Army of the Damned

VOLUME 9 Chapter 9

"Murmurmurmurrrr...."

"Elizabeth. C'mon, we've been at it for two hours now."

The General boredly stares at the chessboard in front of him. With the Queen's King almost surrounded and her Towers and Horses all blocked from helping and responding to the peril of the Royal. Elizabeth's face looks as if she was about to cry from the defeat but with a steadfast reaction, she topples her own King. The animated piece then acts like it died by its own sword and makes an obviously fake death face.

"My Lord, I demand another round!"

"Look Elizabeth, you're using the powerful units way too much that you're forgetting what Pawns can do."

"I do know what Pawns can do! I've used Pawns in my entire life!"

"Not like that, but here. In the game, I just kept leaving Pawns to be used later or ones I outright forget that you keep overstepping your units. You don't have to track every single little thing to assure victory, all you need is one well placed unit to wreak havoc."

"But My Lord! I've been taking into account every miniscule mistake that you'd make. How could this be?! Murmurmurmurrrr...."

"How about this, when you move your Knights, don't punch them straight in for a choke when you see a chance. My Pawns might be easy to eat but I didn't place them there for no reason also."

"Another round My Lord! With this information I will surely best you!"

"Elizabeth... I have to go."

"Ehhhhh, Bahamut! You then!" The Dragon perks up from the sofa with a muffin in hand. "You dare challenge me Bloodsucker?"

"Uhhhhh... are you sure about this Elizabeth? You're challenging God here."

"Hmph, I must broaden my repertoire of defeated enemies if I wish to defeat you, it seems."

"Ahahahahaah, okay. Good luck then. Bahamut, do you know how to play?"

"I do, Master. I've watched you play against her many times now."

"Good, have fun then."

He stands up, groaning as he stretches his arms and legs and Bahamut lazily rolls her body from the sofa and stands up like a zombie with her hands both holding food as she sits down opposite from the Queen and the two start fixing the units once again. Neatly placing them in their places as the General fetches a mug and fills it with water. Leaning next to Alana as she writes response letters.

"How's the writing?"

"I could've filled a Novel at this point, M'Lord."

"With your writing? You could probably fill one in a week. Ahahahahaha."

"Haaaaah. I really want to go back out into the world."

"Yeah, I think it's bad to get used to this type of life again. Where everything is in abundance."

"Wait, what about that summon you had, M'Lord?"

"You mean the one about Zavalda?"

"Hm, what was that about? It seems like your Higher Ups have become more and more desperate."

The General leans in the counter and puts his hand up his forehead, massaging it. "It's... a mess down there right now. It seems like the IRS is onto something about a corruption scandal within our largest city, and that will damage our military production."

"I see and that other Dragon God?"

"Ah, Mars. Well... what can I say, from what I remember. She got defeated by Bahamut and she doesn't actually have a Dragon body anymore, just a pile of giant ancient bones. It's her divine soul that probably materialized a human form which is like Economy mode for Dragons."