Chapter 89: A Scense Of His Pervious Life
"This is the fifth scene... damn it, when is it going to end?" Daniel found himself in a royal palace built in Western architecture, similar to that of his previous world. He looked around and immediately recognized it—it was the place where he had spent the second half of his previous life.
He glanced at his clothes: the uniform of a military commander, decorated with various medals.
"Why don't you come sit down? Don't you want to hear the final request of your loyal servant?" a familiar male voice echoed in Daniel's ears.
He recognized the voice—it belonged to the greatest regret of his past life.
'So this is how you want to play it, huh?' Daniel hadn't expected the River to even dig into his past life.
With some difficulty, he turned around and saw a handsome young man sitting on a chair not far from him. The man had short black hair, brown eyes, and glasses.
He, too, wore a military uniform adorned with medals. For a moment, Daniel felt a sharp sting of pain. He had never thought he'd see the man again—the one who had meant more to him than even a brother.
He walked over and sat in the chair opposite him. Between them was a simple table with a chessboard on it.
"So, you want to play?" Daniel asked, trying to control his tone. It was hard—too hard to keep himself from reacting.
"Why not? I'm going to be executed soon anyway, so please grant me this final request," the man said as he made a move on the chessboard.
Daniel looked at him without saying a word. In his previous life, he had hated this man so much that he didn't even grant him the simple wish of playing chess. He had just sat there and watched his agonizing death with a smile on his face.
But now that he had a second chance, he wanted to at least make up for this regret. He responded by making a move on the chessboard.