Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality Chapter 602

Chapter 602: Chapter 190 Binary and the Young Odysseus_2

Andrea won every battle, and the more she played, the more invigorated she seemed. Beside her, the pile of winnings kept growing taller.

As a result, the game she touted as 'only true wise men can decipher' spread to more ears, drawing more spectators from the city.

During the game, some people questioned the fairness, but Andrea openly stated, if anyone could decode her secret to victory, they could also be considered winners.

So, self-proclaimed smart individuals flocked around the small wooden table, watching one after another attempt, and some even secretly played against each other, trying to uncover the secrets.

Yet, much like the gomoku game of later generations, even though there was a winning strategy, those who didn't understand could still play back and forth. For a time, more people believed Andrea truly won by her own wisdom.

After all, with so many unable to find the pattern, it was likely just a simple gap in skill.

“Ah–looks like I won again.”

With a reflexive smile, Andrea took the last gold coin from the table.

Another game ended, but this time she didn't rush to call the next person.

She looked up at the sky; the setting sun was sinking, and today was coming to an end.

The first day's task was perfectly completed, and she only needed to defeat a few more notable figures who came hearing the news, then she would achieve her goal completely… She patted her chest to calm her slightly excited emotions and gave a polite smile to the crowd.

She was not concerned with mere fame but savored the process of earning it through her abilities. Although it was learned ability… but who, aside from the Ancient Gods born with knowledge, hadn't learned their knowledge?

“Ladies and gentlemen, it's already very late today, so my game will pause for now, but there's no need to worry. I will return tomorrow.”

“The Acropolis has gathered so many wise men from the Mortal Realm, the aristocrats from all countries convene here to compare wisdom and justice at the great event, even the deity will cast their gaze–surely someone can uncover my secret, right? Otherwise, the contest of 'wisdom' may be declared over prematurely.”

“Of course not, Miss Leah, your trick will be seen through!”

A cold hum came from in front, the young aristocrat who had just faced defeat carelessly pushed his wager forward.

The gold coin fell on the table, making a dinging sound as it hit the box, yet he only stared at Andrea's smooth face.

“My dear friend, Prince Odysseus of Ithaca, has also arrived in Athens. He heard about the grand event in Athens during his travels across the continent and came here preparing to present the championship as a gift to the Gods… His cleverness is renowned worldwide, he is also globally acknowledged as an eloquent speaker. Perhaps soon he will find time to expose your machinations.”

“Then let him come, I've heard of him, Odysseus… hmph, but for now, I must leave.”

In just half a day, Andrea felt a new surge of confidence.

She gently raised her chin, nodding slightly to indicate that the crowd should make way, under the young man's angry eyes.

As for the wealth, she left it behind. Surely now, the guards of Athens wouldn't allow such treasure to be stolen, bringing ill repute to the Kingdom.

“Hmph, you'll see.”

Gritting his teeth, the young aristocrat stepped aside, not performing any disrespectful actions.

He could tell, much like the many debates and contests happening in the city now, this game likewise seemed to be a similar tactic, this beautiful woman called Leah was also here for the event, except her methods were more impressive–if no one could crack her game, people would have no choice but to admit she was indeed wiser in some ways.

The real contest hadn't even started, yet she aimed to 'win from the sidelines,' truly a formidable person.

But this wouldn't happen… Compared to the confidence Andrea built in a day, he believed more in his friend.

Odysseus's virtue and wisdom both impressed the young aristocrat, he believed that as long as Odysseus was willing to come, the result would be inevitable. He could surely unravel the puzzles, and seize the woman's treasures, and at that time, he could mock her arrogance a bit.

“Ah… so happy~”

In a joyful mood, Andrea returned briskly to the place they rented.

Although she had left, she somewhat missed being watched, those eyes mixed with admiration and envy, or the dissatisfied challengers.

Then she could utterly defeat them, reveling in the feeling of victory–something she had never experienced as a Princess before.

In the past, everyone respected her, but it was only respect. Their respect either came from her father or the preference of the deity, but this time, everything stemmed from herself.

I never knew I was this amazing…

Thud–

“Oh–!”

Clutching her forehead, Andrea angrily looked at Laine, who sat at the table, sipping tea as if nothing had happened.

A Level-One Common Divine Art, Striking Technique, primarily used to trigger traps or explore secret chambers, but also quite effective for knocking someone.

Chapter end

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