreational activities, including playing chess, were too luxurious for him, not only in terms of money, but also in terms of time.
It was only after entering the Mage Tower that he finally recovered from the life-threatening study and had some free time of his own.
Recently, for some reason, Allen always liked to drag him to play chess on a whim.
Howard couldn't defeat him, so he agreed again and again, reluctantly accepting the other party's "rookie training plan."
"The complete plan..." He thought silently in his heart.
His fingers moved over the "Bishop" and "Knight" several times, and finally he picked up the "Bishop" and let it run diagonally along the black grid, over many obstacles, and to the center of the chessboard.
Allen smiled slightly, without comment, and continued:
"In a complete plan, perhaps half of the calculations are redundant. But you can never know which half is redundant until your opponent really makes up his mind."
As soon as he finished speaking, Allen's black "Knight" also broke out of the encirclement and ate up Howard's "Bishop" neatly.
Howard was annoyed and deeply shocked.
Because he quickly realized that if the chess piece he just played was a "knight", he would also fall into Allen's trap.
"And, on the chessboard, you should never underestimate the role of each 'pawn'." Allen lowered his head and once again moved the black "pawn" forward, making it reach the opposite boundary line. "When
When it penetrates deep into the enemy's rear, it will become a new 'castle', 'knight', 'bishop', or even a 'queen'.
"This is called 'rebellion'."
Looking at the black "soldier" in Allen's hand that transformed into a "queen", Howard shook his head in annoyance, deeply regretting that he was so focused on attacking that he forgot to take into account his rear defense.
Just like that, at this moment, Howard's white "King" and Allen's black "Queen" are on the same straight line, with no buffer space.
"Of course, you still have a chance to reverse the situation and save yourself," Allen raised his lips slightly and pointed him patiently, "You can let your 'castle' pass over the 'king' and exchange positions with it, thus blocking the way.
In front of it, it shoulders the responsibility of rescuing the driver.
"This is called castling."
Howard thought for a moment and felt it made sense, so he nodded and followed suit.
In an instant, the white "king" hid behind many white chess pieces and was protected by layers of layers.
He breathed a sigh of relief and finally found the long-lost sense of security.
However, at this moment, Allen suddenly laughed out loud, showing a proud expression as if his conspiracy had succeeded.
"Howard, I have to say, you are so easy to deceive." Allen shook his head slightly, "Maybe you forgot what I just told you. Half of a complete plan is always redundant. That's the only way
, so that you can always remain invincible in the face of the unpredictable strategies of your opponents."
Having said this, he paused for a moment, then picked up the black "knight" just now, pointed at Howard's king, and said with a smile:
"General."
Howard laughed at himself and sighed helplessly.
"Alan, where did you learn such good chess skills?"
"I was tortured by Mr. Merlins," Allen replied calmly. "Ever since I learned prophecy from him, he didn't teach me magic at all. He just played chess with me all day long. Moreover, he is not as soft-hearted as me.
. He never holds back when playing chess, he will only torture me to death."
Howard was silent for a moment, and then slowly said: "How about you stop holding back in the future?"
"Are you sure?"
"Use your best and beat me to death," Howard shrugged, "This is respect for your opponent.
"Of course, I will do my best."
Allen looked at him seriously, there was still a trace of hesitation in his eyes.
"Are you sure?"
"Sure."
However, before the two of them could continue playing a game of chess, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Howard stood up and walked to open the door.
Then he saw Philip, the magic apprentice doing odd jobs, standing outside the door.
"Are you Mr. Howard, a first-level magician?"
"That's right," Howard replied.
"This is a letter sent from Saint Sophia Cathedral of the Church of Light. The sender is Archbishop Yaknelga. He asked me to deliver this letter to you personally."
Howard took the letter and saw a red postmark on the envelope with the cross star coat of arms of the Church of Light printed on it.
This made Howard feel a little confused.
After all, he had only arrived at the Mage Tower not long ago, and he had not yet adapted to the change in his identity.
In his subconscious mind, Archbishop Nerga is the leader of the Church of Light in Braden Diocese, a big shot that is usually out of reach. How could he care about such a humble person like him?
"Bishop Yak Nelga? Will he send a letter to me specifically?"
"Of course," the magic apprentice Philip's face showed a matter-of-fact expression, "Since the day you selected the morning star as the main star of destiny, your name has become well-known in the Church of Light."
Hearing this, Howard's brows frowned even more tightly.
After Philip left, Howard couldn't wait to open the envelope and began to read the contents.
"Alan, this is an invitation letter from Archbishop Nelga," Howard felt a little headache. "He once again invited me to join the Church of Light.
"He said that if I am willing to join, he can give me better treatment than the Mage Tower. In addition, he can also let me skip the level of ordinary priests and become a priest to assist him in managing the affairs of Hagia Sophia.
The priest."
"The conditions are indeed good," Allen was still sitting lazily on the sofa, with his hands behind his head and asked without looking back, "Then what do you think?"
Howard replied without thinking: "I still prefer the atmosphere of the Mage Tower."
"That's what you'd say," Allen smiled, "Although there are many single men who can't find girlfriends in the Mage Tower, there are no regulations that directly prohibit them from getting married and having children.
"The Church of Light is different. Once you make up your mind to become a priest, you are destined to be a bachelor for the rest of your life."
Howard shook his head when he heard the joke.
To be honest, he was obsessed with studying and had really never considered marriage.
He was just attached to the atmosphere of the Mage Tower.
Here, he can learn new knowledge every day, and he feels very happy.
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ps: Thanks to me, Chang Wei, for the 1,500 reward that no one would accept! Thanks to newnight for the 500 reward!