Episode 153 Drinking Game (2)
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A white castle is built on a checkerboard.
The white army led by the saintess built forts like iron fortresses all over the vast world and expanded their territory by using small forts here and there as bases.
Dolores, a 5th dan amateur, reigns supreme on the board.
The solid defense of the iron wall and the gradual and sure attack were dyeing the whole country white.
……Shouldn’t it have been like this?
“Mmm.”
Dolores groaned involuntarily.
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The white and pure Cheolong Fortress.
From a while ago, groups of dark evils had been invading this noble white castle without any blemishes.
Bikir. And the black horses led by Bikir divide into several branches and attack the White Fort.
The Holy Knights of Dolores were helpless in front of their strange movements, like the black cavalry, which burrowed into a thread-like gap, devastated the inside, and then broke through the other side.
‘This is not second-class energy. Did this guy trick me!?’
Dolores rallied the best remaining troops and fortified the walls.
Strongholds and strongholds were made a little more compact, and the fortresses that preoccupied the four corners also had thicker walls.
However, the Black Lancers again broke through the pure white wall and trampled it down brutally.
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The place that used to be white is now empty, and the place is filled with black.
‘Oh, no! If I let any more come…!’
Dolores rallied as much force as she could and fortified the walls of the citadel and secured a way out of the fort.
last bastion. Maginot Line. A land like Altoran that guarantees unconditional victory if you can protect it.
……However, the premise of ‘if it can be protected’ is attached.
Again, Bikir’s black soldiers exposed their fangs.
The black energy that broke down the white wall like an awl and stabbed deep inside, ravaging the entire interior.
The inner white land that Dolores had so firmly guarded was eventually dotted with black marks left by Bikir.
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All of this ended up with the black hound inside the shelter with its mouth wide open.
“Adari.”
Bikir put the saintess’ arm into her mouth.
Now, if you forcefully bite her jaw, her right arm will snap off.
The left arm, the right leg, the left leg, the torso, and even the neck eventually suffered the same fate.
Sweat began to trickle down Dolores’ forehead as she faced the annihilation of the cannabis.
‘What can I do? What should I do…’
No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t see a way to escape from the black monster’s mouth.
A sense of defeat is already creeping in.
And Dolores just couldn’t admit it.
Originally, aren’t all baduk players winners?
Even in the short time she entered the countdown, she went back and forth between heaven and hell many times.
And to Dolores, who met the right person today.
“It’s a way to shake hands at the end of a django.”
This led to Bikir’s attack on the mental system.
Meanwhile, Bikir was a little surprised inside.
‘……In today’s world, this level is probably 5th level.’
Rather than saying that Dolores’ skills are terrible, it seems that her skills are better than expected.
Before returning, Bikir had experience playing Go with a lot of people on the battlefield where tedious confrontations continued.
At that time, a sergeant who was good at playing Go said this.
‘How’s your energy? I put it on level 1. Of course, it’s the standard that was evaluated before the war.’
He said he would be in the 2nd or 3rd class if he was at the level of Bikir.
He was first class, and Bikir’s skills were slightly inferior to his own.
‘It’s okay. There were no institutions or competitions that could be recognized for their energy after the war of destruction with the Demon World.’
Is that why? Bikir thought he would be a second class, but it seemed that if he was properly tested, he would be of a much higher rank than that.
And in the end.
…just right!
As the last stone landed on the board, Dolores’ head bowed.
“…I lost.”
ignorant defeat. It doesn’t even make sense to calculate the house.
Then there was a roar of laughter all around.
“Wow! It’s the first time I’ve seen a saintess teach Go!”
“You appeared in the newspapers when you were young, right? As a Go prodigy.”
“Even when there was a Go club in Colosseo, the one who single-handedly massacred the Magic Tower’s Go club and the Varangian’s Go club was our manager… How could this happen?”
Since the opponent is Dolores, everyone is careful with what they say.
It was a result that wouldn’t have been strange even if harsh evaluations such as ‘you were torn’ and ‘you were blown away’ were followed by the original.
When Bikir is about to clear the board.
“Wait a minute! One round! One more round! This time with shorthand!”
Dolores reached out and clung to Vikir’s hand.
Bondi all Baduk players are winners, especially those who are called geniuses.
Dolores, if nothing else, had an extraordinary desire to compete in this field.
Eventually, Bikir accepted Dolores’ offer.
Winning is shorthand. The rules are simple. When contemplating the next move, decide within 3 seconds.
If so, the time it takes to place one plate will be drastically shortened.
Vikir and Dolores moved to the front of Dolores’s bed to avoid disturbing the other students drinking.
However, the students followed him with drinks and sat in a circle around the board where the match was taking place.
It seems like it’s fun to watch.
“Unexpectedly, it’s very fun. Go is something.”
“That’s why I was tired of seeing my father put it.”
“I don’t know. Did the manager and Vikir just keep it tight?”
“I don’t know either… but I do know that the match just before wasn’t tight.”
The battleground where everyone’s eyes gather. Once again, the saintess’s white and Vikir’s black clash fiercely.
…just right!
…just right!
…just right!
…just right!
…just right!
…just right!
…just right!
…just right!
Black and white are alternately laid out on the board at an incredibly fast pace.
And soon, a dry voice leaked from Bikir’s mouth.
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“Unstoppable.”
The moment Dolores heard that, she seriously thought about it.
‘……Should I overturn it?’
It was a violent thought that I had never had in the past dozen years.
However, Dolores, who felt the attention from the people around her, had no choice but to speak in a very withered voice this time as well.
“…I lost.”
Then, the students around them, who were watching this fight without breathing, finally exclaimed in exclamation.
Sinclair said while breaking out in a cold sweat.
“I thought I was pretty good at Go too… but I can’t read your numbers at all.”
Piggy also nodded.
“In the first place, Bikir’s style isn’t the style these days. Among the current knights, no one puts it like this. There’s no standard, and there’s no procedure, so how can I put it like this?”
On the other hand, Dolores also couldn’t hide her absurdity the more she revisited it.
The basic of Go is ‘building a house’.
But Bikir acted like someone who had no interest in the house.
A huge melee, literally a dog fight.
Bikir was all-in on destroying the other person’s house rather than building his own.
In the end, Dolores ended up with both hands and feet in Vikir’s attack, biting and biting like a man without a back.
“…”
Bikir smiled bitterly when he saw Dolores, who was tearing up and lowering her head.
As I said before, those who have never experienced war cannot understand those who have experienced it.
When the era of destruction arrived, it was meaningless to build a house or start a family.
It was because you never knew when the demons would attack and annihilate your entire family.
Wandering around the battlefield and destroying enemy bases first was the only way to survive.
It was Bikir’s ethos that was created by reflecting such atmosphere and values, but Dolores and other students did not know about it.
“Oh, I don’t know much about Go, but I know that he plays like a mad dog.”
“It’s mad dog style… well, it’s attractive in its own way.”
Tudor and Bianca also nodded.
However, to Dolores herself, none of these gossips around her were in her ears.
‘Who am I. where is this Where am I going now?’
Originally, everyone is proud of at least one board game.
……until he met the right owner once and was robbed.
That way, once you’ve been stripped away, the original world will be turned upside down.
No matter how much you have boasted of undefeated records, all confidence disappears with a single defeat.
In the end, Dolores had no choice but to swallow the punishment again.
“…… Kkeuk.”
I burp because I drank too much soda.
Dolores struggled desperately to hide her bulging belly and belch.
at that time.
Hiccup!
The hiccups started coming out.
“…What is it? Could it be?”
Dolores finally turned her head and looked at the students around her.
I can see everyone’s smiling faces are stained red.
Dolores quickly checked the label on the soda bottle.
Then, it seems that it contains enough alcohol to be called a drink.
“You guys tricked me… Hiccup!”
Dolores, too, began to grow red in the face.
The body is hot and sweaty.
In a room full of empty bottles, a warm air flowed between the boys and girls, whose faces were stained red.
……just then.
I started hearing footsteps outside the door
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Dolores felt the drunkenness that had just come over her.
“The boss is coming!”
Upon hearing Dolores’ words, everyone in the room suddenly came to their senses.
It was like people who had been covered with a bowl of cold water.
“Bottle! Hide the bottles first!”
“Aww! The ceiling panel suddenly won’t open! The window is too narrow for me to slide out!”
“Then where are the boys hiding!?”
“Bed! Get under the covers, everyone!”
“Ha, but men and women are different, so how?”
“Don’t yell! I’m a man…”
“Shut up and turn off the lights! Turn off the lights, quickly!”
Everyone panicked.
And in that atmosphere
… …Clang!
The sound of opening the door with the key was heard
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The housekeeper entered the room.
