Bab 278: Holy war 16

"Lady Elena…. I think we've played enough, no?" Harvey's voice carried a hint of amusement, his eyes twinkling as he surveyed the chessboard.

"No, one more time…. Please," Elena pleaded, her tone almost desperate.

"Haah…" Jarvey heaved a deep sigh, his fingers moving to start collecting the scattered chess pieces from the board.

"Ah, wait, no!" Elena's protest rang out, but Harvey continued his task, ignoring her plea. Instead, he shot her a significant look, silently questioning her resolve.

Elena, feeling a mix of annoyance and resignation, reluctantly returned to her seat, shooting Jarvey a glare.

"Lady Elena, you know I've been quite lenient with you recently, but you can't just keep inviting me here for no reason…" Harvey's tone held a note of gentle reprimand.

"I think chess is plenty of a reason, no?" Elena retorted, her voice tinged with defiance.