Divine Luck: SSS-Rank Battle Maid Harem

The board had seventy-two squares in a twelve-by-six shape. There were twelve different pieces lined up on either side, mirroring each other. All the entrants recognized the twelve pieces as the twelve deities they had learned about in the second Trial.

However, not everyone had learned as much about them as everyone else.

That was unlucky.

The rules that appeared next to the board game were a vague description of how some of the pieces could move. It was up to the entrants to figure out the details. But the game stopped them from making invalid moves.

The one who first figured out the rules and how the pieces moved would win.

Nessa and Violina had been heavily involved in the second Trial, and they had built a decent understanding of the different deities. So, as soon as the game began, they began experimenting with how the pieces could move. They weren't too concerned about what their opponents did.

Soon enough, they started figuring out several of the pieces' allowed actions.

The other entrants also focused.

Jones and Oria were in a stand-off. They had been equally involved in the second Trial. So, rather than approaching it the same way Nessa and Violina did, they took their time to analyze both their own and the opponent's movements.

It was similar to an ordinary battle. But instead of physical force, spells, or sword techniques, they analyzed the pieces on the board. Oria had a slight advantage since magic took more thinking than sword-fighting, which could be done with the body and nothing but the body.

But Jones hadn't gotten to where he was without putting his head to use. He was good at reading his opponents. He held his ground.

The one table that truly stood out was Black and Derot's table.

Black hadn't been very involved in any of the Trials. He had done a little more in the second one than the others, but that didn't mean much.

Derot, on the other hand, had contributed to all the Trials as best he could, but especially during the second Trial. He was one of the entrants who could look into the scenes of the past the longest, after all.

He also had a gift for analyzing patterns and drawing connections between things like the deities' powers and their habits.

A winged snake with the power of rain and lightning wouldn't be bound to the ground. It could fly. It could leap over the other pieces. Ackspet of Submission was a knight that submitted themself to another. It could defend other pieces. Wir of Greed was greedy.

It could borrow a piece for one round.

Black was lost. He didn't understand what was going on, what the pieces could do, or what Derot was doing using his pieces. When he tried to do the same, the only thing he got was an electrical shock to his hand from trying to break the rules.

He grabbed his hair in frustration. He gritted his teeth and looked at the board in complete and utter confusion. He had figured out what some of the pieces did, even if only because Derot had used them several times. He wasn't stupid by any means. He was just outmatched.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Before he knew it, he had lost all of his pieces.

Black had lost. He had been arrogant from the beginning, but he had made it far. It was just that he hadn't made it as far as he hoped.

But he couldn't do anything about whatever regret he felt.

The Labyrinth booted him and sent him upward with a rush of air. He torpedoed straight through the blurry barrier around the city and disappeared into the water.

Zach's eyes widened.

Since they had been given the opportunity to leave after the sixth Trial, he thought the only way out from here on would be through death. Apparently, that was not the case. He tilted his head.

If he had failed during his fight with the Kraken, the others would have probably failed, but they wouldn't have died just like that. They would have most likely been sent out just like Black had been.

But if Zach failed, he would have died.

The Trials after the sixth one seemed a little arbitrary.

But at the same time, it was like the life and death of the entrants were in their own hands. It wasn't a matter of luck like it had been in the earlier Trials.

Zach stopped thinking about it when Derot came over after finishing his game. He was a little surprised. It seemed that the others were still figuring out the rules. Zach knew Black wasn't the smartest in the Labyrinth, but he had been smart enough to stand down in the seventh Trial.

However, Derot had crushed him.

"Is it a fun game?" Zach asked.

"It has potential. I couldn't figure out all the rules, but I'm thinking about bringing it out and selling it." Derot's eyes shone. Setting aside the fact that others would make it if it was popular and take a share of the profits, it was an interesting game. He wanted to play more.

"It was Soara you couldn't figure out, right?" Zach's eyes shifted away from Nessa and Violina as he glanced at Derot.

"Yes. How did you know?"

"It was the only piece you didn't move."

"I see. Rudrick and Jeret were pretty tricky since I wasn't sure how their powers would translate to pieces on a board game, but I don't even know where to start with when it comes to Soara."

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"I'm pretty sure Soara can come back after being taken out. They either kill whatever killed them or the piece closest to them."

Derot's eyes widened slightly.

"I see…Certainly. That makes sense. If I make it out of here with my life intact, I'll be sure to give you a share of the profits from selling the game." There wouldn't necessarily be a lot of profits, but it was the thought and good intentions that counted.

Zach's eyebrow rose and he looked at Derot for a moment before his gaze shifted to Nessa.

"...You know what, Derot?"

"Yes?"

"Are you interested in working together?"