"...hm? Hold up"
Just as Smallsnake was about to place his piece down, he frowned.
"Did you just say that a camera caught you taking off your mask?"
Lazily supporting my chin with my arm, I nodded.
"Yup"
Confused, Smallsnake tilted his head and frowned.
"...isn't that bad? I mean-"
Seeing Smallsnake's confusion, before he could continue, I cut him off
"Well that is if what they saw was my real face"
Coming to an understanding, Smallsnake's brows relaxed
"Ah...so you didn't reveal your face?"
Nodding my head, I pointed at the board. Urging for him to continue.
"Don't you remember the photos I sent you? The ones you used to create multiple facemasks for me?"
-Tak!
Moving one of the pieces, Smallsnake nodded his head.
"Yeah"
He did.
Although he didn't know who the people in the photos were, Smallsnake remembered receiving a text a couple of days ago regarding the creation of a couple of skin masks.
With current technology, creating such high detailed masks didn't take much, so he had it promptly made the next day.
Seeing that he understood, I lethargically said
"...well I was wearing two at that time."
-Tak!
With one of my eyes closed, I moved my bishop diagonally across the board.
"I see...and who's mask does the other one belong to?"
Hearing his question, I didn't answer immediatly. Instead, I answered with another question.
"Smallsnake, who do you thinks stands to gain the most from the conflict between Sword of light and Luxious?"
Getting answered back with a question, Smallsnake thought for a moment before hesitantly saying
"...errr, the ones who wins between them"
Shaking my head, I lightly smiled.
"Tut, tut, tut, not necessarily true..."
-Tak!
Moving one of his pieces, Smallsnake frowned.
"...then who?"
Smiling, I glanced at him and said
"Have you ever heard of the term, 'the mantis stalks the cicada unaware of the oriole behind?'"
Nodding his head, pausing and thinking for a moment, Smallsnake's eyes widened
"...you don't mean"
-Tak!
"Yup"
Luxious Headquarters, 80th floor.
Overlooking the city from the tainted windows of the highrise building, a tall muscular man interlocked his fingers behind his back.
Nodding his head, Victor took the tablet and left the office.
"As you wish"
Chapter end
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