Ex Rank Supporting Role's Replay in a Prestigious School

Chapter 103

Translator: Jimin Beom 

Editor: NovelMultiverse

Jun-yeoul Yeom, who was aiming to win the championship.

He was indeed strong enough to make that his goal.

He wasn't as good as Elo's top rankers or grandmasters, but he could be as skilled as the national masters or FIDE masters, which were a few ranks below.

'No more intuitive moves. I'd better plan it out carefully, even if it takes up more time.'

I checked my time limit on the chess clock and moved my chess piece.

Up to the semi-finals, each round had a 30-minute time limit, called Rapidplay Chess.

It had a bit more time than Blitz, which was chess with a time limit of 15 minutes, but the finals were different.

'Looks like Je-gun Yong set up this rule.'

The final round was a 'standard,' or chess with a time limit of over 1 hour.

The time given to each chess player was 90 minutes in this case.

Fischer mode was also applied, in which the time limit increased as the players made more and more moves.

It seemed like Je-gun Yong was telling us, "I did a show, I made the stadium nice, I gave you enough time, so show everyone what you've got."

'But this rule isn't in my favor because my headache worsens and hands get colder the longer I play chess.'

But I didn't intend to show it.

Beep.

I pretended composure and moved my piece, then pressed the button.

Jun-yeoul's gaze fell on my fingertips for a moment.

Jun-yeoul is extremely sensitive to heat and temperature changes because he bends fire.

At this distance, he might have noticed that my hands were colder than when I shook hands with him.

Considering his personality, he'd be worried about me, his junior, but he made the next move without hesitation.

'Good, this is a time to deal with me as a chess player. Worry about your junior after the match.'

My playable character had the mindset of a professional.

'I have to do my best, too.'

Because of my headache, the urge to leave my hand to intuition and allow shallow moves skyrocketed.

It felt like a pain to move the chess piece with my increasingly chilling fingertips.

My condition wasn't bad today, but my opponent was strong and the match was getting longer, so it was worsening.

'I may not be able to make the best move, but I can try my best.'

The moves Jun-yeoul had made so far.

The current situation of the match.

The ways of moving my remaining pieces.

I carefully put the information together, one by one.

Beep.

Beep.

The time decreased on the clock as the turns went by, and the situation began to change.