A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

Chapter 120 Winner And Loser

It was almost evening by the time Finnegan finished preparing the Regenerating Ointment, worked together with Xena to apply the ointment on Waylynn’s entire body, and bandaged her up.

“Old Mdm. Brown, I’ll be taking my leave now. I’ll come again in a few days.”

“Take care, Mr. Larkin!”

After stepping out of the sterile ward, Stephen, who had been waiting outside for a long time, approached. “Finnegan, can we go now?”

A complicated look spread across his face as he spoke. I can’t believe Finnegan actually kept that old man waiting for so long. More incredulously, that old man isn’t mad at all!

Finnegan nodded. “Lead the way.”

Soon, Finnegan followed Stephen to the courtyard, where he had met with Nathan the other day.

However, this time, Stephen didn’t enter with Finnegan. “My grandpa and his guest are inside.”

Finnegan hummed in response before proceeding inside.

Under the same ancient tree, Nathan was playing chess with a seemingly ordinary yet commanding old

man.

That old man was none other than Jeremy.

After a few days of recuperation, he had fully recovered.

Taking care to keep his steps light, Finnegan walked up to them and quietly observed the game.

After about ten minutes, Nathan sighed. “I’ve lost again, Old Mr. Samson!”

In the past, Nathan used to be Jeremy’s subordinate.

Jeremy turned to gaze at Finnegan. “What do you think?”

Finnegan examined the chessboard. Nathan’s remaining chess pieces included two pawns, a rook, and a bishop, while Jeremy had two rooks, one bishop, one knight, and three pawns.

Moreover, the game had progressed to the end phase, and Jeremy could checkmate Nathan in less than five moves.

uttered, “There’s still a chance for

interest was piqued. “Are

“Yes!”

Nathan got to his feet and stepped aside. “In that case, why don’t you

gestured. “Have

hands, Finnegan took Nathan’s place. “Old Mr. Samson,

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then.”

of chess is akin to waging war on the battlefield, so

rook aggressively to

narrowed his eyes, retreating his rook to

shifted his remaining bishop to check Jeremy’s king

aback, Jeremy revealed a meaningful smile, then moved his knight to a

with his insignificant pawn,

maneuver.

game more seriously, exchanging blows with Finnegan while taking

sacrificed his rook to capture Jeremy’s knight, then used his bishop to displace Jeremy’s bishop and pawn, hoping to secure a pyrrhic

Finnegan moved

his brows, realizing he was out of moves as Finnegan’s pawns had severed all his

routes.

game would be very different if I were allowed

only one more

Finnegan realized he was at a disadvantage, so he went all out and risked everything

like a

to play it safe, and that was

Finnegan couldn’t

put down the chess piece in his hand. “This shows I’ve aged. I only think about safety, trying to gain the most with the least loss and neglecting my opponent’s aggressiveness and motivating force to perish together. As

over Jeremy. “My aggressive gameplay style can never be a mainstay for victory. Only Old Mr. Samson’s level-headed approach of securing a win is the right way.” Pointing at the settled chess game,

across the chessboard, noting how only a few pieces were left in play, and nodded. “That’s right. If victory is secured through a

he abruptly changed the topic of conversation. “So, do you want

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me? You’re Dr. Aiello’s only disciple. Durbaine is

told me that once I leave the mountains, I should go home first, and before he finds me,